Realms In The Firmament

“Everyone says that the river and lake are good. Where exactly is the river and lake looking?

In the sea of deep mountain forest lake, where can there be a river and lake to look for? ”

“Juveniles say it's good. How many youngsters are old?

Legend has it, Jianghu can fight swords, blood under swords. How much do you know about sin? ”

“Juveniles say that Jianghu is good, Jianghu Man has a red face;

When you really step into a river and lake, do you know who the Red Face is and who the demon is?

Who is the soft daughter and who is the bone scraper? ”

“People say that the rivers and lakes are good. How much does the rivers and lakes resent?

There's a legend in Jianghu. Who knows if he's buried in the middle of nowhere?

Walk the river and lake lane, see the wilderness and lonely graves on the side of the road, how many heroic dreams in the middle, daughter delicate? ”

“Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good, juveniles are not old in Jianghu;

Once you enter the river and lake, you won't come back, you can't help but laugh. How much do you know?

Jianghuzi's dreams; how do you know when you're old enough to laugh?

I knew there were many swords in the river and lake, so I wouldn't be hanging around here... ”

“Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good, Jianghu is not good.

Even though Jianghu is really good, you can't do better when you're lonely at the peak. ”

“I advise youngsters to know that Mo Yan Jiang Hu is good for life,

You also say that Jianghu is good, I also say that Jianghu is good, if you want to turn back it will be too late... "

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A mountain forest with endless sight.

Desolate.

Ancient Dao.

At sunset, Ye laughed alone, riding a long waisted pony with black fur and white hooves, and had to walk on a narrow mountain path without delay.

The breeze is cool, the blue shirt is floating, and the hair is light. It's not easy to say, but it's exhilarating and out of the dust.

After leaving the Cold Moon Emperor's Palace and completely avoiding the tracking tail of Big Brother Yunfei's exhibition, he changed his outfit, even his hairstyle changed back to the oblique tie in the Cold Yang mainland, walked all the way, and traveled the mountain to play with the water to see the scenery. Later, So Se Lu ordered the two goods to find a mustang for themselves in the mountain forest, riding under him, got along, and not rushed to sign the Yu.

A dusty prince, a beautiful teenager, wandering wildly and indulging in the mountains!

In a nutshell, he's so handsome, so laid back, so... he's so jealous!

Ye laughed at this moment, but deliberately emptied himself, forcing himself to want nothing.

The vengeance of the previous life, the grace of this life, the hatred of the past, is the love of the present day; although he has repeatedly emphasized that grace is vengeance and affection is hate, the reality now is that a dead end has been struck in his heart.

It is said that the end of death is not necessarily necessary. In fact, it opens up as soon as it is understood, but it is truly and never necessarily able to understand and argue clearly!

This heart twisted, the sorrows turned, fortunately put it aside, take advantage of this rare leisure time, relax your mind.

And when he walked to this mountain forest, he saw that the roadside had almost been turned into a flat mass of rugged graves. Ye laugh suddenly felt his heart. He not only remembered a song that sang "Jianghu Good" for decades, but sang it softly and subconsciously.

It's a song, well, it doesn't seem right to say that it's a song either, because the whole song has only one tune; it's especially under the auspices of a stray martial artist, and the letter did it, and back then, Ye Jiao had a history of seeing that stray martial artist, even today, even if he thinks about it, it's like it's in front of him ——

Dressed, grey hair, muddy face, full of dust; with a pair of beards in his hand, he sings to himself lonely, in tune, full of a kind of blatant loneliness.

Perhaps the wandering old martial artist would never have thought that since his heart occasionally, the song played by the believer, from this time on, would sing immortality in the river and lake, an ancient song.

Jianghu, is the most beautiful dream in the hearts of young girls for too many years. In Jianghu, the gentle bones of the man, the heart of the sword and gall piano, the red colour of the world, the hero's liver and gall, the great feng hua; between the fingers, the strong enemy grey smoke extinguished...

A sword comes and goes, and a sword comes and goes. Happy vengeance...

A song about alcohol, drunkenness, killing, drawing swords, singing long songs...

It's a dream.

This can only be a dream.

Dreams, especially beautiful dreams, are always the easiest to wake up, reality is the real eternity!

Only those young girls who are not familiar with the world, at the age of youth and bloodthirsty, will feel the scenery is right; but, and after becoming a true old river and lake, as for the sighing, so-called river and lake, where are the dreams?

Where is purely a place full of sin, blood, obscenity, betrayal, killing, and death!

It interweaves people tired of all the negative states, emotions, senses!

People in the rivers and lakes, in their own right, that feeling of sincere exhaustion, like the so-called maggots of the bones, can no longer be erased.

Yet Ye laughed the most favorite song is this song full of loneliness and destiny.

When you are free, you will always be alone at the top of the mountain, in the valley of the shadows, gently sing, that indescribable awesomeness and indifference, that kind of indescribable helplessness and sadness, seriously, only these old rivers and lakes can experience.

Every time I sing, there is always a strange special feeling that haunts my mind, there is a new consciousness, there is also the old knowledge, such as drinking mixed wine, having the spiciness of new wine, there is the richness of old wine, interwoven with each other, the flavours of hundreds of things, the sour, sweetness and spiciness of the individual, only to know, it is really difficult to speak to the outside world to know.

“Even though the rivers and lakes are really good, you can't get better without being lonely at the peak...” Ye sighed: “But even at the peak, that's getting lonely, this unspeakable loneliness, can it really be better? The person who did this song clearly still doesn't understand... hey, how high he stood, how far he looked, the composer didn't have a chance to reach the peak, so why is he at the peak feeling..."

With a sound, Ye smiled all the way through lonely and super dusty, which seems to be quite in line with the image of the 'Superman' in the teenage girls' dreams.

Unexpectedly, at this time, someone suddenly laughed and laughed. Long voice: “OK, Jianghu, Jianghu, Jianghu, how many people have broken their heads, Jianghu, Jianghu, how many heroes have died; Jianghu, Jianghu, Jianghu, how many red faces have withered, Jianghu, Jianghu, how many lives are with the wind, Jianghu, Jianghu, Jianghu, where exactly is this bastard good? …… ”

Ye can't help but laugh, the person who speaks is very temperamental, and the tone of the words is filled with a taste of fanaticism that can't be unbridled, obviously there is a strong background, otherwise it is not possible to say such “hoax".

To know these words said by this person, there is no rhythm in the original song, but the rhythm in the song is still the original rhythm, obviously it should be this person's own new composition after hearing the original song; but it is a completely original feeling, just a little more cynical, but the combination is still silk buckled and beaded.

The voice of this person was very coarse, just listening to this voice, Ye laughed in his mind instantly depicted the voice of this person five officials.

Most of you are a tall, tall, seven-foot, lukewarm man?

“Who do you dare to ask to reconcile? Since he is a vocalist, why don't you show up for a while?” Ye smiled and looked back into the woods and said in a loud voice.