C314 Pacification and Violence(1)

Inside the Duo Luo mausoleum outside the Dunzhou city, black smoke lingered on and did not dissipate for a long time.

Zuo Qiuyan, dressed in a black outfit, had her hands clasped together and was mumbling some nonsense, as if there was no one around her. It was so cold that it could send chills down one's spine.

A ghost walked to the door and reported in a low voice, "Sect Leader