Cinnabar Tribulation: Reborn Daughter's Plan for the World

The rotten beams in the cold palace gave off an unpleasant musty smell, mixed with the smell of blood. The burning pain of the poisonous wine sliding down the throat has not yet dissipated, and Shen Qingshuang's sweet voice penetrated into his ears. "Sister, it's cold on the road to Huangquan. My sister came here to give you a ride." She looked at her withered hands and suddenly laughed out loud - then turn the world into purgatory.