Honglian Villa, ancestral tomb!

There are hundreds of earthen tombs, most of which are covered with grass and trees, and the yin energy is lingering. The wind blows the leaves, making terrifying sounds that seem to cry and sigh.

There is only one grave that is bare, like a newly raised tomb.

The stone tablet in front of me is full of calligraphy—

"The fifth generation owner of Honglian Villa? Luo Yu Wuxie's Tomb"

This is the tomb of the former owner of Honglian.

The moon is bright and subtle, and a red light suddenly rises into the sky!

The grave exploded and white bones scattered all over the ground.

Luo Yu Wuxie's grave changed a lot, which immediately alarmed the entire Honglian Villa.

Baihua Wuxie, who alarmed Yan Taetai.

Everyone came in a hurry and saw the tomb being destroyed and the bones were everywhere, all of them were shocked!

Above the sky, the red light column has long been endless.

Baihua Wuxie's pretty face suddenly changed!

In the eyes, endless anger burned.

Luo Yu Wuxie died for only eleven years. Before his bones were cold, someone was digging the grave and digging the bones!

Digging out people’s ancestral tombs is simply the most shameless and vicious humiliation in the world!

Who dares to be so bold?!

Damn it! Kill it! Kill it! Slash it!

The flowers are filled with wrath, the wind and clouds are silent, and the heaven and earth are in chaos!

Everyone behind him was full of anger.

An old man with thin eyebrows walked out quickly.

The butler, Wei You.
Chapter completed!