Bai Yi Chuan: the Wind Rises

The soul travels through the four frontiers, and the wind and clouds surge. Waiting for Zhao Zhiyao, It's a treacherous and deadly situation, Or a bright future? Exactly: Merry and misty in the sky, I am worried about the green mountains forever. The clouds and trees are vast and infinite, The gushing spring and flying electricity enter China. Xiaobaiji's first work, thank you for your support!