Everyone could see the look in Princess Muhan's eyes.

Fear to the extreme, that's the kind of look.

No one spoke.

Princess Muhan calmed down, and they all quieted down.

With a hand without a trace of surprise, Mao Dun put it on Princess Muhan's soft shoulder, and after a while, Princess Muhan's pale cheeks gradually returned to blood.

Everyone didn't dare to ask Princess Muhan to continue immediately.

"Good adversary." Mao Dun's eyes were hot, and he looked at General German: "The Soul Eater Force is worthy of being trained by the shaman alliance witch god himself, and it is indeed a fierce enemy. Every time he said something like that, he would say it to General German.

"It's a pity!" General Germain's expression was also peculiar: "It's a pity that they also have weaknesses. ”

"Afraid of light?"

"If you have weaknesses, you are not a strong opponent."

"Everyone has weaknesses."

"But the weakness of the rival won't let you know."

"Have you ever heard of Manas?"

"Manas?"

"His weakness is that he is afraid of death. As a result, he died, in the coffin he carried with him, and then, when the enemy thought that the number one enemy had been removed from his carelessness, he almost destroyed him overnight and uprooted him. ”

"There's a legend about it."

"Yes, so for a good player, exposing his weaknesses in front of the opponent's eyes is likely to be his brilliance."

"However, the 'Soul Eater Force' is really afraid of fire, and there are too many dark times in this world."

"The shaman god doesn't even have a flaw."

"We don't even know the ...... of his actions"

"It's hard to find such a rival."

"Alright." Maudun said to Princess Muhan, "We are all waiting for you to tell you what happened......

It's gloomy, it's not like the wind, but like a wet cloth, and it collapses straight into people's faces.

Tocharian put the water stain on his finger to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said in a lost voice: "Blood! ”

Before the soldiers could lose their voices, they heard their hearts beat. It was like a heartbeat in the darkness of a rectangle. In the midst of the wind, one of the swordsmen suddenly fell. His heart had stopped. His heart was suddenly hollowed out, and someone held on to the wall Yuyu to move forward. Suddenly, the man found that he had "gone" the hand.

His hand was still on the wall, his man was still moving forward, his hand certainly wouldn't leave his body, his hand was severed—his voice was out of his throat just as he was about to shout it.

Of course, his head also left his head at the same time, and it was only a matter of a moment, and only five of the seven Imperial Guard swordsmen remained. Two companions have died without a sound.

"And then ----" Princess Muhan's mind was still bitten by the horror of that day, as if she was giving a soul to a huge Lord of the Flies, and she couldn't get rid of it, and she couldn't struggle, but her disgust and fear drowned people like waves, and "then ......"