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This is a parting story. It's a different story too. Use the sword as a mirror and power as a living. Zhou Yin, Zhou Yin, do you want Zhou or Yin? If you clearly know that God has determined your destiny, can you have the courage to face your destiny and make your life worthwhile? When you wake up from the dream, it's time to go back. But you have to choose whether you are alive or dead. Zhou Yin, Zhou Yin, do you want Zhou or Yin?

Where is Jianghu? There is frost and snow, there is wind and rain, there is sin, there is love and hatred. Some have died, some are in their prime, some are unknown, some have come to light, and some still have ghosts of injustice wandering around. Jiangxue, which has existed for hundreds of years, is now just a shelter. Hundreds of years of loyalty have become a stain on the wind and rain. A century of tenderness and chivalry, the planning of grudges can turn right and wrong upside down in a moment, and the living and the dead. Is it a person or a knife, is it love or hate, is it ambition or is it fame. Living corpse, love doll, reputation, self-deception, pitiful and hateful. There are storms in the scam, and the rain is manipulated to cause thunder. There are endless stories about the rivers and lakes on the Songjiang River, and there are painful anecdotes about the rivers and lakes among knights. He is not a zombie. He crossed the rivers and lakes with passion and a glance at the plum blossoms in the river. I came to pick plum branches at night and heard about the affairs of the world. The sound of snow whispers, saying that it is the day of struggle.

Whose nonsense is so frightening? Whoever drew whose sword killed his enemy. Who has forgotten who he is and what he is tied to. You say 30% of truth and 70% of falsehood, but you also say that true is false and false is true. What is fraud and what is a bureau? You stirred up life and death, and even shed tears to ask the sky. If everything in the dream is true, if everything is false, if everything cannot be lived from scratch, if you and I are both pawns, if this game is not set for you. Then this is a joke. No, this is a big lie. Standing in front of the truth, you have to answer a question: Do you want to die for the real thing, or to live a fake life? You pull on the strings of fate and say, there must be some fraud! Dying on the sword of truth, you still said that the sky has eyes.