Refining Lu huaijiang (1)
The black-robed man glanced at Jiang huailu. A four-year-old child, she wouldn't dare to lie.
"Look after this group of people. At midnight, he would use the blood of young boys and girls to scatter on the ground. I guarantee that he, Lu huaijiang, will never wake up in this life!"
"It doesn't matter if he's wandering outside as a lonely ghost or unconscious. As long as he activated the array, his soul would leave his body. They would be reduced to evil forever! Forever a lonely soul, unable to reincarnate." The black-robed man laughed sinisterly.
He looked indifferently at the group of flowers that were about to bloom.
In a moment, they would all die.
Jiang huailu suddenly opened her eyes.
Jiang Huaian clenched his fists.
Before he came, he had guessed that it was a wizard who had done evil, but now that he thought about it, it was probably related to the Imperial court.