Fighting for hegemony in the world, wars continue. These are troubled times.
Drinking and singing, riding horses together. It's the world of mortals.
When we met in the market, he was Rocky, personable and gentle. Every move is extraordinary and fresh. She is Ning, the moon is closed and the flowers are shy, and she stands gracefully. Every smile is captivating.
When facing each other on the battlefield, he is Yingluo, a jade tree facing the wind, brave and good at fighting. He is the mighty king who rules the world. She is Ningxue, a heroic and heroic princess who fights for her country.
He stroked the side of her sleeping face and sighed softly: "Do you still remember Rocky?"
She looked into his red eyes and said decisively, "I am not your Ningxue. Your Ningxue has been killed by your own hands a long time ago!"
He thought he could find her. She thought she could forgive him. But it's just that the human face has disappeared, and the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
In front of the military formation, she looked at Nuo Xuan's fiery red pupils, fiery red hair, and innocent smile that seemed familiar, and couldn't help but ask herself, "Why are you doing this..."
On the battlefield, a dazzling red ball occupied his sight, and he froze in disbelief.
He looked at her crying and kneeling in front of his horse, "Please... Don't... That's Nuo Xuan! That's Nuo Xuan..."
Maybe it really doesn't matter who will dominate the world. In fact, what I want is just to hold my hand and grow old together with you.
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