Xihan

------------------2010.8.21. Notice Dear friends. I revised the second chapter and added some content You can watch it again. Group hug~ -------------------------------------------------------- He is the most elegant and calm young man in the world. Behind such advanced martial arts, such terrifying subordinates, and such gentle eyes as moonlight, there is the heaviest responsibility. She is the most beautiful and carefree woman in the world. What kind of mysterious identity is behind her outstanding beauty, martial arts and intelligence. She and he were intertwined in life and death and cherished each other heart to heart. "We have agreed that when this troubled world ends, we will talk glibly every day, eat delicious food all over the world, travel to the beautiful scenery all over the world, and live a life of romance and romance, okay?" Good or not This is their most beautiful vow. Little did he know that it would be so far and so difficult to fulfill this vow. The hell fire in the Shura world is burning raging, and the manjus and sandalwoods blooming in the Santu River are more charming than blood. There once was a young master who was as gentle as the spring breeze in April in the south of the Yangtze River. The cherry blossoms on the trees were falling and he smiled tenderly at her. "I'll take you to see an eternal spectacle." There once was a woman who was so enchanting that she held her hand and gave her a piece of baked pastry that was charred and had some eggshells on it. "We have agreed that we, sisters, are not blessed to be born in the same year, same month and same day, but we have agreed to die together." There was once a young man who was as heroic as the breeze and as bright as the fire. He laughed and looked into her eyes seriously, "From now on, you are my master. You must not leave me anywhere. On the road to hell, I will use a silver needle to test whether Meng Po Tang is poisonous." Jianghu, troubled times, battlefield, world Along the way, they trampled the blood and tears on the ground Can you finally hold your hand?