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夜,凉如水。月,弯如钩。三更才过,农家早已歇息。秦都十五里外,清晰的马车声由远及近,散落在茅屋稀疏的原野上。“吁——”车轮声止住了。我等候许久的人,踏进客栈。他一袭素衣,佩长剑,乌发一泻而下,却无半分散漫。除却我所寻之人——荆轲,这天下怕是再无侠客,有如此丰采。论剑术,他与“神剑”聂政不相上下,甚至比他多一份沉着冷静。但他所肩负的,不只是“天下第一剑”。燕太子
Night, cool as water. Month, curved as a hook. Three more before, farmer has rest. Outside the fifteen miles of the Qin capital, clear carriage sounds are far and near, scattered in the fields of sparse huts. “Call - ” The wheel stopped. I wait for a long time, stepped into the inn. He was dressed in plain clothes, wearing a sword, Ufa one spit and down, but no half-scattered. In addition to the person I am looking for - Jing Ke, the fear of the world is no longer a knight, so rich. On fencing, he and Sword “Nie politics comparable, even more than he calm and calm. But what he shoulders is not just ”the best sword in the world." Yan Prince