C1432 Disciple Ancient Desolation Greets Martial Uncle Qian Long

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Dead silence, emptiness, and darkness filled the desolate world. A melodious and melodious sound of a zither resounded, giving this place of the dead, which was filled with a strange and ominous feeling, an additional life.

The notes were filled with a strange rhythm, as if the spirits in the depths of nature were dancing