The so-called rivers and lakes are nothing more than washing my three-foot green blade with your blood, and using my sword to take off your seven-pound neck.
In the 25th century, a scientist traveled through time and became an assassin of the Ming Dynasty. He listened to the night rain in the rivers and lakes, visited the borders of the capital, spent seven years fighting the road of life and death, and traveled thousands of miles with blood under the moon. The high-spiritedness of youth, the ruthlessness of middle age, the rivers and lakes, a long road of no return, maybe the sun will never rise again tomorrow.
Intention: Create real martial arts, real Jianghu