4 years before the new era.
Less than five years before the "Great Tomb of Nazarick" descends.
Tang Zheng sat by the roadside, gnawing on a piece of black rye hard bread, his ey...
cold
My head feels a little dizzy and I can't concentrate. It's probably because the weather in the north suddenly turned cold at night and I caught a cold.
Take a day off temporarily.
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(End of this chapter)