First Era, Dragon Lo

Standing under the dilapidated low eaves, behind him was the setting sun, its twilight casting across his surroundings. Jiang Zhihao felt as if he had just woken from a dream.,The old door creaked open, and the first thing you saw was Erling lying on the floor, playing with a broken plastic train.,However, the table alone feels a bit cold and slightly detracts from the overall aesthetic.。