This was the first fantasy novel I came across. At that time, the girls in junior high school all seemed to be reading the story, thinking that this book was something that only the boys could read. In the end, they flipped through the first two volumes, feeling that it was very interesting. Perhaps it was because he had been promoted to a higher school, but he did not like to pursue Geng Jin. Thus, he did not watch it for some time. He finished it in high school. The whole set consisted of eight or nine books. It was really the longest novel he had ever read. He didn’t expect to open it up again one day and read it two or three times. Every time he read about the return of Dawn of Light, he would still be unable to hold back his excitement and happiness. Maybe it’s because of a feeling of nostalgia, or perhaps it’s a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but I think it’s worth reading the whole book again.
