Turning the memorial quickly, summer desert wind raised his eyes and looked out of the open hall door. The sky was already dark, and it was colder and denser later. The high wall and deep palace, the golden tile and red wall surrounded all the people in it and shut all the thoughts in it.

in this place, which is as bright as day, but as cold as winter, what he thinks of is the person who met in this place and met at a deeper night.

with a gesture, Mo Sheng, the leader of yinfengwei, was summoned.

it seems that summer desert wind asked lightly, but there was a...