that survives.Because once fear is born, your steps slow, and your sword becomes blunt.So, without any hesitation, he unsheathed his sword, its blade flashing with cold light. He bravely leaped out of...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！very least, I can live for two hundred ninety-six years.”“Oh, well then, it’s alright.” Grandpa Ming stood up and walked away.March, early spring.>The blood-red rain, carrying a sense of sorrow, fall...