fighting single-handed for a thousand miles, with his naked dagger he could hold a multitude.
Hungry for pork, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood.
yellow sand wears golden armor in many battles, and it will not be returned until it breaks Loulan.
I can bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius.
Kill millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sword around your waist is still bloody!
are we the things in the pool? We will turn into dragons when we meet the storm.
Three-footed green front is pregnant with the world, riding a white horse to drive Wu Jiang.
count romantic figures, but also look at the present.
Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill all flowers after they bloom. Blooming chrysanthemums in full bloom, the fragrance of the fragrance of changan, the city is bathed in the fragrant chrysanthemum - Italy, the land is golden like the chrysanthemum - like chrysanthemum.
Dapeng rises with the wind in one day, soaring to Wan Li.