can have the stuff, but don't even think about seeing the person.Hòu Yùshū was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood."This object is very precious..."When Cui Zhu heard this, she snorted and becam...ack, but he could hear the soldiers running, the scrape of armor against armor, the clang of weapons, and the muffled, steady beat of their march.You can tell just by looking at them, they're a battle...