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.,"My poor Qing'er, you haven't even weaned yet, and now you must go to meet our ancestors with me!",Immediately, figures clad in black armor leaped into the air, wielding deadly weapons. Their swords flashed as they attacked the front of the carriage, sending the two steeds crashing to the ground.。