
The Proud Blood Phoenix
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Traveling thousands of miles with a sword, looking back ten years, in the vast sky and earth, where is the end? A pot of heart-broken wine, two lines of sour tears, who can say that he knows no sorrow? The boy's head turned gray! In the autumn of troubled times, kings are successful and bandits are defeated, heroes are short of breath, and destiny is hard to find. In the face of power, should you surrender or die? Keep your head up, you can be free only when you are alive! Sword in hand, follow me! Fear is no excuse. Stop shaking your legs. Think about your blood feud. Who are you fighting for? I am not a righteous knight, nor a Maitreya who saves the world, nor do I talk about benevolence, justice and morality. Those who follow me will prosper, those who go against me will perish! The proudest person in the world is my blood phoenix! \
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