He looked at his 'mother' with his soulful eyes. She seemed touched when she was met with Shen Lian's star-like gaze.
Shen Lian's gaze filtered into the depths of her bier like starlight. Perhaps it was due to their mother-and-son bond, there was no barrier between the both of them. There seemed to be something unexplainable within her conscious.
The light in Shen Lian's eyes dimmed, and there appeared to be a gentle stream flowing into her gaze.
The female soldiers were attacking from both sides. Han Ying drew out a narrow and thin sword. She pierced into a female soldier's throat at a skillful angle.
Unfortunately, her opponents were not merely a single female soldier, but a troop of well-trained female soldiers.
The female soldiers seemed to be under a spell and were fearless. They charged with their long swords.