..........
Night.
The cold and lonely moon hung high in the sky, and the night sky was embedded with a few scattered stars. The capital city, which was lively during the day, had fallen into a deep sleep, and the occasional chirping of night birds could be heard in the distance.
On the eight trigrams stage of the stargazing tower, a group of onlookers had gathered.
Sun Xuanji and Guardian Yuan who was beside him;Yang qianhuan, who had his back to the crowd and his hands behind his back;The green-robed swordsman with a strand of white hair on his forehead, Chu Yuanyou;Huaiqing, who was wearing a White Palace dress embroidered with plum blossoms;Hengyuan, who was bitter and hated, Asuro, who was not afraid of him;The unfilial disciple Miao Youfang, the haggard li lingsu whose belt was becoming wider and filled with regret, who hated Xu hen ...
Of course, there was also the core figure of this incident:Li Miaozhen and the Golden Lotus Taoist.
