The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

Generalissimo Omer, who was leading the way, stood on the back of his red dragon, raised his right hand high, and gave an order.

Seeing this, the soldiers behind them stopped in an orderly manner and began to prepare for camping in an orderly manner.

Generalissimo Omer was also seriously injured in the battle of the Imperial City, and nearly died. He was rescued by his subordinates while he was in a coma, otherwise he would have died in the Imperial City long ago.

What made him most heartbroken was not only the fall of the imperial city, but also the annihilation of the royal army that had been training so hard for half a lifetime. His son Oles was killed in battle, and even his family members were separated. I am afraid that there are too many evils, and his wisdom will be ruined overnight. , became a loner, and now he hated that magic dragon and monster to the bone, and wished he could go to the imperial city right now to avenge his hatred.

"Come down."

With Andre on his back, Mu Bai held Han Yan's little hand and jumped down to the ground.

Looking around, the desolate surroundings are dead silent, and some scattered bones can be vaguely seen, because they should be civilians who died at the mouth of monsters.

A cold wind blew, and suddenly a snowflake fell.

"It's snowing?" Han Yan was taken aback.

The goose-feather-like snow hit the cheeks head-on, and there was a slight chill.

Mu Bai looked up at the vast and hazy sky, and sighed in his heart for a moment, spring passed and winter came, and a year passed in a blink of an eye.

"Be careful of catching a cold, go and rest." Mu Bai said softly.

"En." Han Yan nodded slightly.

At this time, in the guard camp where they were, the group of soldiers quickly set up rows of tents.

Mu Bai led Han Yan and walked towards the tent in front of him.

……

Late at night.

The world was desolate and silent.

The cold wind made the tent rattle, and the temperature dropped a lot.

In the tent where Mu Bai was, there was a bright bonfire burning. He and Han Yan sat beside the bonfire, silently, thinking about their own thoughts.

The flames in front of him danced gracefully like elves.

The gaze in Mu Bai's eyes flickered, showing a hint of murderous intent from time to time.

Han Yan has been staring at the change of Mu Bai's face, secretly surprised in her heart, since she came back, during the time she spent with Mu Bai, she often saw Mu Bai exuding such a murderous look.