That Man, That Sword, That Wandering

Many years later, a man stood on the Zhuxian Platform, his handsome cheeks covered with vicissitudes of life, and his aloof eyes revealed the desolation of an old cow. The stars in his eyes faded away, and the sun and the moon lost their brilliance. Rivers of blood flowed around him, and mountains of bones formed. The emperor's sword, Qishan wind, thousands of miles of yellow sand buried Chaoge. The moon in a foreign country means the person you like. Traveling thousands of miles to mountains and rivers