The Prodigal Son Yinuo's Wandering Waves Are Lost

The sword can kill or live. Whether the sword skill is a killing skill or a self-defense skill depends on the person using the sword... The sky is green and the grass and trees are deep, the eyes are red and blood is flowing, the shadows of swords and swords are misty, and the resentment is overwhelming. Duckweed is a prodigal son, carrying a sword and singing while singing, the rain of blood passes by, and the world is locked with a roar... It doesn't matter if you are as rich as your country, but you are lonely even if you are full of love. The sword is the promise in your heart, and the Tao is the outer box of the promise. However, your noble son is wandering in the world, watching the changes with a smile, holding a sword to break the mystery... I am in the Cao camp, my heart is in the Han Dynasty, the sky is cloudy and the mountains and rivers are cloudy. Where is the soul of King Lanling now? A ghost song disappears after entering the battle. A young man from a foreign country, with a heart rooted in China, coldly facing thousands of people, and standing with a sword to keep his true heart... Three people and three swords have different paths and cherish each other. The dragnet and the earth are like a good chess game, with all the interlocking plots and scheming, the soul of a wild and unruly prodigal, and all dangers cannot stop a single promise.