Jianghu Song

The white feathers of meteors are on the waist and the sword is forked, and the sword flowers and autumn lotus light come out of the box. One sword, two knives, three guns... In the desolate rivers and lakes, everyone is a hero. In the lonely world, the sun and the moon are high in the sky. Some people are walking with swords, some are demanding their lives with scimitars, and some are holding guns at the border. Gratitudes, national righteousness, blood feud, to Jianghu, this is just a river and lake. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.