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February.A bleak night, a deserted path. The blue fire by the roadside was clearly extinguished with white smoke that could not be burned. Rain fell one by one, in the fields, on the path, in the trees. The landscape becomes clear and blurred. Small bowl-shaped puddles, reflecting the dark Avenue that intersected the path. On the road, cattle, horses and pigs are the most numerous, and black and white walk ahead. Carry the lamp, the lamp is white, very dark and listless. In the middle is a red sedan chair. The work is exquisite, the top of the sedan chair is decorated with gold jewelry and glazed jade ornaments.The four sedan-chair bearers were ferocious, with a deep scratch on their necks, and their flesh and blood turned up. The sedan chair was still dripping blood, and as the sedan chair passed, the blood dripped to the ground. Followed by scattered ghosts. Most of them are expressionless, their eyes are confused, they are at a loss, maybe they have just become ghosts, and they are still dead. The ghost who walked at the end walked slowly and ran as soon as he found that he had fallen behind. He was thin and small, with his hair in front of him and his head down.

The king of the state of Jin was beheaded by an enemy general and hung on the city wall to demonstrate against him. The king of the state of Jin died in his grave. The eldest princess Ju Ma Rong Que and the eldest prince of Jin colluded with the enemy, revealed the national conditions, hid the army, framed the loyal officials, and murdered the prince. On that day and night, the imperial city was in turmoil, the city was massacred in blood, and the wedding was full of blood all the way, and no one survived except Rong Que's henchmen. Rong Que looked at Hua Ke lying on the ground quietly: "I told you long ago, don't provoke me." Hua Ming had no strength to speak. The first draw on her chest, deep into the heart, the wedding dress red dazzling, holding a jade pendant in her hand. "Ah Niang." Rong Que's figure paused for a moment. "Somebody, drag the princess's body down." A small theater Uncle Hua: "Hua Ming, you can make a wish. Come and get a box lunch!" " Hua Ke: "Hello, Hua Ye!" Rong Que: "Abba?"