One knife cuts through the road of life and death, and the cold blade kills all those who have betrayed their heart!
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I don't want to be a sword, I want to be a sword holder.
I don't want to be a chess piece, I want to be a chess player.
An ordinary person.
But I want to live out my life in this world.
The road ahead is unclear, and I don't know where the future is; I just walk step by step, and before I know it, I have experienced a storm and a different world.
On the thorny road, the world of mortals is far away; with clever moves, the steps reach the sky;
Ping the sea, traversing the rivers and lakes; clear blue sky, holding the sword in the sky.
