Single Man Guarding a Lonely City, Invincible in the World

Holy City.

The heavy snow rolled in clusters like thick smoke, and the wind and snow swirled like a spinning top with blood mist, and people in the city could not open their eyes.

I can open it, but I don't want to open it.

The white-haired man at the head of the city is too dazzling and too scary!

From man to madman.

Back to ghosts.

Finally back in person.

Everything seems to have not changed, but the empire has endured humiliation again and again, and it has accumulated to this night, no less than the sky has fallen!

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