Life hangs on a thread, and a hero falls from the sky.
When she first heard about the greatness of the world, she was determined to make her way into the world.
After ten years of hard work, she was a servant, an apprentice, and a helper.
There is no entanglement of love and hate, no grudges and grudges, and no... Jianghu.
Could it be that the world I glimpsed when I was young only exists in the mouths of heroes?
Fortunately, there are still rivers and lakes under the rivers and lakes.
After twenty years of silence, the clouds trace the darkness.
·Good causes have no good consequences, so proceed with caution
Intention: Presumption of possibility
