Flying leisurely over Qiuyuan, I test the sound of shooting alone into the cold clouds.
The Xia Ming sword on the bowed back shines on the frost, and the horse comes out of Xianyang in the autumn wind.
When the young boy Shen Zong was tracking Guo Biao, known as the "Sparrowhawk of Jiangbei", he met Xu Xun for the first time in Bianliang. From then on, the two joined hands and moved forward side by side.
It's just that the road ahead is long, the world is dangerous, and there is also a lingering feeling in my heart, but how to deal with it and how to explain it?