Blood stained the endless grass, a pile of corpses lay on the ground, and the thick smell of blood in the air was nauseating.
It is really strange that the target of an assassination was just a middle-aged man with no physical strength, but hundreds of people were killed in the wilderness.
Beside, two children stood blankly, with wet tears and deep hatred on their faces.
Their fathers, one was assassinated and the other was assassinated, but they both fell to the ground.
A child slowly said: "What is your name? Can we be friends?".
One child slowly replied: "My name is Yao Jin."
Yao Jin? Okay, I will remember you.