Born in Baiyunmen, the earth is bound to people of grass and trees.
This is the road of dust, so what is the difference between yin and yang?
A story, a dream.
A broken sword, a person.
At a very long time, the man in red clothes turned his head, parted his lips slightly, and read out the last few words to him. After that, the arrogant red disappeared into the distance where the water and the sky met - the young man had a feeling for a moment that they would never meet again.
The world is inherently dangerous, where can there be no dust?
But I saw that his eyes were clear and clear, as if he was looking across the sky, sea, clouds and abyss. He looked at Furyeng in front of him and shouted: "Sword coming!"
Life is like a dream, how much joy is there?
There are thousands of ways of reincarnation, just think of them.
He was the only one in the world who went to the sea of dust and looked back inadvertently——
"Half is destined to be a cultivator and half is destined to be a king."