knife
I have a knife,
Unsheathed,
Three years of practice,
Heirloom tricks,
Smell the chicken dancing,
Practice at night until dawn,
Sweeping up the fallen leaves,
Flash with oblique stroking,
Suddenly settled down,
Like thunder disturbing,
Hands walking at will without a shadow,
Looking back at the vertical splitting wind whistle,
A short drink of great joy,
The ghosts of the town cry wolf howl,
Twenty rivers and lakes are famous,
The Death of Evil Charm in the Region,
Pick the Hero Invincible,
Charge into the enemy and flee,
Frost stained sideburns twilight,
Secluded in the mountains and forests,
There are a number of disciples,
All are tuned at will,
One or two famous Yang,
The Four Seas,
more alcohol,
Don't say old,
And look at my knife,
Knife bodyless,
Approached,
Hidden in the heart,
And giggle
Due to the 300-word limit, the number of words in this article is insufficient, and the weapon spectrum is attached: sword, untitled
sword
Look at the sword
I have a good sword
The sword was frosty
Can cut uneven things
Evil smells are crazy
Drawing the sword did not come out of the cold of heaven and earth
The sword qi was in turmoil
A sword was swung out of The Clear
The sword fell into its sheath and there was no life
I hid the sword in my heart
The gods who keep it are determined
Laugh at the group of magic dancers
Cowardice is silent
Good sword
The number of words is still insufficient, but it is even more so, not enough 300 words to review it takes a day, and the kings forgive me