Chapter 4 Poetry: Dragon Wars

Dragon Wars is unmatched

Achilles' heel, blood-drinking dragon's roar

The suffering of reincarnation in the other world, the Chu of the flood and wilderness

Mottled years and years, people are broken and missing

The wind and snow are real, and the logging is clanging

The tomahawk is sonorous, and the early bloom is late frost

Love has been booming and booming, and the pen is walking dragon and snake Tiangang

The dragon clan is a peerless boy, and he has been in the blue and white Xuantang since he was a child

Since he was a child, he was a god and a desolate

The sun is blazing in the forest of all souls, and the water of the mountain stream is a wolf

The thousand-year-old frontier phoenix, the flame of tolerance

The unparalleled god emperor of the ages, the empty valley resounded in the wilderness

A thousand words, Yu Meng's side Wen corridor

Occasionally lonely and old, occasionally born hesitant

Longing beyond the forest, longing for the moon

The sky should be used as a bed, and the throne of magic sound should be a wall

Wushuang joked about the world, laughing and scolding

Wushuang does not know the evil spirit, and Wushuang does not know the damnation

Thoughts turned into years, lonely and lonely

Wushuang stepped on the snow and was not cold, and Wushuang fell into the hole

Ancient dragons, rivers and lakes, ancient dragons, quiet and scorching empty cities

Wushuang was speechless, how could he see this ancient dragon

This keel plate is huge and wobbly

Wushuang's heart fell into the city, and he felt very strange

The phoenix is reborn, but don't forget peace of mind

The phoenix opera peony is hoarse, and there is no equal

The smoke is clear, and the beacon fire is continuous

Coincidentally, the silkworm was hollowed out, and Shangguan Momei was bronze

The evil wind is galloping, and the years are devastating

Wushuang has a city in his heart, and he sleeps all night

I happened to meet Mo Mei, and the blood in my chest gushed like a dragon

The sky is thunderbolt and the earth is red, and a devil falls in the middle

Purgatory Flood War Armor, Blood Knife Red Eyes and Green Pupils

This demon is known as the Heavenly Wolf, and there are thousands of ghost dragons behind him

The eyes are from hell, and the hands are from the heavens

Men destroy all beasts, and dance sins and destroy good people

The flowers fall against the river, and the snow falls and the thunder falls

Broken, messy, broken, annihilated, reincarnated

Wushuang is fearful, and Momei whitewashes Momei

The human wheel is heavy, and the sky is silent

Look for white feathers in the flat details, and look for black ice in the concave and convex colors

Wushuang climbed to the end of the world, and Momei stopped to accompany him

The battle of the wolf is windy, laughing and scolding all his life

Justice is as clear as the wind, and the years go by

The eyebrows are depressed and clear, and Wolong sleeps in the sky

Thousands of years and thousands of years have passed, and the sky is sunny after the rain

Hate the clouds and the wind is green, and it has sunk for thousands of years

Why did he give birth to me, and who gave birth to me?

The dragon's blood renders the god of war, and the dragon fights the unparalleled sky

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