[No system] [Swordsmanship] [Layout] [Decisive killing] [Black belly] [Hot-blooded]
I hold Han Jiangxue in my hand, and my sword rises and falls with just one sword! Frosty Fourteen States!
The guqin is placed horizontally in front of him, the strings are moving, the sound of the qin is sound, and the demons in the world are scattered!
Just this sword, just this song, you! Can you handle it?
