As soon as these words were spoken, the already heartbroken woman felt a surge of despair. She clutched her son tightly in her arms, tears streaming down her face once again.,Zhou Qing felt very unhappy. About death, she wasn't really afraid, after all, she was capable of being reborn in this world. It was worth it. But dying without value was too frustrating.,Through the carriage window, lifting the curtain, the crimson killing intent of the outside world was revealed. The figures ignored each other, with limbs strewn across the ground and a bloody stench pervading the air. A number of black figures quickly strangled the squad of heavily armored cavalry guarding the carriage.。