The sword points to the country, the painting washes the ink and dyes, and I am fortunate to be with Jun Song in this life. Sad, forty years and a half of his life wandering, love is dead, loyalty and righteousness are separated, it is difficult to establish the spirit of the teacher, there are all kinds of grievances, how to say the pain?

Waiting for the king's ink robe to appear, the green silk wisps, cutting off the concern of others, the eyes are clear and the heart is clear, and the lonely light is still bright in the long night.

I didn't know the name of the king when I was dying, but I heard the gentleman's bitter words and get a sentence of 'sword and ink dye!', this voice went straight to the sky and the sky, this meaning is clear all over the world, and I have no grievances in this life... No regrets, right?

... Ink dyeing... Sword and Soul ...... Blood stains the country, ten thousand swords return to resentment, gather evil and fall into the devil's way, supreme into the gods, the world calls it Shura - sword and ink dyeing.

"Ink dyeing!" is a word that summons the sword, and ten thousand swords meet the body, and the sin is killed!

"None of you want to escape!" The sword slammed at everyone, and the land collapsed and the rivers were broken!

The world is so great that I only hate to see each other very late. I don't know if you know it

"The falling flowers are caressed by the breeze, and there is sorrow when people die. "The heart is broken, the feelings are fulfilled, the fate is about to die, and the road will be fulfilled.

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