two self

"This is an old idea! You are not afraid to come to a feudal remnant and propagate superstitious ideas."

"Things that have been passed down for thousands of years. You don't have to believe it, but you can't blaspheme."

Ye Bai's eyes are extremely deep, and his pair of peach blossom eyes are extremely bright.

Ye Bai looked at him, "I'm afraid Zhang Yao would rather die than live? There is very thick carbon dioxide in it, let alone another wave of people?"

"Did Zhang Yao know something or did those people just want Zhang Yao to die?"

"Not sure."