Suppression of the Sword

Martial ArtsFantasySwordRomance This is a story about love and sword. It is more like a kite, a kite with rivers and lakes as its bones, love as its wings, and fantasy as its threads. There are twenty-four intertwined romances, some of which have just sprouted and then withered, some of which are as painful as tarsal bones, and some of which are as beautiful and fragrant as peach blossoms. Even if they fall on the ground, they will turn into jade blankets under the feet of the beautiful woman, which is as poetic as picturesque. In the end, there is no match for that sentence: Nothing is more important than living.