A long time ago, when I had a vague understanding of martial arts, I liked to put knives and swords together. I thought knives and swords were fascinating weapons. Men hold knives and women use swords. One is strong and the other is soft. It is very beautiful.
The fantasy has become far away. I gradually grew up and came into contact with many types of novels, but finally returned to martial arts. One river and lake, one spirit, weaving complicated stories. However, today, I regained the fantasy I once had. A knife, a sword, turned into ice liver and snow gallbladder, and let the knife and sword tell this long story...
This story was originally called, because I occasionally go back to Jinjiang to wander around, so I also posted it here. By the way, I like it better~~ Haha, let's take a look.