Desert wine shop, sunset and dusk. After the fight, seven people survived.
Love, hate, grudges, life and death decisions, what are the bitter reasons behind the struggle? Is the Tianxie Heart Sutra, a peerless secret book, real or fictitious?
She covered her lips and he smiled slightly. Behind that tenderness and tenderness that is hard to describe, what kind of clever calculations are quietly growing?
I raise my sword, you draw it. The flash of sword and shadow that moved both gods and ghosts dissipated, leaving behind a sad feeling of love and hatred engraved in the bone marrow.
The dream of Jianghu is good, the red sleeves are enchanting. Sing and laugh, don't let your youth down.
[I would like to dedicate this article to my dear girls (?)]