Jiang Yang followed behind, and looked inside, only to see that the hall was full of corpses, lying on tables and chairs, both men and women.

Many of them had their bodies hollowed out, and their faces retained the look of horror before death.

Jiang Yang took a deep breath, some of these people were drinkers here, and some were women in restaurants and green buildings, and now they were all dead.

The night wind blew in through the attic door, making a whimpering sound,

Chapter 131 of "The Night Grows Bright". Horror demons, bloody feast! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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