"What is Yin Ge?" At this moment, Chu Mo didn't notice that his eyes had turned completely red, nor did he notice that each time he killed a cavalryman, an almost invisible blood thread would fly into his body.
To be precise, it flew into the jade piece on his chest!
As the number of people he killed increased, the blood-colored trace the size of a fingernail on the large blue stone in his jade space began to rise little by little from the most vivid part.
Although the progress was slow, it was growing with each kill Chu Mo made!
Bloody evil aura!
Chu Mo didn't know what this bloody evil aura was or what it could be used for.
He wouldn't consider these questions now. From the moment he witnessed the brutality of these cavalrymen, he no longer considered them as his own kind.
Qi Xiaoyu was also ruthless in her actions, and the number of cavalrymen who died at her hands was not much fewer than those killed by Chu Mo.
