Wu Gou: the Sword Roars Yan Shuo, Which Is Derived from the Genius Seed

In Jinling City, the Phoenix Tower, which has been baptized by three dynasties, still stands, with an old man and a young man lying lazily on it. Gu You: "You have returned to Beijing to inherit such a great empire. Uncle Gu, I still have to go to Jubei to guard the border for you." Cui Wanqing: "That's right. If it were me, I wouldn't go. Let Xiaobai and his family guard their own home." Ning Shaobai: "In that case, I will strip you of the title of Heroine General when I go back alone." Cui Wanqing (pulling Ning's ears): "Ning Xiaobai's wings are stiff, right?" Ning Shaobai: "Protect me, protect me!" Old Man Xu: Hey, don't squeeze the old man down... Oops, my old waist. ------------------ You look up to the high hall and I look up to the dust. The spring grass in Jinling is not as deep as hoofs. The corpses and bones outside Jubei City are cold, and the noble family is still young at night. The quenched red tassel binds the blue dragon, the roar of the sword fills the sad wind. The young man's liver and gallbladder are hung with Wu hooks, and he drinks horses from the North Sea and is full of romance.