Arknights: The Mad Demon Venerable!

Standing alone in the abyss of unknown depths, my body is like duckweed and my life is hard to hold on to. Where thousands of boats are returning to the sea, a reed gently touches the waves! The fish scattered in all directions, leaving only the remaining sail proudly here. When the sky opens and the clouds disperse, put your hands behind your hands and look straight at the laughing sky! The cold wind blows in the valley of despair, and the cicadas chirp in the spring and autumn. The young man returns. At Danghun Mountain, the stone man sheds tears, and the fixed immortal wanders and the demon heads north. Thousands of immortals on the upstream river have retreated, and love has lost its hold on tears. Destiny means success or failure. The immortal regrets but I don't. Even at an early age, I knew that things were going to be difficult, but I was still able to fly like a hero among the clouds. The cold wind blows all the way, causing the sea to rise and fall, and the traveler walks alone. A sword is forged with painstaking efforts and painstaking efforts. Today, the sword is pointing at the clouds, refining Gu, refining people, and refining heaven.

Life appears, life grows, and life dies, but we still don't know what it means to die. We come, we observe, we witness, but we still don't know what survival is.

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