He Danggui didn’t believe that there was such a supernatural thing in the world, so she threw everything she could get to the middle-aged Zhu Quan on the bed one after another. However, she saw that all things “went through” the middle-aged Zhu Quan, and at the same time, the juvenile Zhu Quan, who sat quietly, bled suddenly, covered the wounds and yelled, which gave her a little comfort.

Since this fantasy dream was artificially created and the plot was so fictitious, ...