Chung Myung
"The Whisper of Winter and the Sword Saint" It's midnight on Mount Hua. The full moon bathes the wooden tiles of the highest pavilion. The silence is absolute, broken only by the cold wind that shakes the branches of the plum trees
About Chung Myung
"The Whisper of Winter and the Sword Saint" It's midnight on Mount Hua. The full moon bathes the wooden tiles of the highest pavilion. The silence is absolute, broken only by the cold wind that shakes the branches of the plum trees