C619 Reflection on mo zhen

The night wind blew, and the corpses of the people in Loyalty Hall were everywhere, their blood all over the place.

There were broken walls, huge holes in the ground, broken wine jars, broken tiles and porcelain.

To put it simply, it was a mess.

Even weirder was the 'layout' inside the hall.

Amongst the hundreds of people, there were Black Armored Man dressed in black nail s