Qice Mountains and Rivers

In the golden tower of the Chonglou, there is an undercurrent surging; In the spring night of Jinzhang, the ecstasy corrodes the bones of the mandarin duck game; Between the glint of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the shadow of white robes and blood spilled over the rivers and mountains. Father and son deceive each other, siblings are suspicious of each other, Climbing high and looking far away, the cold is piercing the bones. Suddenly looking back, all I can see is dead bones...