In the cold wind and rain, on the tower opposite, his long hair was disheveled, the corners of his eyes were raised, and he smiled charmingly.
"Chen He, are you sure you want to do this?!"
Sticky rain flowed from the Donghua Kingdom coach's forehead and hair, but he could only look at the man in the city.
"Hahaha," it was still the same laughter that he had heard thousands of times, "Li Chen, today, I will kill you one by one..." He slowly gestured like a knife across his neck, his eyes cold and unable to tolerate anything.
An overwhelming massacre, filled with blood. The people around him fell one by one. He also chopped down one after another, but still no one hurt him. He was angry, roared, drew an arrow and shot it hard at his expressionless face.
He was too excited, and the arrow missed its target, nailing into a red brick in his hand, and his feathers trembled again and again.
He glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth, stopped looking at him, turned around and walked leisurely back to the city.
Outside the city, blood flowed into a river, but on the city, the rain quickly washed away the winding blood trail behind him.