"For three taels of silver, I sold this girl to you."
He Xia opened his eyes and heard these words.
In the ten years since the end of the world, she has killed zombies, fought mutant beasts, and has never been treated as a loser.
Separate the family, clean up and leave the house.
My younger siblings have to be raised, my sister-in-law has to protect me, and I have to make my own way out of famine.
Short of food? Corn and wheat are grown in her space.
Short of water? She has a spiritual spring and can find springs in the mountains.
Refugees, bandits, natural disasters, and man-made disasters.
He Xia put the hatchet away from his waist and said calmly: "Anyone who blocks my way should go to see the King of Hell."
Reader comments
The author, my dear, would like to give you a sentence: I am poor in literature but rich in martial arts.
Okay, okay, just don't be confused
It's still interesting, but the female lion's strength is a bit inferior.
The author, my dear, would like to give you a sentence: I am poor in literature but rich in martial arts.
Okay, okay, just don't be confused
It's still interesting, but the female lion's strength is a bit inferior.