The Last Saint of Mankind

He once pointed his sword towards the sky, and he also cut through the violent waves with his sword. The floating dust in the sea returns to a dream, and I lie down in Hanchuan after being drunk. Look up to the sky and howl, the wind and clouds rise, and ride the wind thousands of miles in the sky. Dreams of wearing bright clothes and angry horses, but who doesn't live in the world when he's young? ——"Become a God in One Night"