Emperors died one after another. Who wanted to exterminate the Jin and Yuan Li families?
Can the addition of Wang with a different surname calm this strange "death" crisis?
One hundred and twenty jars of peach blossom wine buried under the peach blossom trees in Yingshan have witnessed an oath that cannot be broken.
"There are close friends in the sea, and they are like neighbors to the end of the world. Inaction is on the wrong road, and children share the same fate."
"Zhiyun, if I have a close friend like you, this life is enough." "Is it enough? You haven't even finished drinking Yingshan's 120 jars of peach blossom wine with me, Lin Huai'an, you can't say it's enough yet."
When the wind and rain come to an end, you will know the situation. For a moment of glory, I sigh and realize myself.
One hundred and twenty jars of peach blossom wine, exchange for a best friend, and now, there will be no regrets in life.
Intention: We know each other all over the world, and we know how many people can know each other.