"Axe sacrifice? What's going on? Xiaoya, don't be afraid. Everything has me. Tell me slowly. Cold son's heart aches like a knife. Watching the girl who used to jump around and be lively and cheerful turn into such a figure, sad and fearful all over her, she was frightened to shiver slightly. A nameless rage was aroused in his heart, but in front of Xiahouxinya, who was weak at this time, he had to press the rage on his heart, instead, he quietly comforted her on the basis of words.

"Cold son, let's go up and say again, OK?" Xiaoya cried on his shoulder for a long time, feeling his...