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When you plant the most beautiful flowers on dry and hot land, it may become a permanent memory. However, that arrow hit the petals of memory. The arrow penetrates the flower and tears off the most hideous mask. Will the Great Light Palace remain as golden and dazzling as ever? Will your and my memories stay at the most beautiful moment? My arrows are sacrificed to the devil... Your mask contains your soul... Arrows are whistling-- Under the mask, you shed crystal clear tears. Actually-- At that moment, I also cried...

The sword market is hidden in the sword pavilion. The sword pavilion is secretly located in the sword ruins. The sword market is hidden from the world. Jiange is alone in the world. Jianxu was born by chance. The sword pavilion relies on the outside and the customs. Jiange---------- A secret place truly hidden in the dust of the world. An otherworldly, transcendent existence. A legend who abandoned the law, followed the trend, and built a new order. The Sword Pavilion is not only an extraterrestrial place where magical weapons are collected, but it is also the place with the largest collection of engraved classical books so far. It lays the foundation for the most famous cold weapons, martial arts techniques, and secret books from ancient times and ancient times, as well as myths, legends, and legendary eras. It also carries the most dazzling and splendid changes in the prosperous times of these five eras, as well as the tragic and tragic stories. And this story contains stories about people, swords, weapons of all kinds, and many birds and beasts among living beings. There are stories of love, stories of hate, stories of good, and stories of evil. Looking at the seven emotions and six desires, life is full of hardships, and almost all of them have been included in Jiange one by one. Not only that, according to rumors in the world, there is a volume of "Yizhi" stored in Jiange, and it is said that there are countless horrifying, strange and horrifying things recorded in it, ranging from ancient times to the legendary era. And to this day, they are still secretly collecting things that ordinary people have never heard of or seen. The sword pavilion reveals the scenery of the world and writes the history of the world. It is a Tao that is preached in the world and cultivated beyond the universe.

Thousands of years ago. The gods are forgotten, the magic spell is extinguished, and the road is dim. When everything turns to dust. There is so much helplessness hidden in that shrine that has been lost in the long river of time. Thousands of years later. Over the desert in the far north, five true dragons tore the world apart, and the sword of the ancient god landed on the mortal world. It just so happens that the oranges on the banks of the Huaihe River are ripe and sweet. It is rainy in Huainan this year, and the water in Huaihai is restless. Bluebirds rise against the waves and neigh in the southeast. The white dragon rises from the Huaihe River and looks down into the sky. And the sword edge, which had been hidden for thousands of years, lay across the southeastern side of the world. "I'm coming." The woman has white hair, a seven-foot-long sword hovering in front of her, her hands behind her back, she raises her eyes, and there is a sense of tranquility in her eyes looking at the world. "I knew you were coming, so I came." Zi Twelve responded after hearing this. "Emergency map..." The woman's voice paused slightly. "You..." "I planted it." Zi Twelve's voice was very calm, looking at the woman in the distance in the sky, "Are you afraid, Zi Wu?" "Are you going to die?" The woman looked slightly moved and said, "Are you afraid..."