The night was so deep that almost all the people in the village slept. As if the moon didn't want to disturb people's sleep, it quietly hid in the clouds. It was dark at night, and it could hardly reach for five fingers.

Su Muyan and Qin Yagao grope forward, and Su Muyan suddenly smiles, "Qin ya, what will you think of in such a dark night?"

"of course..." Qin Ya deliberately lengthens the tone.

"night of murder on the dark of the moon!" The two said in unison, and then laughed together.

I went forward for more than 100 meters, and a night wind blew against their direction. Qin...