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The stars are coming Holding the scepter in hand, stepping on the stars, the blue clouds in the world are my way; Wearing a white robe, thousands of troops and horses, mountains of bones and rivers of blood, I laugh alone. Sexually bloodthirsty, blood soaked in the chest; Holding the destiny of heaven, everything is like a green light. As soon as I opened my eyes, the sky changed dramatically, and the sky above my head was in my heart. Hunting horses passed by in the yellow sand, lying drunk on the border waiting for dawn. Take a journey and write the legend of the stars! I am the Emperor of the Stars--Yang Xingming