I am so high-spirited that I don't know how to worry, I would like to go to the 12th floor of Yujing
Swing your sword to break through the clouds to welcome the setting stars, raise your wine and sing loudly to attract the phoenixes.
Thousands of years are nothing but dreams, a sincere love will not let go
When I wake up from the dream and see the light rain, the country is still gentle as before
——Xian Si's "Xiaoyaoyou"
The year he went up the mountain was the beginning of summer. For several long years, the years he spent on the mountain never felt cold.
It was already the middle of winter when he came down the mountain, and his world never saw spring again.
"When I was alive, I always did everything with a clear conscience. Now that I am dead, I think I can let go of those seemingly upright aspirations."
"Whether it's Biluo or Huangquan, it doesn't matter. What's important is that I want to take a step forward and take a look."
"... Hey, senior brother."
Background music--"Return to Dreams"
Qing's Note: The first volume of this article is about the youthful spirit of the two people, focusing on martial arts; the second volume is about Qing's father becoming a ghost and Uncle Xiao becoming a demon, focusing on immortals and knights - above
Please travel through the next volume: There is only one copy to be sent before twelve o'clock in the evening. I know I owe it...
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