This is a very long story, with no beginning and no end. People come from what came before and head toward an unknown destination.
What I want to tell is the story of that journey. We watch the traces left by those young people. What time is it, really? That, too, is a fascinating question.
This is the sword dance at the edge of the world. We can all see it happen, yet we cannot separate its parts.
Each volume stands alone, as the characters journey through the same stretch of time. I hope to show the martial world through everyone's eyes, whether joyful or painful.
It's not angsty at all. I've read some angsty stories, and this really isn't one.
Message: I'm just bored and want to retell the same story several times from different people's perspectives...
One sentence introduction The past is like a dream, ending under the moon in Jiangnan
Come and read this novel that has been in my collection for a long time... I have never dared to read it, and it still remains the same now.
The writing is very good, but I can't quite understand it, hehe~
I still don't understand why the two senior brothers want to kill each other... It feels like they are playing riddles with each other...
And Fengxiang was back in his hands... He pulled out the long sword from the tree, wiped it with the lapel of his clothes, put it back into the scabbard, and continued to move forward - Tianyu was in Xin Rui's hands, and he could meet again on the third day of March... He didn't know whether it was sadness or joy, so I will see you again, Yunbi, six months later... One hundred and eighty days, how long has it been to wait? Compared with two years, is it a longer suffering? ——One hundred and eighty days later, no, no, today is already the ninth day of September. It is the Double Ninth Festival, but we have never climbed high... There is one less person planting dogwood everywhere. Will they feel that they are no longer here? In those days, we will see each other again. Even if we part ways, what does it matter? It's been so long since we were separated in life, and it's been so long since we've been apart since death. To me it's life and death, but to you it's death. I used those cases and pursuits to fill the pain in my heart, and today it only fills up the pain more and more. But what about you? Thinner? . He smiled slightly, on a remote street in Jinling City during the long night. I still like this kind of psychological narration~
Shao Yin was still a child at this time...
"Then it is indeed the infamous Ye Qing! Ling Yun secretly screamed. He has heard of the many bad reputations of the young man across from him, ranging from killing people, setting fire to homes, robbing houses, and robbing people's girls. Although he doubts that he can do anything with his body and bones to rob people's girls." This is a good rant!
Dream of Fengxiang Tianyu, I like this volume title. As expected, I like Ye Qing much more than Yi Feng...
Give me a little flower to cheer you up
Give me a little flower to cheer you up