Several Years Have Passed in the World, Some People Have Sobered up and Some Have Returned Home

Although I just wrote it casually, I feel quite satisfied with myself. After reading these two martial arts short stories, I thought it was pretty good to leave a paw print~

I discovered it suddenly, it makes me feel good, I hope the martial arts will not die

It's pretty good. When you talk about the big shots, who are the big shots? When you talk about the princes and generals, who are the big shots? When you talk about the minor characters, they are not the minor characters. Everything is just a stupid dog.

The world is full of turbulence and turbulence. Once I enter the world, time rushes forward. I am chatting and laughing about the emperor's hegemony. I am overwhelmed by the drunkenness of life. He raised his sword while riding astride and swung the ghost rain, causing bones as white as a mountain bird to fly away in fright. Things in the world are like tides and people are like water. Only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.