C398 Interment

Under the moonlight, the rouge hall's door was open, and the wind rustled.

This place that everyone feared had now become the final resting place for the monarch. The desolation, apart from the desolation, was the sadness.

Every step he took to enter the rouge hall was heavy. As he looked at the corpse of the father, his tears couldn't help but flow down his face. As she passed by the garden