The first time I left Xianmen was just to buy a roast chicken.
But she never expected that for the first time she saw it at the foot of the mountain, endless blood could spray down a person's body.
The boy who was as old as her now had a total of 77 soul-locking nails on his body. He was hung tightly on the cross and could not move.
Blood splattered everywhere, and even uncontrollable blood splattered on the clothes of people in the audience.
Including herself.
[The copy was written in December 2024. The copy is incomplete, so I will post it all before starting the article]
Intention: Undecided
