Traveling Through the World of Swordsman, He Has No Choice but to Become a Villain!

The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and as soon as I enter the world, time rushes me; In the midst of chatting and laughing about the emperor's hegemony, he couldn't bear the drunkenness of life. Carrying a sword and riding astride, wielding the ghost rain, the bones are as white as mountain birds flying in fright; Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return. This is pure fiction and should not be taken as true! ! ! No system, no shame.