I hold a gun and head north to guard a pure land.
You hold your sword and face south, fighting for your life.
If I knew it was you, I would put down the clouds in my hands. In all the prosperous times, there will never be a single murmur from you.
This battle, with Wujin in white clothes and Muxue with a spear, has become a legend in the world.
Do you want to leave me to live alone in this world, without knowing where my heart is going or where my thoughts are going?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
