Late at night, the colors faded, and only the occasional moonlight could reflect the blood on the boy's body. As for the blood on the ground, the blood had already penetrated into the soil, but I couldn't see any redness. My home was gone, and more than 100 people from the Jiang Mansion were gone, and the screams of relatives were echoed in my ears, the sound of a long knife stabbing into the body, the sound of the fire burning and bursting out.