Look around.

There are golden soldiers everywhere crying for their fathers and mothers.

There is a giant dragon flying in the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The capital city of the country can be vaguely seen in the distance. Under the morning glow, the city walls seem to be shrouded in the golden winter sun, warm and dreamy.

What a beautiful scenery this is.

Xu Han's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hands in the direction of Bianjing to hug him.

He murmured to himself: "Great Song Dynasty."

A figure walked past him and walked forward, stretching its legs all the way and tripping up the golden soldiers who were running blindly.

Xu Han looked at that figure.

The figure who was lawless in the court and kidnapped himself but saved Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!