Dark Light Record

Everyone in the world has a light. The lamp has a flame, and the flame has a direction, and the direction is the path of destiny. Shen Lian's lamp doesn't light up. He could hear the voices of the dead. Those extinguished lights repeated the last sentence in his mind—— "Is there - anyone -?" He didn't dare to answer. Once you answer, half a million dark lights will know: There is a person here who can hear you. From the firewood pile in Suoyun Mountain to the center of the Great Burning Site, Chopping firewood, boiling medicine, listening to dim lights - he walked for three hundred chapters, just for one answer: The broken way is not wrong. The road is turning.