Please watch the ball~
The hot breath of the warrior's breath melted the snow particles that were falling one after another. Someone's blood on the long knife was already a little sticky. When it hit the ground that was as frozen as bluestone, the sound was like broken jade falling to the ground.
Shen Wuhen stood in isolation, lowering his eyes to look at the scarlet drops. Soon a layer of ice and snow formed on his body. Untimely, he thought of the sugar coating on the candied haws.
"The seventh one." He laughed in a low voice, his thumb slowly and clumsily grazing the blade, as if it was still warm - my knife, my bandit leader, was still alive.
Ever since the "Ghost Blades" massacred the seventy-two villages in Nanping Mountain in one night three years ago, no one in the world has seen him look so tender and affectionate. He happily hummed the tune of Saibei, as if giving a bath to a child, and used snow to wipe away the little red on his knife.
Soon we walked away, and the white land was so clean...
No one helped me to repay my injustice, so I gave up my life for justice.
At the same time, the young ranger also set foot on this poor mountain and harsh waters with high spirits.
Did you know? Young people, there is always one thing more important than life.
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Concept: A bloody knife, a conspiracy spanning twenty years