Waving the wind and clouds, the mountains and rivers are shaking.

The prancing horse gallops, and the iron bones cast heroes.

Warm and soft as water, red face Yu Ji Xiao.

From the Hongmen banquet, how can there be a Han Dynasty.

After the defeat and return to Jiangdong, it will definitely be re-conquered.

It's just because the promise is first, and there is no shame to see the father.

The Wujiang sword was stained with blood, and a generation of male souls disappeared.

Rolling for thousands of years, the fierce wolf smoke burns.

The general of the battle was angry, shaking his gun and stabbing the bold.

Heroes are more than rain, and strong men are like cow hairs.

Whoever is comparable can climb high.

If Yingjun is here, Hu Lu will flee from the wind.

There is no smoke burning in the borderlands, and the people are not disturbed.

Now on the peaceful day, the overlord hides the sword and sword.

Anger does not rush to the crown, and the elderly are quiet and peaceful.

If a war starts, reload your swords.

Straddle the horse with a roar, killing him and nowhere to escape.

If you dare to offend me again, you will never spare the sword and gun.

The dignified Yan Huang Sun is poured with iron bones.

The projectile is in the east, and I want to prick the hair.

With a wave of his hand angrily, the Jedi does not fly birds.

It's too late to be cold, and the ghost doesn't cry wolf.

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