Qin Shi couldn't help but have some hope, looking forward to the day when that familiar and charming figure would jump out of nowhere, looking at him with a smile.
People, once they have expectations.
If you are not satisfied, it will turn into deeper disappointment.
Qin Shi was an invincible god of war on the battlefield. Wherever he passed, the smoke was filled with smoke and the smell of death, and no one could escape.
But only Zhu Chi knows his pain.[
When the army was stationed and resting, Qin Shi would often find a quiet place and look up at the sky, as if he wanted to find the beauty in his memory from the depth.
Then, when there is a battle again, the attacks will become more ruthless and full of ruthless moves.
Relying on this method, he vented his anger and disappointment.
The pain of the strong must end with the destruction of the weak.
Qin Shi didn't know when such days would end.
Shushan is getting closer and closer.
After razing it to the ground, will he feel less sad?
Mumu, Mumu, where are you?
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Mixing in among the refugees, Mu Mu entered the city.
Along the way, many officers and soldiers from Fengming Kingdom were searching. Occasionally, some young men in white robes would be picked out and pulled to the fire for questioning. Then, they would pick up knives and move their heads.
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Mu Mu soon discovered that there seemed to be several powerful forces hidden in this city. The spiritual power was profound, and it was the kind of power that would make her feel afraid.
, a special resemblance.
She carefully restrained her breath, not daring to let out any trace of evil spirit.