The stars are as faint as a dream, and the green grass is as blurred as the past life. He listens to the prosperity of the world alone, silently witnesses the vicissitudes of the sea, and turns around silently after being shattered in an instant, but suddenly finds that millions of lights are blooming quietly, and each beam reflects his shadow...
I don't know how much time passed, so long that nothingness became boring. He silently recalled the past events, so many, so messy, but still clear.
"Don't forget, okay?" He said with a smile.
No one responded.
"That's good." He nodded.
It was as if countless lives were shouting hoarsely in his ears: We were here! We're still here!
A simple story, pure sword intent, filling the soul with the wind, and heading towards the end of destiny with a sigh-like smile...
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