Yan San, a coachman in the back alleys of Chang'an, an old horse, a broken cart, a jar of strong wine, the endless road to Chang'an, and the desolation on his face that never goes away! In this vast world, why is life? Yesterday and today, I looked at the sunrise in Chang'an and the sunset in Chang'an. The prosperity of Chang'an and the romance of Chang'an were neither in my eyes nor in my heart. A piece of dead leaf, a penny, a cup of bitter wine, a string of coughs, the taste of life is all in words.
Third Young Master Yan, the head of the Yan family in Luoyang! Luoyang Yan clan, the leader of swordsmanship! The third young master of the Yan family, the sword of Yuntian, the young man is invincible and the best in the world! With the beautiful knight-errant, traveling across the rivers and lakes, laughing and discussing swords, who can compete with him? Bask in the spring breeze of Luoyang, enjoy the blooming flowers, sip fine wine from golden bottles, and enjoy wealth and gentleness! Life is frustrating, life is proud, why worry yesterday, why worry today?
Yan San recalled the past, the flowers in Luoyang faded, the Yanmen disappeared, and the glory has become a passing cloud! The past is unbearable to look back on, he is no longer the heroic Young Master Yan, he has avoided the world, he has stayed away from the world, and he wants to forget the world! But the world has not forgotten him. In the struggle for hegemony, Yan Sanshao has a good sword and a good chess move. How can he not use it? A series of conspiracies, treacherous changes in the world, beauties bring disaster, beauty in a green dress, murder at ten steps, and bloodshed at a hundred steps!
People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. The dream of Luoyang is broken, and the dream of Chang'an wakes up, and then enters the rivers and lakes again! The spring breeze turns into rain, and the autumn wind kills! The green blood turns into tears, and the green grass stretches to the sky! The sword strikes the sky, and I ask the sword Jianghu, where does the sword go, and where do people go?
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