C1724 The Night of the Imperial Capital

Night, outside of Anjing City City, Imperial Mausoleum.

Feeling the cold wind blowing, Ning Yue sighed and slowly stood up.

The moon and stars were bright and the stars were sparse. Darkness enveloped the place where few people visited. There were no lights at all when he looked around.

This time, he did not bring any followers. He came alone