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The breeze blows through the sky, and the iron-blooded and heroic travels in the rivers and lakes. In the Wulin, there are more worries than snow. I wield my sword to cut down the sky. --What is a hero?

There are endless joys, angers, sorrows and joys, and there are endless joys and sorrows. Watching the everlasting fragrance lasts forever, but the world will always be in a state of flux. Looking into the distance, the eyes are full of stars. Take courage and move forward bravely, just for the youthful dream in your heart.