Afraid of blood? ——Yes, I faint when I see blood.
But when I faint, the killing god in my body will wake up.
Li Xing'an was a pancake seller in Lijia Village. The whole village laughed at him for being as timid as a mouse. It wasn't until Xueyilou came to kill him that he fainted again.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw seven corpses lying around, holding a bloody knife in his hand.
The red silk of Yan Shisan, the Broken Sword Swordsman, was stained with blood, and his pupils shrank suddenly:
"This sword technique... Is your mother's name Mu Qing?"
Lao Wang vomited blood and fell to the ground, putting the short knife into his hand:
"Chengzhao... Your mother died eleven years ago to protect you..."
Only then did he realize that his name was not Li Xing'an.
He was the only orphan of the Li family in Langya. His whole family was beheaded. The blood-oozing hanging coffin contained the truth behind his father's death.
The girl who was rescued by the gambling house three years ago is now the daughter of the Minister of Household Affairs, and stopped on the streets of Chang'an:
"Where are you going?"
He kneaded the dough, his knuckles turned white, and the stove fire gleamed in his eyes.
"Where to go?"
The sword flashed suddenly - "Go and chop off the regent's head to sacrifice to my mother."
[Shy][laughing]