Fleeing Disaster in the Countryside

The prison of the human heart is far more terrifying than the mountains. The wicked thought they had control over the fate of the sacrifices, but little did they know that the weak in desperate situations had already understood the temper of the mountains and rivers, and took advantage of the barren mountains to plot revenge.

Love remains the same across thousands of rivers and mountains. Can you vote for me? Thank you for reading and your support.

The most cruel thing is never the evil spirit of barren mountains, but the selfishness of people's hearts. Seven years of hypocrisy and a carefully arranged sacrifice destroyed the stability of the girl's family. Kindness has been trampled on, the sea of ​​blood is full of old debts, and only revenge and sharpness remain in the rest of his life.

Desperate situations can best reveal human nature. The coldest thing in the world is never natural disasters, but the human heart. The hypocritical redemption of the whole village was nothing but a sacrifice that had been planned for seven years. May all kindness be sharp and not be let down.

Human nature is never black and white. In desperate situations, there is often a thin line between kindness and malice. The desolate mountains and calculations in the story are written for every reader who understands the coldness of human nature.

Love is always there, can you vote for me? Thanks for reading

Human nature is never black and white. In desperate situations, there is often a thin line between kindness and malice. The desolate mountains and calculations in the story are written for every reader who understands the coldness of human nature.

Human nature is never black and white. In desperate situations, there is often a thin line between kindness and malice. The desolate mountains and calculations in the story are written for every reader who understands the coldness of human nature.

Human nature is never black and white. In desperate situations, there is often a thin line between kindness and malice. The desolate mountains and calculations in the story are written for every reader who understands the coldness of human nature.

Human nature is never black and white. In desperate situations, there is often a thin line between kindness and malice. The desolate mountains and calculations in the story are written for every reader who understands the coldness of human nature.