C164 The Worship of the Soldiers.

The night was dark, and there were no lack of ancient trees on both sides of the road. However, they could not cover their figures.

The soldiers that Old Mr. Ma had brought over.

They were too responsible.

Huang Yanqing was clearly in a panic. She lowered her head and did not know what to do.

Zhao Yuegu was helpless.

In the past, the village was small and cold.

Now, there were more people..