Before the age of thirty, I thought that as long as a sword in my hand could kill ghosts and gods, I didn't believe in the sky, I didn't believe in the sword, I only believed in the sword in my hand, the sword traveled the river, and I stood with my back hand, which is a simple sentence that can be said to be as good as I can say how many good families Meijuan tossed and turned on this portrait of you.
The children of the rivers and lakes said that the rivers and lakes at that time, the rivers and lakes at that time, the world at that time, and the world's famous swords seemed to be just synonyms for setting off your elegance, the first in the world, the leader of the sword, and what did you not get, "The swordsman in the world is the only one Li Chungang, and the world's famous sword is the only one in my Trojan horse and a cow," and how to despise the world's spirit You think that you can be invincible in the world for half a year, but how did you ever think that you met the green robe in your life, once you thought that the husband was born in troubled times, he should "raise the sword and change the sky, and the horizontal sword corpse is all over the field" so that it makes sense to live, but when you stab out that sword, the green robe with the same technique to the sky didn't even dodge, you finally panicked, you don't know why, why this woman is so infatuated, you think you never gave a promise, why is she so when she lies in your arms and says that sentence with a smile" Heaven doesn't give birth to you, Li Chungang is really boring, that, "You finally understand that in fact, she is just here to beg for death, and dying in your arms is her best interpretation of relief and love for you and herself, because she understands that how can you stay for a woman with the world in your heart, have you ever thought that she will spend countless nights practicing swordsmanship just so that you can one day see her, but love to forget yourself is not a kind of sadness You yourself are doubting your own sword path when you are in a mess on the demon slaying platform, the sword is not moving forward because you have thoughts, the realm is falling down, and you lost to Wang Xianzhi, at that time, you thought you were not the Li Chungang who felt that the world was the only one, I couldn't help but wonder if that sword didn't stab her, and then the one who died would be the second Wang Xianzhi in the world after ri The severed arm, whether it is to cut off all the glory of the past I don't know who has the ability to trap you in the listening cháo pavilion for twenty years, I think it's just your own painting as a prison, a sword on the bank of the Guangling River, a sword immortal kneeling in the reeds, as if you are still the same you, or the sword leader who makes the swordsmen in the world unsè, but the years, in addition to making you become a bad old man in sheepskin, but also let you understand that some regrets are really heavier than this rivers and lakes, Looking at the familiar umbrella scene on the snow floor, she finally understood why the green robe was so affectionate to you, in fact, she just didn't want to have regrets, she didn't want to watch you from afar forever, she wanted to enter your world, but the only way to do it was to die like that, if the sky didn't give birth to you, what else did Li Chungang mean to her, a gentle "sword comes" Li Chungang re-entered the land sword fairyland.
Go to Emperor Wu City with Xiao Fengnian, this seems to be a reincarnation, a reincarnation that is too long and too long, "Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang came to visit the East China Sea, and borrowed the sword of the city to fight with you" This river and lake seems to have been waiting for this battle since he left, the clouds of the nine heavens drooped, and the waters of the four seas were standing, when the sword opened the gate of heaven, the smile of "this sword opened the gate of heaven to kill you Wang Xianzhi" At that moment, it seems that this river and lake is not old, at that moment you seem to be still the sword and walk, contempt for the common people's free swordsman.
On the bank of the Guangling River, a sword is crossed by two thousand six, who in the world still dares to say that Deng Tai'a is the new sword god, but the years really make this river and lake old, "the red face is not there, how can I sigh that I am born with white hair" The woman is still like this, not to mention the old man who used all his strength to pick his feet.
In the end, you returned to the original place, this life, this river and lake, as if because of you and become so detached, when sitting in the small hut, looking at the pond of the red carp that has long disappeared, will you regret it But I think there is no one in this world who can make your sword full of thoughts, There are no regrets, this river and lake, there have been friends like Wang Xianzhi, and there has been this green robe and decided to fall in love, how can you regret it, but you are lonely, because this river and lake really does not have you in nostalgia, "How can I, Li Chungang, decay and die of old age, how can there be a day when I can't lift the sword, how can I be willing to give you up and fly to the sky, is there anything more boring than being a fairy?"
Then the last sword was given to that Deng Tai'a, as if the sword of the cloud crossing was just at hand, and as if in fact, at this moment you have no nostalgia for the sword, how can there be regrets in such a life In fact, whether this river and lake remembers or will not remember you, you have made the sword way the master of this river and lake, and only you can interpret the swordsman to the extreme, I want to close your eyes again, the moment you hold that little hand, you know that she has actually been waiting for you, never left...
The sword traveled the river and read the sea, raised the sword and asked the sky with a smile
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