Xie Xifeng:
Thousands of years of wind and rain, thousands of years of dust, heard in my dream.
The devil uses his soul to forge the soul of the sword, but the magic of immortality cannot overcome the madman.
What are the plans for the past and present life? Let's worship the immortal master and enter the immortal gate.
The hero's chivalry shines brightly, and the angry horse looks at Beichen in the river.
Cultivating immortals and making dragons quell beacon fires, slaying spirits to seek truth and then become gods.
It's no big deal for a hero to shed blood, but the relationship between them is very important.
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Lu Fei:
Love is heartless and unkind. There is no one to complain about sincere feelings. Who can I express my sadness to? The late moon shines in the clear sky, shining brightly. The autumn wind is small and the remaining clouds are blowing. After three rounds of drunkenness, the red candles and red lips wept with red tears!
Xiandu is a hero who serves the people, calms down the flames of war in troubled times, and helps the poor in prosperous times. What regrets does Clivia hold in her heart? She kills souls and does good. The smoke rises, leading to national disaster. The fish and dragon are crossing whose house, I still hate it, the lonely moon has faded and the clouds have faded!