Chen Mo swiftly flipped over, picked up the longsword dropped from the Black Shadow's hand, and as the only surviving Black Shadow rose, the longsword pressed directly against its neck. Coldly, he said:
"Don't move!"
But the scene that followed made Chen Mo's eyes widen. The Black Shadow grabbed the longsword in Chen Mo's hand and slid its neck forward.
Hiss...
Warm blood spurted from the Black Shadow's neck, splattering all over Chen Mo's face, some even into his eyes, yet he didn't blink an eye.
He stared at the corpse collapsing on the ground, somewhat stunned.
So brave?
Directly slicing the neck?
Also.
Technically speaking, it was his first time killing someone. Although in strict terms, he wasn't the one who killed, the person still died in front of him, under his sword.
Not only was Chen Mo not afraid, but his eyes showed a bit of excitement, as if something inside him was rousing.
Even with Xiao Yunxi and Cai'Er calling him, he didn't respond.
