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Song of Wenhua Mountain
Fantasy文花山之歌
Xiao Feng Yuan
When everything is different from usual, how should people change their positioning? When Wenhuashan no longer faced swords, bows, and arrows, the knights faced life and death. Three children from different classes are forced to make changes. Ken: "Even though I am no longer as wealthy as I was before, the spirit of knighthood will always remain in my heart!" Axia: "Although I come from a humble background, my heart is always precious." West: "The peaceful life is far away from me. The endless wars in the wandering army have made me tired. I will never forget the trauma caused by the war. My heart and body have been tempered to be extremely strong."
When everything is different from usual, how should people change their positioning? When Wenhuashan no longer faced swords, bows, and arrows, the knights faced life and death. Three children from different classes are forced to make changes. Ken: "Even though I am no longer as wealthy as I was before, the spirit of knighthood will always remain in my heart!" Axia: "Although I come from a humble background, my heart is always precious." West: "The peaceful life is far away from me. The endless wars in the wandering army have made me tired. I will never forget the trauma caused by the war. My heart and body have been tempered to be extremely strong."

Flag of Wenhua Mountain
History文花山的旗帜
Xiao Feng Yuan
This is an era of raging wars, where tears and blood intertwine, ice and fire collide, people are fighting each other, and the earth is riddled with holes. Conscience gradually disappears in the era. Our wailing and calling are the voice of the era; the earth flowing with blood is the epitome of the era. This is a story about three young people from different classes looking for themselves.
This is an era of raging wars, where tears and blood intertwine, ice and fire collide, people are fighting each other, and the earth is riddled with holes. Conscience gradually disappears in the era. Our wailing and calling are the voice of the era; the earth flowing with blood is the epitome of the era. This is a story about three young people from different classes looking for themselves.