Those Years, Those People
Editor: Atlas Studios
The sky was serene.
The sunset's glow over the inner sea unfolded the most dazzling tapestry between the Forbidden Sea and the skies of the Nanhuang Continent.
The deep colors and mysterious charm seemed to interpret the brilliance and sediments of life.
Finally, melting into the sunset's afterglow, it sprinkled over the sea,
adorning the black sea with a layer of shimmering ripples.
The afterglow also fell on the land, reflecting at the harbor of the Seven Blood Eyes, where the gentle rhythm of the waves lapped against the rocky shore, emitting a deep and rhythmic sound together, witnessing the imminent arrival of the night.
The sea breeze was among them.
On this quiet evening, the gentle breeze blew past the various boats anchored in the port and the cultivators of the various races and sects.
On the way, the wind lifted a few strands of Ding Xue's hair.
The bell that Yanyan placed on the wooden box beside her rang.