the sound of the fight in the square suddenly subsided, just like the turning tide frozen in a moment with a very cold current, turning into an iceberg. The cold wind and tranquility cooperate to bury the killing machine in the void, shooting like a cold arrow, passing through everyone's heart, leaving a fatal wound.

the atmosphere in the square suddenly died, and the rustling sound of the old man's green feather and Luo fan also stopped.

the old man put his hand on both sides, looked at the ruler with strange eyes, and asked with a smile, "do you mean to let me kill them and fulfill your wish...