"You..." Kenan hesitated, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Akali.

But both of them were wearing masks, and no one could see what expression was hidden under each mask.

"Then go." Kainan dismounted, pulled out Shuriken and asked, "Will you be sad to kill someone with the same faith?"

"Yes, it will be very sad." Akali also dismounted, and she raised her cross sickle.

The next moment.

The two of them took action at the same time and headed around.

Around them, several figures hiding in the shadows jumped out, trying to avoid the shuijian and cross scythes that were flying in.

But in the end, they all lay quietly in this eternal shadow.

Will it be sad to kill someone with the same faith? (To be continued...)

ps: First update.

Sorry, I'm not updating in the past two days.

I also saw everyone's urge to update.

But I was in a bad state, so today I was a little better.

Will write another chapter.

Also, Happy Glue Festival.

I've already confessed to the stinky girl.
Chapter completed!