Everyone in the world knows that he is an evil friend, and he is a treacherous person, so he should not be left behind. It is difficult to find out the number of souls killed by the sword. It is a pity that these rumors are endless. If you want to distinguish the truth from the false, and if you want to know the reason, let me share the wine with you and tell you the beginning. The horse-drawn carriage was running down the street, and the young man had his fingers broken off. From then on, he abandoned his good deeds and changed his ways to act recklessly. He did not hesitate to step on a bloody corpse. It was not too late to know who would support the guest and help him practice the ghost way. We swore an oath under the peonies. Everyone in the world is a bad friend, and you cannot keep a raccoon dog. Who is good at dancing with long sleeves, and has gained fame and fortune? But I am afraid that these rumors will never stop, and I will hate you for a long time without receiving God's blessing. Let me play the piano and sing a song with you. Falling from the high platform, leaving the innocent body behind, working step by step, the ice heart is covered with dust, the opportunity is just around the corner, meeting each other for the first time, but it seems like we are reunited with old friends, mutual benefit and mutual dependence, one is overt and the other is dark, there is no need to hang around to kill enemies, the world is just a bad friend, cannot stay with the same deeds, and who knows how to hate, think, and not ask for. If you want to say that the story is old, chasing the light and the moon, it still hurts now, you might as well go back and lick the wounds together, who touched his eyebrows with cinnabar, who once met under the peony flower, laughed and teased after death, even if he was a ghost, he was also romantic, and they all recognized each other as evil friends and colluded together. Why don't I stay angry? I recall holding hands in the busy city, as if we were thousands of years apart. We talked about everything and drank wine. We drank in Lanling and had a carefree night. I wish I could drink again. I am still like a young boy wandering around. I let others laugh and scold me. I don't care about the bad reputation. I have no worries after death. I am lucky to have such a friend. 11. "Death Under the Peony Flowers" How to Stop Whiteness Xue Chengmei with a Sweet Mouth and a Sword in a Smile x Jin Guangyao Minesweeper with a Sword Hidden in a Smile: BE, if you don't like bad friends, don't turn left, the writing is scum, so be careful.