The first draft of the original series of ancient style [collection of swordsmen] - Jing Qingtan: Assassin
The wind breaks the orchid, the water breaks the cold
I'm not going to return my old friend
The sad wind howls, and the plain chime blows to the building
River wave rises water, soup person song is generous and generous
Six Harmonies of heaven and earth
There are those who are loyal and righteous, who will take the sword
How to see off the guests
A loyal soul without bones
Today is gone, and there is no time to return
Carry forward the wind, be brave and upright
Today is gone, even more unexpected
Let's look back
The precipitous distance gradually goes away, and the gate is close to the front
Hua Gong's words of suffering
No change in guest Art
He stabbed the king of Qin with a dagger
What are you afraid of
What do you cherish? Life and death are not your own
What are you afraid of
Why do you laugh at the emperor
Today is gone
Where is your soul going
Now I'm gone. I'm worthy of your kindness
The wind is blowing, the sorrow is lingering
Let's talk about impermanence
Two emperors
Building a house in Lishan
No one forgets Jing Qing's visit to Xianyang
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