The wooden sword is of ordinary quality, but is made in a handsome hand.
A night of leisurely art-seeking, filled with magical stars.
The sword energy is tested for strength, but ten miles is not enough.
If you are not a deceiver, why should you be a Taoist?
It is suitable to fall into the hands of Jingxia Xia, and my heart is comforted and peaceful.
There is a young man in Qingshan who is hunting for this talent.
I'll be by your side at dusk, and we'll work together to catch the pig monster.
Alas! This heart and mind follow the three kings, and you can find the middle way and abandon me as if you were with me!
Don't you remember, I was caressing the beautiful woman's clothes by the pond of white lotus in green clothes?
Don't you remember, the beautiful shadows are swaying on the bright moonlit night, and the young man's love is fixed on me as proof?
Don't you remember, you are wearing a red dress and looking at Shu Han, you are suspicious of your feelings and I am surprised?
How can you safely throw me into your luggage once you encounter a divine weapon?
Three and two pennies were returned to the pawn shop, and the sword was about to burst and the body was covered in dust.
Although the magic sword is sharp to suppress demons, the beauty weeps beside the sword-forging furnace.
I hope that Shuxi and Yao will have supernatural powers, and they will sigh in front of the Qingzhong grave.
An is like me, a common thing, and my whole mind will help you and your body will not be harmed.