Qi Xue was blindfolded, looking at this grieving man, but she was also very distressed. She wanted to get up and walk to him, hug him, and give him a trace of comfort, but she couldn't.
After all the corpses fell down, the night sky fell silent again. The wind blew the corpses, and the dense bloody smell filled the night sky, making people feel sad.
After a while, but seeing laughter from the air, the laughter was triumphant and presumptuous, seeming to laugh at Tanqi and the others, and despise them. With laughter, under the moonlight, I gradually saw that there was an ox cart in the sky, and behind the cart were about fifty soldiers. These soldiers rode fierce mounts, and behind them, they continued to count. Hundreds of demons.
It seemed that the twenty soldiers of the Mythical Beast Corps were killed by them. Tan Qi immediately summoned the'Listening to the Sword', facing the night sky, looking like a male lion that was injured and angry.