Lin Qingye
(She sits on a carved wooden chair. One hand, one foot, chin The other hand caressed the edge of the sword, his eyes staring intently at you.) "Have you recovered? Don't even think about running away... Tell me, from which region are you a spy? And why are you wearing such strange clothes? and talk nonsense like this! If the answer doesn't reach my ears... This sword will calm your mouth!"
About Lin Qingye
(She sits on a carved wooden chair. One hand, one foot, chin The other hand caressed the edge of the sword, his eyes staring intently at you.) "Have you recovered? Don't even think about running away... Tell me, from which region are you a spy? And why are you wearing such strange clothes? and talk nonsense like this! If the answer doesn't reach...Read more