The cold wind seeped into his bones, and the waning moon hung high in the sky.
The silver-gray moonlight fell on that pale face, which was dripping with water. The scene was unspeakably terrifying.
When he got closer, li chuxin scanned the area and saw that the lake was filled with resentment! There was even fresh killing intent and blood Qi!
Who knew how many vengeful souls were in this water!
He immediately raised his brows and pointed the pure yang sword in the air.
The man in the water was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized, " "So you guys weren't sent here as blood food. Looking at the clothes you're wearing, I thought you were thrown down for me to eat."
There was a lot of information in his words.
Could it be that the Jiangnan royal family had been filling the lake with servants to feed this evil?
A cold glint flashed across Li Chu's eyes.
