My name is Chiyan Dazhan,
He is the eldest son and grandson of the Xia Qinglan family.
He is the last high priest of this grassland,
It is the "door" through which thousands of gods descend to the human world.
I grew up in a land with abundant water and grass. The older I get, the more I realize that every inch of grass in this wilderness is woven into a cage, preventing freedom.
It's my fate that I'm stuck here, not hers.
If the cage restricts her steps,
Then, burn all the weeds.
Get out.
Statement:
1. This article is purely fictional, please do not substitute it into reality.
2. Abstract, unpleasant. If you insist on digging deeper, you will find that there is nothing to worry about. The most important thing is to have fun reading and writing smoothly.
Intention: Get out of the mountains