smiled slightly, it was very captivating in the city, 18 episodes of cleaning, Xiao Nai entered the

All over the world.

Lyrics: Finale

Composer: River Chart.

Arrangement: River Chart.

Singing: Hetu.

The sound of the knife halberd is hoarse.

Who will show you the fight outside the city.

Seven-fold yarn blood splattered white yarn.

The troops approached the city, and the six armies did not send out.

Who knows that goodbye is already life and death.

At that time, the red line was wound a thousand turns.

One thought is worse as a person to marry.

The scar, whose old scar.

You can also drink tea quietly.

Crush this prosperous fireworks.

Blood-stained paintings.

How can I fight against a little cinnabar between your eyebrows.

It doesn't matter if the world is covered.

It's never just a bustle.

The blue blood stains the peach blossoms.

I just want to see you again, tears are raining down.

Listen to the sword and be hoarse.

High-rise buildings are dying.

Who said that a life is a peach blossom.

Whoever counts the hexagram for you.

The most flawless and romantic is not fake.

The pipa rebounds on the west side of the painting building.

The warm breeze is everywhere, who is willing to be a horse.

Lust confers soul and upside down grace.

The vultures refuse to compare with the wax.

Said that I love folding flowers, but I don't love childhood sweethearts.

The hexagram that counts in the end.

Finally for you, the world will be covered.

The moon illuminates the world.

In the end, who got the pampas again?

The mountains neighed and the horses roared.

The silent noise in the arms.

The wind swept through the sky and slaughtered.

Rong Hua thanked the queen and reigned in the world.

Climb the nine-storied pagoda.

Watch the night of shooting stars.

Back to that moment.

The silence of the years is also frightening.

Dead vines grow branches.

It turns out that time has passed by a flickering light.

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream.

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face.

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes.

Look side by side at the vastness of the world.

Back to that moment.

The silence of the years is also frightening.

Dead vines grow branches.

It turns out that time has passed by a flickering light.

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream.

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face.

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes.

Look side by side at the vastness of the world.

Upstairs and under the moon in the dream.

You're still standing with your eyebrows on your face.

Brush off the snowflakes on your clothes.

Look side by side at the vastness of the world.