章 217: Bandit Suppressing: To Kill Or To Capture? (VII)

Arrows were regarded as an order. A group of black figures snuck into the village from the doorway, hiding in the shadows like ghosts.

Nongqin remained stone-faced, and her dark eyes were terribly ruthless.

It was not her first time killing, and she acted calmly out of expectation. Her head was not fraught with fear or hesitation, but instead the voice of her Langjun when she taught her rang in her mind.

Her mind more sober than it had ever been. She became calmer and calmer every time she brought another bandit to heaven.

At that moment, she finally realized why Langjun said that some feelings were non transmissible by the language, and only by personal experience could she genuinely comprehend them.

Her hands were stable, but her chest was burning with a scorching impulse. It felt as though it could spread all over the body and burn up all of her reason.