There was a clang, and countless crashes rang out, and everyone else blocked the splattered fragments, but it was only the first blow, and it was such a battle.

As the morning dawn approached, a wisp of scorching yellow slowly rose from the sky, and the glow of the sun dispelled the darkness, took away the cold, and brought warmth.

Not far from the top of Qilian Mountain, a mountain towers, the scenery is beautiful, the dense fog is misty, and the morning sun shines through the thick morning fog in the mountains.

The first day broke through the smoke, messy pine and bamboo shadows.

The night is like ink, the top of Qilian Mountain.

On the throne, General Wang He was as majestic as ever, quietly looking at the thick bamboo slips on the Zhu table, but there was a lingering haze between his eyebrows.

No one knew he was there

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