When the silver moon was in the sky, several spirit birds screamed sadly, streaking across the night sky.

In the courtyard of the Shen family, Shen Jun and Jiuli fell to the ground covered in blood, Shen Xun was oozing blood on his left chest, holding a sword in his right hand, holding his body, and standing staggering in the courtyard.

As soon as the wind passed, it seemed to be able to blow him down.

"Where are they dying Yunqi?" The sound of hell echoed in the night sky, tainted with the cool air of the night, and drifted into my ears.

The corners of Shen Xun's lips were oozing blood, and his cheeks were full of wrinkles, which looked even more pale and pale in the moonlight.

"Phew!" He spat a mouthful of bloodshot saliva, and his cloudy eyes were full of tenacity.

"No comment."

Hearing him is still the same as every time before......

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