农民伯伯乡下妹语版

Lin Qingyan wiped the sweat from her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed, and her black hair was scattered, sticking wetly to her skin. I have been to Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge several times, but the battle has never been so hard. She truly understood the feeling of being repelled and suppressed by Yin Qi, turbid Qi, and Corpse Qi....