Zhang Ruochen's eyes

his heart is like iron, full of questions. But there was no one to help him. Eight hundred years in the past, has changed, in addition to repair for the peerless Chi Yao queen, youth is still not old. Once those old people, all have been turned into loess, become bones. Even the nine emperors of the year were all extinct in the world, leaving only a section of brilliant stories for posterity to recite.