"Secret of Green Bag"
I am Shen Zhao, the last descendant of Baicao Valley.
The skill of using a golden needle to survive calamities is passed down from the ancestors to those who eat.
As for those tactics of sealing one's throat at the sight of blood, they are just heresy for self-defense.
The ups and downs of the world, the thin line between life and death, I have long been accustomed to walking in the shadows.
The silver needle in the hand can not only save people from dying, but also kill people invisible.
The year he met Xiao Che, he was still a down-and-out general trapped in the capital.
When the news of the defeat at the border came back, the city was filled with uproar.
Even the pair of majestic stone lions at the door of his house were splashed with the smelly black dog blood, which was shocking.
At that time, I set up a medicine stall under Cheng Gen.
Seeing that he was surrounded by a group of provocative dandies, the silver gun was broken into two pieces, and the fragments were glaring.
There was blood at the corner of his mouth, but his back was still straight, like a green pine that would not bend even if it was broken.
Mission: female power