Chapter 725: There are always some rules that can't be trampled on

The screams and wails that had been going on for so long disappeared completely.

A silent Rosewood Street is getting colder and colder.

The long golden river that was so vast that it almost lit up the night sky of Youzhou disappeared without a trace, and all the people on the streets who were carefully observing the situation ducked back into their homes at the first opportunity after seeing the scene on the streets.

Silent, cold, the streets filled with a heavy smell of blood looked incredibly eerie in the dead of night, like a haunted area.

The street lamps on both sides of the street had been completely stirred up by the sword light, and in the deep night, the stars and the bright moon in the sky became incomparably clear, and under the lonesome starlight, a few figures walked out from the mansion at No. 3 Zidan Street, and came to the dead Qi Mulin's body, and were silent for a long time.

There's no such thing as dead or dying anymore.

Qi Muli