| classification:xianxia |
| author:bite fire |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:35:18) |
In this chilly spring, the wind on the river is as sharp as a knife. The mountains disappear in ten thousand hues, like withered graves.,A golden coffin, naturally, is something only noble kings and aristocrats could afford;,And as if by fate, unexpected events began to pile up one after another.。