Gshengdu

Dedication, floating thoughts in this world. God, people in the world have shallow feelings. Jin Lanxian, hate Yue Laoqiang only as a red thread. Cut off the continuum of friendship and bind the cocoon of love for a lifetime. Qian, a gentleman is healthy. Sword, drinking blood and screaming to the sky. Yunzhongxian, because of the word "righteousness", his soul was cut off from nine points of light. Only hatred enters the heart and remains obsessed with life. In the Zhuxian Hall, the returning sword owes life and death, and I shed tears to pay homage. Sleeping at the bottom of the pool, for seventeen years, the clouds were silent, and the mountains and seas moved. The stars lurk, the waves appear, respect the night sky, and then kill the immortals. Playing the strings freely, walking through the mountain stream, the blood-stained black hair fades. Slaughtering all the black and yellow space between heaven and earth, I still have warm thoughts. A jade ring is held in the mouth with a knot of grass. Farewell to you again!