The Hu army from the north went south, burned the city and massacred, the court was in chaos, and the famous families moved south, and mourning was everywhere.
Demons and ghosts were rampant in the Southern Tang Dynasty at night, and the helpless people huddled in the corners, shivering at the will-o'-the-wisps floating in the air.
"There are living people here..."
"Eat it... Eat it..."
There was a look of despair on the faces of the people who were fleeing, and at this moment a snow-like cold light passed by in the dark night.
"It's really troublesome, but now that I've seen it, I can't ignore it."
The young man in rich clothes shook off the blood on the knife and laughed casually.
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