Jiansan colleagues, Ce Zang, Fo Xiu, Tang Du, Huayang
Blood-stained silver spears and horses guard the soul of the Tang Dynasty. Blood-stained struggles describe the joys and sorrows of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Appointment at the West Lake, words spoken in the palace, the light of the sword passes, the moonlight is cold, the oath is still there, the love is deep, but where is it?
The broken moon on Pinghu cuts through the night sky, and the proud warriors in cold clothes fight with the wind and frost.
The shengxiao is broken, the shadow of the sword is pale, the bloody war flag returns, and the grave has no place to return.
Wilderness and Madness Sword Tomb Shadow Single
The flames of war are flying and the battlefield is roaring
Drinking sake alone, seeing the slow sound of the boat for the first time
Looking at the chaos of the world from a distance
Troubled times, lovesickness brings disaster
Chang'an moonlit night, looking forward to it on the porch
The late spring is red and the acquaintance is fine, but the snow is still there
Flowers bloom year after year
Dragon's Roar, Breaking the Wind, Shame on the Blood, Fighting with Strength
Loyal Soul Chipin Fierce Flame Burning Spear
Troubled Times, End of the Song, Bloody Continuity
The moonlight lonely soul's triumphant song floats between life and death
Blood-stained silver spears and horses guard the soul of the Tang Dynasty. Blood-stained struggles describe the joys and sorrows of the Spring and Autumn Period.
Appointment at the West Lake, words spoken in the palace, the light of the sword passes, the moonlight is cold, the oath is still there, the love is deep, but where is it?
The war song is broken, the boat is broken and the sword is broken
The scorching fire fills the air and the night is boundless
Hissing call to the old oaths and old people
When will the lonely soul return?
Life or death, lovesickness brings disaster
The setting sun in Chang'an awaits its return
Is there anyone who knows that Mu Xue will not return her white hair and beard?
Flowers bloom year after year
The sword was buried in the sword grave and the head was left white. Qin Wang sighed softly in front of the palace.
Who once flew in the clouds and carried wine to the wind and the green mountains were far away
The remains of the deserted city and the cold bones
Green leaves covered with snow, lovesickness strikes
The fragrance of light lotus remains, waiting for someone to return
The maple falls on the cliff, the snow has fallen, and the white hair and beard are not returned
The snow is silent, the flowers fall and no one is there