| classification:xianxia |
| author:The distant Jiangnan |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:13:56) |
On the mottled city walls, smoke and clouds swirl. By the ancient bronze furnace, voices boom.,The warm sunlight fell on my body, and the feeling of icy coldness lessened slightly.,Everything wears down with time, and its edges become smoothed.。