A Sword Is Made for One Man

The words are flashy and full of nonsense. After reading the introductory chapter, I felt unhappy and let it go.

Ari comes to read this masterpiece!!!

Congratulations to the boss for breaking one million words!

The autumn wind blows, the yellow leaves fall to the ground, and it is a sad farewell. Autumnal equinox, noon, sunny The old man looked at the falling autumn leaves with only memories in his eyes. The sword rises in the clouds and dances in the wind, and the stars fall. The young madman is now famous, and the famous guests in the world are dead. How this scene looks at each other at this time. The old man looked at the young man who appeared and held the sword in his hand tighter. The young man flicked the sword, and the sound of the sword was like the roar of a dragon. "You killed my master's master more than thirty years ago. Isn't it an exaggeration for me to kill you today?" The young man's eyes were gentle, and there was no hint that he was here to kill anyone. The old man said: Isn't it wrong to be so insidious at such a young age? The young man laughed, clutching his stomach and laughing. Before his laughter fell, he said with a smile: Thirteen kills with one sword, a life-killer from a hundred miles of impermanence, a hundred miles of constant, sinister words coming out of your mouth really surprised me. The old man looked at the young man expressionlessly. The smile on the young man's face disappeared, he looked at the old man indifferently and said: Take action, otherwise you will forget how to use the sword when you go to hell. Anger appeared on the old man's face. The young man turned around and left, saying lightly: You lost! The old man looked at the young man's retreating back and spat out a mouthful of old blood. He lost, completely. The body is easily confused if the spirit is agitated and the mind is agitated. If you don't take action, you will lose three points. If you move, you will die.

This month's update has been completed. The date when this book will be suspended is unknown.

I have no literary talent, and it took me a lot of effort to read it, but I finally finished reading this preface. Like, praise, praise, praise.

It's so sad. I'm so busy. I've stopped updating.

The west wind says bitter brew Empty palace, empty words, wine and sleep I mistakenly borrowed the west wind to send the red beauty Don't step into the empty palace and fill the garden with prisoners I laugh at the west wind tirelessly The wind and the empty palace year after year Thousands of reincarnations, endless hardships Give up thoughts about the next life and end up in this world

Small map, the big map is not finished yet

I have a feeling that you are going to write off a certain character who has been around for a long time.