Killiman couldn't believe his eyes, this person in front of him was his brother Horus?

Fake, right?

The Horus in his impression is handsome and chic, tall and straight, with a face like a crown of jade, and a color better than peach blossoms, and he is the only one among the twenty original bodies that can be as good as St. Giles, which makes people feel good at first sight.

But what has become of Horus now?

He was as thin as Motaris, almost a rod, and a wide robe

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