C34 Take me as your master and i will protect you for the rest of your life

Ding Da-gui was lurking in a pile of dead grass, followed by several villagers holding crossbows and cold iron knives.

They stood still, pretending they were a pile of stones. The snowy night was extremely cold, and the dry wind was blowing against your cheeks and your palms were as painful as if they were cutting through the skin and breaking bones. At this time of year