The sword cuts across the Western Region, the desert is thousands of miles away, and ghosts roam everywhere. Ask Jiangnan Desert, who is the hero? A group of lords compete for supremacy and cause chaos in the country. A human being but not a human being? Not a ghost but a ghost? Let the descendants of Jiangshan tell you! The blood of the setting sun, the horse whistling, the blood of the setting sun, let's talk about the past.
The wind and rain are rolling over the mountains, gently blowing away the autumn frost and dust. Sigh that the country is not old, the temples are white with snow and frost, a hundred years of promise will live up to your heart.
The sun sets over the long river, I travel alone in the Gobi Desert, and I travel in the autumn wind with my proud sword and wild sword. Tianshan Mountain is far away, and you can see eagles soaring and tigers roaring, and beacon smoke rising in the sky.
