Yuan Zhinu walked out of the darkness with Zero in her arms, and the crowd who watched the show silently made way for them.

In this way, he held the girl in his arms and stood a crossroads of elite mixed races from all walks of life. They walked on the red carpet, as if the descendants of the Austro-Hungarian Empire ascended the throne under the gaze of princes and ministers.

People were watching the face with a mask. They had witnessed the fierce battle just now. Yuan Zhisheng's strength was enough to make all the mixed races on the scene surrender.

If Yuan Zhisheng is the emperor who is above and above, then the young man with a mask in front of him is a god, an incomparable and inviolable god.

He swept the source of fear into the garbage dump, and the ghosts of Prajna, who were regarded as invincible by the mixed race, were like packages toys to be unpacked in front of him.

He mysteriously overwhelmed the heroes. When he walked through the crowd, the aura was filled with a fragrant breeze. No one made a disharmonious sound. People lowered their heads. The scene was quiet as if it was a large mourning meeting. People attended the meeting, but they didn't know who was mourning.

Slap sex...

Monotonous applause rang out in the quiet theater, and lonely applause echoed in the huge opera house, strange and weird.

Yuan Zhinu stopped, and his eyes looked in the direction of the applause. There was a huge curtain in the opera house, and the applause came from behind the curtain, as if the audience who had enjoyed the wonderful performance couldn't help but applaud.

Yuan Chiu frowned slightly, and his plain eyes became nervous at this moment, and Zero also felt this because she leaned on Yuan Chiu's shoulders and could clearly feel Yuan Chiu's muscles tensed at a certain moment.

Angers and Henkel also turned around, nothing could be seen in the dark curtain, as if applause came from the shadow of the void.

"who!"

Angers stood up, and he noticed a very dangerous aura behind the curtain. It was extremely hidden and terrifying. Although it was extremely restrained, after a little exploration, he would find that the aura was as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.

Henkel raised his crutch and pulled out a golden revolver from his waist of his suit-covered trousers. The name of the revolver was "Texas Daybreak". Henkel raised the revolver and buckled the striker. The striker was in place and made a metal sound.

He silently recited the Spirit of Words. In his sight, the curtains were transparent and visible, as if they were a blurred effect made by the game company to harmonize certain perspectives.

Under the action of the "Holy Prison", Henkel can see the trajectory of any object's movement, and allows the bullets fired to have the necessary effect attributes, which is a bit like Odin's Steel Gnell spear.

But what surprised Han Gao was that even under the effect of the "Holy Punishment" of the Yan Ling, he could not see who was hidden behind the curtain. It seemed that the spy satellite was blocked and it was pitch black.

Anger reached out and pressed down Henkel's revolver, and used his eyes to signal him not to act rashly. The other party's ability is very strong, more than a little higher than them. If he really wanted to do it, he only needed to launch a sneak attack just now, and there would never be a living mouth on the scene.

Yuan Zhinu stared at him, as if he had smelled a familiar breath, which was more than one breath, and there were multiple existences.

In addition to behind the curtain, there was also someone above his head.

Yuan Chin Nu looked up and there was a surging air in the dark place, with the familiar smell.

"It's her again?"

It seemed that this was the third time Yuan Zhinu had dealt with her, and he silently said, "Why is this woman so lingering?"

Just as Yuan Chin Nu was confused, there was also a movement from the broken ceiling, as if the sound of a wire rope rubbing against the metal alloy, as if scratching the blackboard with her fingers, which was a bit cunning.

Henkel and Angers looked up again, and saw a few puppet-like things slowly hanging in the air. There were silk threads hanging behind them, and their heads and limbs were always hanging low, a bit like robots without awakening.

Five black dolls landed on the ground, Yuan Chinv clenched his fists, and he gently placed Zero on a luxurious sofa. Just as he left and walked towards the doll, Zero grabbed Yuan Chinv.

"What is that?"

She spoke very softly. Although she knew Yuan Chiu was very strong, she felt a little uneasy in her heart and always felt something was going to happen.

If there were planners in this opera, then the planners in this bloody attack were definitely not fools.

If the attacks continue to be launched under the premise of correct information, especially after witnessing Yuan Chin Nu's methods, the other party must have special considerations or targeting them.

"Just a bunch of failed products, don't worry."

For Yuan Zhinu, Shadow Warrior is a group of toys that can be dismantled at will. If we describe Yuan Zhinu as appropriate, he is a worm raised, but he is the most powerful among the worms, and the other worms are only given to him as food.

How many potions can create a shadow warrior, Yuan Chinnook didn't know how many potions could be used to create a shadow warrior, but what he knew was that there was only one Kaguma Glass in the world.

One of the true shadow warriors is enough.

"Be careful." Zero slowly let go of his hand.

Yuan Chinnv smiled, and the moment she turned her head, the smile gradually faded from her face.

