Now caught in the crossfire, he's become a captive. What awaits him next is only that chillingly cold executioner's sword!,"It's not Da Ming!" Zhu Ying explained. "His name is Huaxia!",In the dim and oppressive cell, Zhu Ying told Li Wan'er about the good life in modern times. Unbeknownst to her, Li Wan'er fell asleep leaning against Zhu Ying's shoulder, a faint smile still playing on her lips!。