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[Derivative] [The wind is rustling and the water is cold]
It's the end, it's also the beginning...
Fish will not leave traces on the rivers and lakes, but there are always ripples to prove that they have been there...
"The supreme king of martial arts, slaying dragons with his precious sword. No one in the world dares to disobey his orders!"
"This world... Is going to change..."
"Xiao Xiao, let's join in the fun at this martial arts conference."
"Do you believe that in an extremely narrow river, two fish will meet each other by chance many times?"
"From now on... A clean break!"
"Taoli Chunfeng and a glass of wine, what's the next sentence?"
"Ten years of light in the night rain in the rivers and lakes."
"If you want to fish, you should not just look at the sparkling waves on the river surface, but also the undercurrents and treacherous waves below."
"Is the Dugu Nine Swords really just a legend in this world?"
In the chaotic rain--
The man in Tsing Yi slowly took out an umbrella, an oil-paper umbrella, from his arms.
People are leaving...
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold. A strong man will never return once he is gone...
(The above may be the only sad part of this novel, haha, just kidding - ̗̀(๑ᵔ⌔ᵔ๑)εïз)
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When you go out, all the face you give is given by yourself [Chigua]
When you go out, all the face you give is given by yourself [Chigua]