Qin dynasty novelist

But now it seems like this world is about to play a joke on itself,"My poor Qing'er, you haven't even weaned yet, and now you must go to meet our ancestors with me!",Through the carriage window, lifting the curtain, the crimson killing intent of the outside world was revealed. The figures ignored each other, with limbs strewn across the ground and a bloody stench pervading the air. A number of black figures quickly strangled the squad of heavily armored cavalry guarding the carriage.。