The world of mortals is rolling around, I wish I could walk away in a free and easy way
On the run, I just want to follow my heart
I have been imprisoned in darkness for so many years. When I return to my hometown, I don't want justice, I just want peace of mind.
How many worlds are constantly running around, not wanting to live a stable life, only wishing to fly by and leave traces
Escape without a destination, no desire for a peaceful life, watch the hunting game with a loyal dog and the "boss" from another world...
This copywriting is really... I'm so embarrassed... Just ignore it...
Thanks for making Bermuda Cream~
The column is thanks to Dianxia Picture Shop for producing it~