On a sunny afternoon, a rift in time and space opens where the sea and sky connect, as if the whole sea has been swallowed.
Everyone was staring blankly.
It wasn't until dozens of red-eyed monsters as tall as the sky appeared inside, with grinning mouths and fangs as big as five or six people, that the people watching screamed and ran away.
Lin Chuxia and Chushuang stood there with their backs straight.
Lin Chuxia: "Are you ready?"
Chushuang nodded, then pressed the watch on her wrist.
A strong wind quickly blew up around Lin Chuxia, and the wind turned into two crescent knives hanging on Lin Chuxia's arms.
"Lin Chuxia, don't let them go!"
Lin Chuxia made a vague scratch on her chest, slowly clenched her fingers, and a cold light flashed across the blade of the scimitar.
"Of course."
Purpose: Ordinary people's mission call