After a night of massacre, the Meng Mansion in Jiangling disappeared.
Deep in the firewood pile in the kitchen, a little girl covered her mouth hard, and big tears kept falling down.
Ten years later, a killer organization in Jiangling was imprisoned. Feiyue was crossing her legs and laughing softly: "Do you want to die?"
Intention: Misfortunes come from blessings, blessings come from misfortunes