There are rumors in the world that on the night the Xiao family was exterminated, someone saw a sword frosting in the rain of blood.
Fifteen years later, a young man in black broke into the main altar of Xuanyin Sect alone. His sword was not unsheathed and all the candles in the building were extinguished. The leader of Xuanyin shouted: "The swordsmanship of the Xiao family has long been eliminated!" The young man sneered: "The sword is cold in the box, and before the blood is cold enough, the enemy's name is unmistakable."
He stroked the unmelted frost marks on the sword box and remembered his father's last words: "The coldest thing in this world is not the sword, but the human heart."
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The liver and gallbladder shines brightly at the sun and the moon, and the ruffian spirit plays with the world of mortals.
Hide the edge and guard the humbleness to keep the true self, the edges and corners are not polished, this is the original intention
——"The Song of Rivers and Lakes"
From the masterpiece of Teacher Cao Tian!
Can you write well? Hope to keep up the good work?
The liver and gallbladder shines brightly at the sun and the moon, and the ruffian spirit plays with the world of mortals. Hide the edge and guard the humbleness to keep the true self, the edges and corners are not polished, this is the original intention ——"The Song of Rivers and Lakes" From the masterpiece of Teacher Cao Tian!