Wine and Sword Lingyun: Linghu Chong Proves to Be the Sword God

"Yingying," he whispered with a hoarse voice and a smile, "In this life, I drank enough wine, won the fight, and traveled all over the world... Just this sword, I always feel like I still have a breath left." He raised his hand, and his thin fingers held a sword flower, as if the essence of the Dugu Nine Swords was still flowing in his blood. "If there is an afterlife, if you are not in love with the world, and you are not greedy for freedom, just pray for the end of that sword and see what it is like." The setting sun sank into the distant mountains, and the last ray of light passed over his cheek. Linghu Chong slowly closed his eyes, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and his breath gradually died.