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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