The night was as dark as thick ink, which suddenly poured over the capital of Wei Dynasty.
Shen Zhao ran like crazy on his horse, and the horse's hooves "clack-tat-tat" sounded very fast, like drum beats, and each beat hit the apex of his heart.
He was originally the bastard of the Shen family. I went out to play with friends today. When I came back, I saw that Shen's mansion, which had always been bright and bright before, was now completely engulfed in fire.
"Boom!"
There was another extremely loud noise, which felt like it could blow up the dark night.
The pungent smell of blood mixed with the burning smell made him want to vomit.
