"It's time to lose my soul."

"Bang"

Step on your left foot and bless your true energy.

Just like a war hammer hitting a watermelon, amid the muffled sound, red and white splashed all over the ground, and blood beads flew to Chen Qiu's face. He turned around, stretched out his fingers, and wiped it casually on his face.

A trace of ferocious blood marks became on his white and clean face.

The plain robe and hemp clothes were covered with blood.

He looked at the stunned people in the world,

In this era, although the royal power declined, there are still a few who despise and kill like Chen Qiu.

Although everyone said that the court was not good, the one who died at Shen Qiu's hands was the King of Huainan!

That's the Regent of the Southern Kingdom!

"Don't you guys want Shen to show your ambition with blood?"

Chen Qiu shook the silver spear in his hand, the red tassels were flying, and everything was silent. The young man with a broken hair and a hole stood in front of the headless corpse that was still twitching.

He smiled, with white filial piety on his head and bloodstains on his face, white and red in the silence of everything, reflecting so dazzlingly.

He whispered:
Chapter completed!