Xiao Ding was just a frail scholar, he couldn't withstand such a fatal blow to the neck. He first fell into a coma and then died on the cold hay in the stable.,The moon was shining on the ground. Xiao Quan shook his head. If he hadn't traveled through time, he would be at a KTV right now, singing and drinking. How wonderful that would have been!,Xiao Quan had already silently sworn in his heart that he would definitely make a name for himself and achieve great things!。