Here is a world of martial arts; here is a city of love; here is a criss-crossing picture; here is a poem of joyful love and hatred. The green spring blooms, flowers bloom, and the wind blows, all the ups and downs, the undercurrents, the joys and sorrows, in the end are just... A group of temperamental people who want to talk about it... Leng Xuan, Wen Bi, Yan Zhao, three peerless swords forged from rare jade in the snow are regarded as an ominous omen. Now, the three swords appear in the world, each with its own master, and it will surely set off another wave of bloodshed in the martial arts world. A river and lake, two factions of good and evil, three stories. ∞—Also—U—r—e—y—K—o—o—Yun—∞ This hole is not deep. I opened a hole elsewhere. I clicked on it. I was busy and did not update it. It has been reopened recently. I enjoyed reading it, and I hope you'll leave a few words to encourage me to update more often.