When they first met, Fengsha Fan's eyes were startled. He was the only one in her eyes.
Zhuo Ke: "Next year today! I want to compete with you!"
When they met again, her neck was only a hair away from his sword.
Lu Zihuai: "I didn't expect that the dignified young master would actually be a flower picker."
Later, he apologized to her with his favorite roast chicken, and she knew that this man was now Mr. Lu.
During the last scene in the wind and snow, he said that he had drafted a suicide note.
Every year from now on - "I brought you your favorite roast chicken, why don't you want to look at me again?"
They devoted themselves to protecting this country and defended it to the death. The barbarians slashed at him with knives without blinking an eye, but in the end they were crippled by their own people.
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Although this article is finished, I will still continue to fight on the front line of polluting readers' eyes!
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