The setting sun melted gold across the wasteland. He was dressed in powerful attire, drew his bow and set an arrow. He drew the carved bow as perfectly as a wheel, and pointed the tip of the arrow straight at the sinking sun. His eyes were full of the unique arrogance and frivolity of a young man. His clothes were fluttering in the wind, and he read loudly: "I know how to hold an eagle's bow like the full moon!"
Xiao Jingheng, who was standing beside him, completed the second half of the sentence in a low voice, looking at his back with eyes full of love.
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"Look northwest, shoot the Sirius!" Su Zhiyu murmured in a low voice, aimed at the curly hair, and shot an arrow with great force, right at the center of the mouth.
Another figure broke through the encirclement and suppression, full of chilling aura, and crazy love welled up in Su Zhiyu's eyes.
With the sound of horse hooves behind him, he turned to look at the man who had arrived in a hurry, and heard the sound of "Brother Wen" lingering in his ears.
"... I... Take the first step." He glanced at the world with nostalgia, leaned back and fell to the bottom of the valley, making no sound again.
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(Make up your own mind)
Motto: A moment of misunderstanding is a lifetime of mistakes. Most of the regrets in the world come from not being honest. By the time we suddenly wake up, our old friends are already separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.