The four people, including Mu Youlan, had their expressions slightly change and looked at Jiang Chen, but did not prevent him.
This was a test; if he couldn't endure even this aura, then no matter how high his talent was, it was useless. The soldiers wouldn't agree, and they wouldn't agree to let their troops be led by such a waste.
To be unable to resist the aura of blood evil and killing aura, in the eyes of these iron-blooded soldiers, that is trash!
Feeling that suffocating aura, Jiang Chen laughed, truly laughed, as his lips slightly curved up, and a hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.
This aura is so familiar yet so unfamiliar. Familiar, because of the bloodthirsty aura; unfamiliar, because of the masters of these auras.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes slowly moistened!
"Scared to tears? My goodness, Si Wenhao, what kind of person did you find, a flower in a greenhouse?"
A dark-skinned Spirit Avatar looked at Si Wenhao's Avatar in surprise.
