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Kill the demon god, fight the demon general, kill the martial master, destroy the martial saint, break the sky in another world, and be the best in the world. Volume 1: Facing the blue clouds, meeting for the first time. Love at first sight is unforgettable. White clothes, beautiful face and tears. Who is the love for in the nine heavens? The east wind is evil, the joy is deep. The martial saint is killed in anger, just because the love is deep. Volume 2: Storms are rising in Wanjie Mountain; three spiritual warriors compete with talented people. In the way of the Yin soldiers, hundreds of ghosts roam; the saint comes and scatters thousands of souls.

A lamp of separation and sorrow, lonely in front of the window, since the temple is dying, the descendants have not left, the full moon is lonely, revisiting the old place, waking up in the middle of the night, tears, the candle is empty, leaving a pot of wandering, wandering around the world, difficult to enter the throat, after the king is gone, the wine warms me, who is thin, the water flows eastward for three days Spring is like a dream, from whom the flowers bloom, but in the wrong house, the east wind breaks, the years are wandering, and the time is confused, the piano is quiet, the people are quiet, the pipa sings, the east wind breaks the maple, dyes the red dust, who can see through the fence, the old road was desolate, the smoke was full of grass, the years have flown away. －Su Shi's "East Wind Breaks"

A lamp of separation and sorrow, lonely in front of the window, since the temple is dying, the descendants have not left, the full moon is lonely, revisiting the old place, waking up in the middle of the night, tears, the candle is empty, leaving a pot of wandering, wandering around the world, difficult to enter the throat, after the king is gone, the wine warms me, who is thin, the water flows eastward for three days Spring is like a dream, from whom the flowers bloom, but in the wrong house, the east wind breaks, the years are wandering, and the time is confused, the piano is quiet, the people are quiet, the pipa sings, the east wind breaks the maple, dyes the red dust, who can see through the fence, the old road was desolate, the smoke was full of grass, the years have flown away. －Su Shi's "East Wind Breaks"