Liyang

There are few people in front of the Kunlun cliff, and the black sky and cold snow cover the stars. Even though he was sick, he still had nothing to do. The city is densely populated, and the white bones are still warm and the sword shines brightly. The chasm in the world binds heroes, and the deep cliffs cover thousands of people's backbones. Just one thought throughout the ages. The turbid wind is dim, and the singing and dancing of orioles have ceased. When a person is sick, he asks God if he knows. He does not ask God to know but he knows it himself. Take the long bow and iron sword, and bring out the spirit of youth, There is no way to swing the sword to defeat the monsters. The sky is stained with blood, the clouds are stronger than the glass, and the morning sun is exhausted.