Cunning Assassin 1 Qiu Changqing x Dark-bellied Killer 0 Wu An
Is it my love or my sword?
Two strong men, each with their own thoughts, pulled, entangled and struggled with each other in mission after mission.
Do you admit your feelings?
The world is in turmoil
The story of the sect elders and the previous generation is not over yet
What exactly is Wu An carrying behind him? His sword, his parents? Is Qiu Changqing really just a wandering killer?
What are they hiding behind their backs?
Copywriting:
-Suffering is no longer called an animal, it is called life.
- "Zongli said we don't want to have anything to do with each other anymore!" He gritted his teeth and said sternly. Towards the end of his words, his voice became tight and his nails dug deep into his palms, oozing out traces of bright red.
"But there's no one here, who would know?
-"Brother, I bought you medicine. "With trembling hands, he handed it to the person who was either dead or alive on the bed. He was bleeding from wounds all over his body and was stained by the medicine bag. He thought in a low voice: "I don't know whether he will go first tonight or my brother...•"
-Ah Huai, let's go. A sigh as thin as a mosquito's fly came from behind him: "Oh, my heart is broken when I see it, so don't look back. "
-"Do you know about ants? ""Certainly. "What will happen if it goes into the fire?" ""Um? He chuckled and said hoarsely: "He will hug himself into a ball and burn the old ants to death, leaving only the young fire."
Intention: None