"The flowers in the forest have faded in spring, so quickly..."
Leon Luo felt that he could use this poem to sober up when he was drunk in the future. He would be fully prepared for battle after hearing a sentence. He could draw his sword after uttering six words, and he could use his sword and arrows to fly after reading a poem. Even if he was thrown into a forest of swords and rain of swords while drunk, he could still carve a bloody path with the reaction aroused by this poem.
To be honest, when Leon Luo split a long arrow with the tip removed in mid-air, he instantly understood subtly the little blade girl who subconsciously drew her sword when she heard the three words "Xie Chuncan".
During the first chase, Leon Luo tried his best to test Xie Chuncan and knew that he was agile, good at speed and had great patience. Therefore, he did not bother to escape the second time, but instead carefully chose a place with sparse trees and waited quietly.
From the moment he heard the sound of footsteps hitting the branches behind him, Leon Luo had already reversed the momentum of his sword, raising up the falling snow like a waterfall with great domineering force, and taking advantage of the west wind, he went straight towards Xie Chuncan.
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