Han Xiao was in a bad mood. Looking at other people's transmigration experiences, that was the normal start, right Five hundred gold coins, ten people, resources, helpers, and maybe even a former friend. Even if they didn't have those things, at least the environment was safe. If there was an enemy who wanted to kill them, they would only do it behind their backs. But him At the start of the battle, he was a lone hero, stuck in enemy territory. In a blink of an eye, the Gods sent him back to Valhalla... if such a thing existed.,As his eyes gradually adjusted to the light, Han Xiao could clearly see the person's features and was instantly struck with amazement.,Han Xiao secretly smiled wryly, his situation was truly like a cold winter month, his heart feeling chilled!。