C566 Let go of xiao yu

Ten Mile Mountain, ten li of tomb.

The wailing night breeze blew the chrysanthemum flowers in front of the tombstone.

The ground was littered with tombstones, causing this area to be filled with dense, dark air. Ordinary clans wouldn't dare to come to such a place. The old tombs and new tombs were dazzling. Plus, this place was a corner of the river