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A slight "hiss" caught everyone's attention.

On Qiao Ya's corpse, a milky white air mass drilled out of the slightly open mouth.

Pandis and Stiena couldn't help but widen their eyes.

There was a relieved smile on Chris's face.

He beckoned, and the milky white gas was wrapped in the spiritual power shield and floated into the palm of Cris's hand.

Chris turned around, and Pandis and Stiena saw that his eyes were sad and angry, as if he hadn't slept for days, and his eyes were bloodshot, and they looked very hideous.

Erin couldn't help but turn her head into Pandis's arms, not daring to look at him.

Christo walked up to her with the air mass and said in a low voice, "See? What is this?"

That air mass rushed left and right in the spiritual power shield, and it seemed to be a life form with a unique form.

Erin's head was still buried in Pandis's arms, and without answering, Pandis said, "What is this?"

Chris smiled faintly and did not speak, but the spiritual power shield suddenly shrank inward, from the original basin size to the size of a fingertip in an instant.

A terrible hiss sounded in my ears.

The milky white air mass emitted an extremely brief flash of light and vanished.

Pandis clearly felt that Erin's body in his arms also trembled.

Something is wrong with this kid!

"Erin, what's wrong with you?" she asked softly to the girl in her arms.

Erin didn't answer.

Behind him, footsteps rang out, and screams sounded.

Chris turned away.

Several of the guards brought the bound men to Chris, who nodded lightly, and then let them kneel on the grass, and then stood on either side.

Most of the maids who were brought were maids, and a few guards, a total of six people, who were originally crying and struggling, but when they saw Chris, they were quiet.

Chris just glanced at them, then looked up and didn't know what he was looking at.

The bound attendants looked at each other, and finally one of the guards dared to whisper, "My lord, why are you arresting us?"

Chris didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard, still looking at the sky.

"Your Excellency?"

They had all seen Joy's body at Chris's feet, and the fear in their eyes could no longer be hidden.

Another maid also trembled, "My lord, did we do something wrong?"

Still no answer.

But he frowned.

"Boom"

The other side trembled slightly.

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

A figure rushed towards this place at a rapid pace, getting closer.

Everyone could see it clearly, but it was Traca, who had a man in one hand and a sword in the other, and in two blinks of an eye he was in front of Chris:

"Your Excellency. ”

The corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he coughed lightly a few times, splashing on his chest, but his face did not change much, but his voice was a little hoarse: "My lord, my lord..."

Chris nodded and interrupted him, "I know, you're doing well, Tlaka, go get some rest." His eyes turned to the man Tlarka had brought.

It was Ophelio, the shy and shy girl's face was like a blank sheet of paper at the moment, she was trembling all over, her eyes were wide, her teeth were hitting each other, and she made a "gott" sound, as soon as Tlaca let go of her hand, she sat down on the ground, looked up at Chris, as if she wanted to smile at Chris, but when she saw Chris's indifferent eyes, her mouth was slightly open, but she couldn't speak.

Chris only looked at her once, then stopped looking.

At the end of the small building, Darnell's figure appeared.

There was a hole in the armor on his chest, and although he looked a little embarrassed, his anger did not diminish, and when he saw Cris, he shouted from afar:

"Chris, is it really your order?"

Behind him, Chris's mother, accompanied by several maids, hurried over, and poor the unemployed mother, who had come all the way, exhausted and panting, and her hair and clothes were a little disheveled.

Chris sighed, stepped forward, and whispered, "Father, mother." ”

Mother stood still, hunched over and gasping for breath, unable to speak, but Darnell shouted, "What are you going to do, Chris?

He pointed to the attendants who were kneeling on the ground and were tied, and said, "And them, are you crazy!"

Darnell rarely spoke in such a loud voice, as the head of the side of the Kibu Territory, he naturally carried the momentum of the superior, and the guards around him couldn't help but tremble, especially the few guards who obeyed Chris's words to arrest people, and their faces were even more pale, and they were full of regret.

Chriss, with his head down, listened motionlessly to Darnell's scolding, and raised his head without changing his face: "Father, mother." Just look at it. ”

"You know what," Darnell said angrily, "and don't let go of Erin yet." ”

Chrissy said seriously: "I'm sorry, father, no!"

"You—" Darnell's eyes widened, "do you want to kill Erin? ”

How much Chris loves this sister, Darnell naturally knows very well, and at this time he can't help but have a trace of doubt in his heart: Could it be that the one in front of him is not Chris at all?

Chrisse looked at Darnell without fear, his tone still very respectful: "Father, you wait a moment. ”

Then, before Darnell could reply, he turned abruptly.

Everyone just felt that it was a flower in front of them.

There was a series of "Titicaca" sounds in the field.

Those who were bound were all stunned, lost their breath of life, and collapsed limply to the ground.

Only Ophelio was an exception, but she was also stunned.

Chris's body, on the other hand, appeared next to the last man.

"Ah~"

Countless screams rang out, and there were even the voices of a few guards in the middle.

Pandis turned his face away, unable to bear to look at it again.

Chris's mother also saw it from afar, and fainted with a low cry, and the maids around her hastened to hold her up.

Darnell was also stunned.

Seven lives!

It's not like Darnell hasn't killed anyone, but killing a few at once like this is still hard for him to accept, even if the squires are just squires, even if not a drop of blood is shed.

There was no smell of blood on the grass that had suddenly turned into an execution ground, but many of the attendants still couldn't help but bow their heads and start vomiting. (To be continued.) )