The battlefield shrouded in blood, with arrows piercing through the sky,The bow I cast, the arrow I taught, ultimately pierced through my heart.The melodious singing goes through the deep forest and rushes into it recklesslyThe poison you poisoned, the poison you planted, has become a dream that you
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Once again, never again
Three coincides with the return of old friends
Two will eventually have ups and downs
Four long months of short-term joy
The seven songs have ended and the love has come to an end
Eight lightning bolts startle like thunder and lightning
Six hurries are also amazed and admired
Ten winds share my sorrow with me
Jiu Hongchen has a story to tell
Twelve North Seas with Snow Flying
There are visitors outside the Eleven Dust
A kind-hearted person who returns at thirteen nights
22 Green Plum Boiled Strong Wine
Twenty three Blood Writes a New Chapter
Twenty seven stories have two emotions
Sixteen old cities accompanied by turbid wine
Eighteen snowflakes return without a source
Nineteen Dust Faces Hair Frost
Twenty bright moons accompany the solitary cold
21 Shennongke Hurry
The twenty-four moons do not read bitterness
Meeting Sangyu in the Eastern Corner of the 25th
Fifteen Small Market Self Wind Flows
26. There are distant guests in leisure time
Fourteen Old Seas Returned to Xinjiang
Five sorrows and emotions
Twenty eight sighs, returning home
Seventeen years of rebirth, yet a new beginning
At thirty, the sound of the wind drowned in light words
31 Dreams Surprisingly Not Awakening
Thirty two old grievances never end
Twenty nine idle sitting at the top of the small moon
Thirty six desperate situations do not bring spring
Thirty seven winds and two seas diverge
Thirty eight sandstorms continue a new chapter
Forty one heard of Xiao Xiao elsewhere
Forty two beautiful twin girls
Forty three old scenery and new owner
Forty four is listening to old troubles
Thirty nine floating seas reflect true emotions
The People in the Forty Six Stories
Fifty old mistakes are always worth it
Fifty one mountains deeply sigh
Forty eight mountains meet her mountains
Fifty two, a light taste of astringency and separation
Fifty three red flames falling with golden roar
55 Yangshan North Fall
59. Old grudges are difficult to end
At sixty, the wind cools and waves rise
61. Long Wind Hidden Cold Needle
Novel Introduction
The battlefield shrouded in blood, with arrows piercing through the sky,The bow I cast, the arrow I taught, ultimately pierced through my heart.The melodious singing goes through the deep forest and rushes into it recklesslyThe poison you poisoned, the poison you planted, has become a dream that you dare not enter even in life or death,Silent determination requires no confession,A cruel turn without a responseI used all my life to perform a clearing scene