The wise man fights his heart.
The border fortress is filled with flying sand, and the tigers and wolves in the dragon palace are competing for power.
The silver spear broke through Chang'an Fu, and the desert looked back at the hero from afar.
No matter how charming and gentle the road is, the snow eagle can fly high with its iron wings.
It stirred up midnight's lifelong hatred, and the flesh and blood had killed each other for no reason.
An empty promise of blood oath is a foolish dream, and a wisp of fragrant soul is in full bloom.
I just say calmly after the big waves, and I have no words to wait for history to discuss the rise and fall.
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The emotional interpretations of both you and me are all intrigues and plots.
The protagonists are all heartless people, and they are not kind.
Killing in the heart and dying will not lead to a happy ending.
Cause and effect.