Looking around, the sky is blue.

Ice covers eight thousand miles.

In this cold ice, there are several beggars walking on a path.

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There was a young man who, although he was also dressed as a beggar, carried a pitch black bone knife on his back.

"Bai Qi, do you know anyone from the Dawu Dynasty?"

The beggar next to him looked at the beggar carrying the bone knife and asked.

"No."

His name is Bai Qi.

This name was given to him by other beggars.

Because every time he begged, he returned empty-handed, so when the beggars around him saw him like this, they named him Bai Qi.

Begging in vain.

"I don't know what you do with this black knife on your back all day long. You are very strong. When we get to the Dawu Dynasty, we will definitely find some work."

"I heard that there were very few beggars in the Dawu Dynasty."

"When the time comes, maybe you can change your name."

Bai Qi lowered his head: "I think this name is quite good."
Chapter completed!