Game of Thrones

The chaos of the world is like a chess game, with Chu, He and Han borders, the outcome is unpredictable; With a thunderous sound, the spirit of another world comes and goes, and all parties compete. The heavenly books and celestial phenomena are like whirlpools, gathering and dispersing, and there is not much joy. The broken threads of the lotus root are involved in re-election, and the bustling crowds, is it a love network? Those who seek profit will waste their lives in vain; Those who are famous are hidden in temples; Those who are in love secretly hurt spring. Sighing at the hard game of troubled times, Blood flows like a river, blood flows like a river, In the end, who wins and who loses? Can you sort it out?