Chapter six hundred and ninety-seven, let your tongue be as eloquent as you can't...(2/2)
Perhaps it was because the black light was too sharp, and before the head fell, Eunuch Huang still looked sarcastic and harsh, and he didn't even realize that he was dead.
The blood was dull for a long time before it slowly erupted, like a small fountain, dyeing the ground red.
The scene fell into death silence.
Eunuch Huang, who held the imperial edict of His Majesty...he died like this?
This is a great disrespect!
Everyone looked in the sound.
A woman wearing a pitch-black long skirt with a disinterested expression and a strange temperament walked slowly. Her eyes were not shining with any brilliance, and her figure was shrouded in a faint black mist. She could not see it clearly, and could be seen vaguely.
Her hands were as sharp as a sword blade, emitting a cold light.
Beside her was a burly knight holding a dark broadsword, unavailable.
A woman who feels extremely dangerous.
This is everyone's first reaction.
"Miss Green White!?"
Everyone in SHIELD shouted with some uncertainty.
Chapter completed!