With that said, she no longer cared about Chu Linyuan, directly drew out a military thorn, and stared closely at the people of the Hell Death Group, with a cold light flashing in her eyes, and her expression was extremely determined.

"Get ready to fight!"

She greeted Long Fei and others.

At that moment, her whole aura changed.

Cool and confident.

Heroic and heroic, with high morale.

"Fight to the death!"

Following her words, Long Fei and others also stared, gritted their teeth and roared. They looked determined and prepared to die together with the enemy.

The soldiers in the northern border are restrained, and this battle must be extremely difficult for them.

When Chu Linyuan saw this, he couldn't help but be moved.

These people knew they would die, but they did not flinch when facing the enemies of the Hell Death Group.

"Why bother?"

Then, he sighed and shook his head.

"If you kill one person from the Hell Death Group, you will not stop fighting. What if I killed so many people from the Hell Death Group?"

He muttered, "If that's the case, then I'll send you all to hell!"

His tone suddenly turned cold, extremely cold.

"Ling'er, Erha!"

He shouted.

Jingle Bell!

In an instant, Erha shook his body, bared his teeth, and took two steps forward. The bell on his neck kept ringing.

The bell of the eighth scythe?

The members of the Hell Death Group were so familiar with the sound of the bell that they couldn't help but be startled. Then, following the sound of the bell, they looked towards Erha.
Chapter completed!