The colored light refracted each other and finally reflected on the ground, and the young man in white came, as if stepping on a rainbow, suddenly falling into the mortal dust but not stained with taces.

The crisp voice is like the shallow splash of pearl broken jade when it falls into the water, and the careless eyes sweep over, but the bright eyes make people have to have a shock from the bottom of their hearts.

It's a kind of bad thing, like a shock from the soul.

Invisible fear hung over my heart, with a heavy depression.

However, when everything in front of me coincided with the impression, it changed again and again.

This person, such a person, how could she be the little prince of the Northern Heavens?

This look alone makes them respectful.

It seems that many years ago, the unruly man who was empty-eyed, swept the battlefield and was invincible, and achieved a generation of eternal myths.

The North Heaven, the first god of war.

The god of war has always been there since ancient times.

It can be recognized by the entire Eastern Continent as the first god of war.

There is only one.

However, the person in front of him is Fenghua, Fenghua is the gentleman, the waste wood, the poor worm who has been destined to be sad since birth, and the person who was sent to death by his own country, how can he appear in this person in front of him?

"You, what have you done?"

"Where are all our people?"

The fear in my heart overlapped with what was in front of me, and a nameless fear arose, obviously questioning, but I had no confidence. They obviously sent away a terrifying demon king, why did they come again?

"They? Look up. Accurately grasping the horror in the eyes of these people, Fenghua suppressed these questions in his heart, and kindly reminded him.

Hearing this, everyone listened to Fenghua's words, and looked back from her body, looking at a special screen formed by the white mist that disappeared after Fenghua snapped his fingers.

"Shhh

"This!"

"Ah!!h

After seeing the pictures presented in the various small compartments inside, there was a loud shout from the crowd.

Ninety-three men, each of them were tied to a large tree, and among them the teenagers were uniformly ragged, except for an undergarment, and the girls, though not stripped naked, were also tied to the trunk.

Among them, the worst is the strange young man of Chiyang Kingdom who refuses to be named.

His entire large-font shape was hung upside down on the swing that Fenghua had played before.

All tied up there, without the slightest sign of resistance, how did she do it?

Even if she had gravity magic, she couldn't do that, not to mention, none of them felt the fluctuations in the use of gravity magic, and the land didn't change anywhere.

Isn't Fenghua a waste of firewood?

If not.

So......

Today's elegance is only 16 years old.

Sixteen, like a magic number.

Countless people were frightened, as if they had thought of something terrible, as if they were about to blurt out some stories and words, but in the end, they covered their mouths in horror because they were too shocked.

I swallowed the words that came to my mouth again. However, I can't hide it anymore, and the fear that is beating in my eyes.