In the treetops of the moon, two or three points of starlight are embedded in the dark sky like jewels.

The group drew their weapons, cut through the thorns and weeds, and stepped into the ruins.

Jiang Yang walked at the back of the group, the black blade of the golden black sword in his hand slashed, and patches of grass and trees fell, revealing the ruins hidden in it.

As we walked along, there were bare collapsed towers, broken bricks scattered on the ground, and only the streets remained

Chapter 163 of "The Night Lasts Forever". The difference between ancient paintings is being played by hand, please wait a moment,

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