The night is dark and the moon is like a hook.

In Luoyang City, the guards of the imperial city marched in formation, the sound of neat steps echoed in the empty streets, and the sharp cold spear in their hands reflected the lonely moon in the night sky and guarded the long night at the same time.

Suddenly, a black shadow swept through the dark sky of the long night like lightning, and swept towards the east of the city.

At this moment, there is a deep mansion compound in the east of the city, although the candle flame has not been extinguished. But it's unusually peaceful. It's just that a few tall figures in front of the vermilion red door are pacing back and forth, each with a vigilant face, and a shining steel knife is crossed at their waists.

The candle flame flickered, and the black shadow seemed to float like a fantasy. It was a man, a man whose whole body was wrapped in a black robe. It seems to be one with the night. He walked slowly towards the big men in green clothes, and suddenly he let out a shrill laugh.

This shrill and eerie laughter sends chills down the spine and creeps in the thick of the night.

"Who is it?" Several men in Tsing Yi in front of the door pulled out the steel knives on their waists one after another and stared coldly ahead.

It's just that the black shadow has appeared behind them in an instant, like a ghost, and as the black shadow slowly pushed open the vermilion lacquer door, several big men in green clothes also fell to the ground.

There was still a dead silence in the entire courtyard, there was no sound, but the smell of blood in the air became more and more intense.

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