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Mom, what is behind that big snowy mountain? The young child sitting on the horse asked the middle-aged woman while pointing at the dreamy snowy mountain covered in white.
The woman smiled and stroked his head, and said kindly: That is Xueyi Mountain, and behind it is Xuefei Village!
Xuefei Village? The little boy repeated childishly. Is it one of the four holy villages with the power of gods and demons?
The power of gods and demons is what people deceive themselves and others. The gods and demons died out a thousand years ago. The middle-aged woman said slowly.
"But they are very powerful, right? My brother died on Xuey Mountain!" The little boy looked at the Xuey Mountain that everyone was climbing: "Mom, I want to
Wherever I go, I want to become strong. I don't want us to be displaced in the war. I don't want to be looked down upon or bullied by others."
My child, you are still young, and you don't understand many things. There is no place for people to go. Mom can't just watch where you go!
Not a place where people should go? Why!
Where is the home of the dead soldiers without souls? The middle-aged woman's eyes flickered as she led the horse forward. The little boy was still reluctant to leave.
He looked at the holy village where his brother's body was buried! He knew that in this decadent, war-torn world, strength was everything.