He approached the Shadow Warriors, who were standing in place like unactivated machines, with their heads hanging down. Perhaps they needed a command. Once the command was issued, these Shadow Warriors would be activated like war machines, with red eyes.

But who will activate Shadow Warrior?

Yuan Zhinu came to the side of the Shadow Warrior. These Shadow Warriors were different from the Shadow Dancers just now. They had a dark warrior mask on their faces, which showed a hideous appearance, vermilion lips and black iron teeth.

He pushed one of them with his hands, and the Shadow Warrior was like a weak elderly man. He was pushed by Yuan Zinn and fell to the ground.

This seems to be just a model person, and with the silk thread on them, maybe it is really just a group of puppets holding silk threads?

However, there is still temperature left on their bodies and their skin is full and elastic, so they should not be a group of dead objects.

Yuan Zhinu couldn't understand it and looked up again. There was still no valuable clue. Could it be that these shadow warriors were left here?

Just as Yuan Chisheng was thinking, Yuan Chisheng walked out of the corner. He picked up the spider cut and boy cut on the ground and put it back into the scabbard.

Seeing the movements of Yuan Zhinu, he also leaned over.

"Thank you very much for your help. Your abilities and martial arts are admirable." Yuan Zhisheng stood up straight, putting his hands on his waist on both sides and bowed.

Yuan Zhinu bit her lip, feeling complicated and a little disappointed. He actually didn't want his brother's thanks, because his brother never owed him anything. The relationship between the two should be very good. Just like you rarely say "thank you" to your parents, many things are like "thank you" and it will look particularly strange between blood relatives.

A thank you for being able to distant from the relationship between the two, but instead losing that familiar feeling.

Yuan Zhinu didn't say anything. He even turned his head and did not dare to face his brother's eyes, nor did he dare to speak. He was afraid that he would be recognized by his brother with just a look.

Although Yuan Zhisheng is not as careful and sensitive as Yuan Zhinu, Yuan Zhisheng will never forget his younger brother's eyes.

Yuan Zhisheng stabbed the knife into his younger brother's chest. He looked at Yuan Zhinu's eyes closed. The gaze was engraved in his soul by Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng's thanks did not receive a friendly response from the other party. He was a little confused, but he did not care about this matter. Perhaps the other party was a noble and knowledgeable person and disdained to deal with him?

But Yuan Zhisheng never thought he was a vulgar person. He even bravely stood up to preside over justice to eliminate violence and maintain good deeds. According to the truth, he should be considered a just friend.

What a strange attitude.

Genchiso curled his lips, and he turned his eyes to these masked shadow warriors. The Japanese called this samurai mask "martial cheeks".

"Martial Cheek" is a special accessory in Japanese armor. It has a very Japanese national characteristics. It can cover up the face of a samurai and also act as a means of intimidating opponents.

The Japanese book "Fighting Battle" says: Killing force is not as good as skill, and killing skill is not as good as aura, and overwhelming the enemy in terms of momentum. This is also the ideological background for the widespread use of masks.

However, these masks are used on the faces of these people. Although the momentum is very surging, it does cause a deterrent effect. Compared with the previous Prajna ghosts, they remain motionless and cannot scare people to death even if they have the momentum.

Yuan Zhisheng was puzzled, so he reached out to take off the mask of the Shadow Warrior to see who they were.

Just as Yuan Zhisheng took off the mask of the Shadow Warrior, a strange sound rang in the opera house, very rhythmic and crisp, as if he was hitting something like a wooden fish bangzi.

Yuan Zhineng's body was stunned, her fingers trembled slightly, and her body was trembling. He subconsciously retreated behind Yuan Zhineng's back and grabbed his clothes. However, Yuan Zhineng was also stunned at the moment when the clapper sounded.

But what made him feel was not the sound made by the bangzi, but...

He took off the mask of the Shadow Warrior, and the face exposed by the Shadow Warrior was so broken that he felt like he was exposed.

"Children!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted.

The sound passed through the crowd and reached Angers' ears, and Zero sat upright from the sofa, staring nervously in that direction.

Yuan Zhinu was even more startled and subconsciously replied "Yes". After the word was released, it was bitten back by Yuan Zhinu. The voice was very blurry, but Yuan Zhisheng did not notice the slight promise.

His attention was all on the shadow dancer. Yuan Chinv turned his head and when he saw the shadow warrior's face, a little dull appeared on his face. Then the roar in his heart was like a gushing volcano, instantly burning Yuan Chinv's whole body.

"roll!"

Yuan Zhinu hit the Shadow Warrior's face with a punch. The Shadow Warrior was blown away by Yuan Zhinu's punch. Yuan Zhisheng's face was pale. He even heard the sound of bone cracks. Yuan Zhinu rushed forward to tear the Shadow Warrior's body, but a sword shadow passed by Yuan Zhinu.

I saw Yuan Zhinu's eyes as sharp as a knife, and his sword pointed at Yuan Zhinu's chest, with an extremely fierce look.
Chapter completed!