The chase between the life and death,
The chase between the course of their life down to the life she had once been,
The chase that was once at the rim of expectancy,
It would not be the same anymore.
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THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
He made sure that the court ladies were going to fall asleep by looking at his pupils. She turned to the side as Wang Qing Long wanted to grasp that abdomen and scrape off that child to satisfy his hunger. He never had enough of the flesh by now, and it was its time.
Wang Qing Long's pupils brightened up at the very least, and he got surprised with his actions. His Jian Sword went out of the sheath and took a hold of the handle. The azure light in his pupils turned into a darker one, a crystalline one. The destined Queen got alarmed with the attack she could feel at the back. She bolted upright, holding her painful abdomen and grasped the dagger underneath her pillow.
