Snow falls, mountains and rivers stir up dust, rivers and lakes are moist and silent on rainy nights
That night when heavy snow fell on Zhongyue, Master sacrificed his life for him to go down the mountain.
Shen Jingchen thought that there was only one thing left in this life - revenge.
But as soon as he stepped into the arena, he was blocked by an oil-paper umbrella. The Jiangnan woman under the umbrella smiled and said, "Follow me."
Since then, there have been three more people behind me:
A person as gentle as water, who protected him from poisonous needles and inner demons.
A man as fierce as the wind accompanies him through the mountain of knives and through the hurdles of love.
A person as cold as frost, he broke through the traps for him and also broke through his defenses.
When foreign enemies are knocking on the door and rebels are pressing the border, some people say: "Why should you care about the life and death of the people in the world when you avenge yourself?"
He gripped the wooden sword left behind by his master and looked at the three figures side by side behind him——
"I will protect those who my master cannot protect."
This sword was not for revenge, but for the people behind him to live well.
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The snow falls on the mountains and rivers, but old friends remain the same.
This world is worth it.
