When I wrote about Jinghong Jian, my heart suddenly felt so sore.

I remember one time I went to a museum and saw silent ancient swords on the shelf.

All the above are introduced, whose sword was once the matchmaker, who fought south and north, and was once extremely brilliant...

But now they are all placed quietly on the shelf.

Perhaps, they... are not willing to move anymore. They are no longer willing to be used by others except the person back then.

Jianxin is probably already dead.

If there is a sword heart.

Later generations can never imagine how powerful they were when they accompanied their masters.

Only they know it.

They are silent and proud.

Accept all visits, worships, appreciations, discussions, or belittlement from future generations.

And disdainful.

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Chapter completed!