"Xu Fu said that immortality is holding an immortal lamp and walking through the eternal night, but he didn't say that the lamp oil burns his own soul. Two thousand years is enough to turn the murderer into a cashier, and put the bronze sword box under the college entrance examination papers to rust-until this damn blood moon tears apart the world. Those The gluttonous pattern on the monster's scales is more intimate than the pulp on the jade pendant on my waist. The hot golden blood is smiling when the sword blade cuts the throat: Bai Qi's reincarnation and the incarnation of Emperor Yongle are nothing, what I want to do is to nail the end to the pillar of shame in history...
