"For more than three years, the body is transported every three days. I don't know how many people died..."

the wooden cicada looked at xueyin and said, "they are really pitiful. The water they drink is all soaked by the corpse, but they don't know it at all."

"wood cicada, go down first!" When xueyin interrupts the cicada, it's not hard for everyone to see the panic and uneasiness in the cicada's eyes. May the people of Henan escape from their homes and avoid disasters after the appearance of the heavenly phenomena. "

"balang, I copied the Scriptures all day after I returned to the valley, but I knew that...