I don't know when, but the legendary world full of chivalrous love has been filled with deception and indifference.
Everything arises out of hatred, desire, and rights.
No matter how beautiful the face is, covered with the shadow of killing, there is only an eerie and terrifying aura left.
The moon is sparse and the stars are sparse, and the magpie is flying south, circling the tree three times, where is the branch to cling to?
They all give up willingly, and innocent people are taken advantage of, so the innocence turns into evil, and then the evil takes advantage of the innocence...
But when you really achieve your goal, are you really happy?
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I dare not say it is martial arts, but this term is more appropriate.
Readers, just read it as a Jianghu novel~~
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