He took a sip of wine and sheathed his sword, and along the way he had seen the good men of the green forest in the rivers and lakes, and along the way he had drunk many good wines from many places, and he had come to see many sage books along the way, but he had never seen her along the way;
Maybe you are tired of the jianghu, or you may feel that you have not gone far enough, but you don't think you can't find her. As he walked, he felt that the sky was big but he couldn't think of home, the good wine had no taste, and the bucket was pressed down a little lower.
Since then, the Shubian Great Wall has added a soulless scholar swordsman.
"Fighting the Sword"
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