The darkness covers the earth.

The night sky in the city of Jiangning City is bright, but the suburbs are filled with dark clouds, making the already dark night even darker.

On the hillside two kilometers away from the small courtyard of the Shenming Cult before Wang Han.

There is a piece of earth bun in one place, does the soil look like new soil?

The official nest of Mitian Palm Night, which died a few days ago, happened to be buried here.

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning tear apart the sky, illuminating the dark night.

With the help of a flash of light.

You can see a person standing in front of the earthblock on the hillside.

A black robe.

Under the flash of lightning, thin scales were vaguely seen growing on the man's body.

Boom!

It's raining heavily!

The heavy rain fell, but a white arc of light was isolated from the human body.

Heavy rain and water washed away the earthblocks.

The corpse below was revealed bit by bit.

Strands of evil spirit penetrated out.

The lightning is faint.

Under the lightning flashing again.

It shines out the face of that man.

The former captain's humanitarian Xuanwu Commander.
Chapter completed!