1, my son Wang Teng, has the capital of the emperor!
2, years like a knife smash the arrogance of heaven, sigh enchanting on the road of long life, and
1, my son Wang Teng, has the capital of the emperor!
2, years like a knife smash the arrogance of heaven, sigh enchanting on the road of long life, and the blood and bones begin to grieve for life. Ghosts in troubled times bury evil spirits, the sea of the North Ghost, the rise and fall of heaven and earth, and I am the only one.
3, a thousand years, a dream break.
4. Up and down. Although I am real, I have nowhere to ask for it. Go to ancient times and today. Although the number of weeks has increased, I don't know where to start.
The world is as big as your heart.
6. Sad voice, confused heart, sad autumn, and finally only endless sadness.
7, death is not terrible, far less than this process, people suffer, this is a kind of crazy torture.
8, to live or die, come from chaos and go back to chaos, a lotus in the sky!
9, the heart is a little sad, God is near dusk, knowing that Xianlu is illusory and can only rush forward desperately.
10, free and easy like me, infatuated like him.