The snow is dying
"The Qingfeng in the palm of his hand is only three feet, and he can easily defeat the five mountains." —The Young Prodigal Son
"I don't have to expect even the slightest moral expectation from anyone, because every one of them is indistinguishable." - The Roar
of the Trapped Beast "I hereby swear that I will bear this heavy responsibility, and I will not welcome my lord, and I swear...... Don't give it back! "Hey
, fool, I want you to go with me." - Xizi has a beautiful woman, but the heart is cold
Five years ago, Qin Huang fought against the army, the blood flowed in the battlefield, and the undercurrent outside the battle array was turbulent, a strange assassination that shocked the world changed the fate of countless people five years later-the gentleman actually learned to be chivalrous; The peerless Tianjiao became an outcast of fate overnight; The weak woman's immature shoulders are burdened with the survival of her family and country; The pearl of the wealthy family longs for freedom in the outside world, but has witnessed countless times that people are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help ......
What should be used to resist the trick of fate? Supreme power? Or a scorching sword in your hand? Or a brave army? Or a mountain of gold and silver ......
So they each stepped into the rivers and lakes, using their own hands to find answers.
The snow is coming to an end, the snowy winter is coming to an end, and every soul should accept its own rebirth. 【Expand】【Collapse】
