Liao Ye

Wildfires start in dry grass, but can burn through entire wilderness. Xiao Lin has nothing. With inferior spiritual veins and an abandoned son from the family, the road ahead is gloomy. Behind him were the butcher's son, the Orion's son, the little beggar, and the girl who only blushed and hid in the flower shop. A group of people born in the soil want justice from heaven. This is not a counterattack by one person, but a wildfire carnival by a group of people. Burn it, it will be stained with our colors till this day.