The Cicadas' Song Bids Farewell To The Setting Sun.

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[Martial Arts + Swordsmanship + Political Intrigue + Cunning + Comedy + Multiple Protagonists] The world's affairs are a chessboard, and all living beings are chess pieces. One plays black, the other white. Some have double pupils, coldly observing the mortals, turning the world upside down with a wave of their hand. Some are gentle and refined, their schemes intricately linked. Some, with the talent of a second-rank cultivator, enter the realm of martial arts in one step, achieving enlightenment in a single step, setting off a dozen meteors from outer space like fireworks. Some have righteous swordsmanship, yet walk the path of a lone hero... Some weep bitterly, some laugh heartily. A young man with a wooden sword at his waist emerges from a secluded paradise, observing this mundane world, observing the martial arts world.
Falling leaves suddenly herald autumn, cicadas sing as the sun sets in the west. Hello
, Immortal Hero!

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