He left the imperial capital wearing a green shirt with his sleeves down, his rusty sword cut through the clouds and the sky and earth were cold.
The Xiaoyao King Yunxiao, who had made great achievements in the world, was deposed by the empress as "treason" and left the capital in embarrassment.
Everyone in the world ridiculed: The former God of War has finally become a useless man.
Who knows?
That "rusty sword" that he carries with him is actually the life gate that secures the imperial city's ground and imprisons the ancient evil demon!
Behind his laziness cooking monsters, poetry and wine, there is an invincible state that can overturn mountains and rivers with a snap of his fingers!
As soon as he left, thunder exploded in the sky!
The earth's veins tremble, and the demonic roar breaks the seal!
The iron hoof of the northern border splits the border and knocks the pass!
The beacon of the empire can start a prairie fire in an instant!
When the empress's beauty has faded, she kneels down to beg the goat rider on the green mountain...
Yun Xiao chuckled: "We are separated by cloud and mud, so what do I care about the rise and fall?"
However, the common people cried blood.
He finally chanted softly with his fingers together - the poem became the sword energy flowing in the long river! The frost in the sleeves cracks the abyss!
From then on, he traveled freely around the world, laughing at the emperor and immortals with cups of tea and wine.
I would like to ask the heavens, who can rival me... A ray of poetic soul, half a foot of green front?
