| classification:Science fiction |
| author:<<<Play sna |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-31 09:01:08) |
A young man in a light blue silk robe sat on a pear wood grandmaster's chair. He was about twenty-seven or eight years old, with a youthful and handsome face. His figure was slender like a willow tree, his right hand propped under his jaw, his eyes slightly lost as he gazed at the rising blue smoke from the incense burner in front of him.,In a room at the back garden, Zhao Jun awoke leisurely. To his horror, he realized he could not see.,"Rain Oh, I... remember now. Landslide. When I went up the mountain, a sudden downpour caused a landslide, and I fell off a cliff. Could it be that the landslide blocked the road What are we going to do"。