Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1153 The General’s Son 6
"That's right, but what are you going to do?" Han Jiang asked, frowning.

"First collect information about her and analyze her weaknesses." The general's son said, "This is a long and difficult process, and it will be quite difficult to implement, but I want to do it all my life."

"Okay, that's the momentum!" Night Breeze patted the general's son on the shoulder heavily, "The weak also have dignity! The weak also have anger! No matter what the reason is, we can't let her do whatever she wants to innocent people!"

"Hmm...!" The general's son nodded emphatically.

The three of them were not surprised at the speed at which the two reached a consensus - both of them had lost a lot because of Disterrell's plan, and the hatred had already been carved into the bone marrow.

"Phew, if that's the case, then you should leave." Huanmeng waved his hand and said, "Huanmeng has already seen your awakening... Your life was not spared by Huanmeng, it was held tightly by you."

"Hold tight... Disterrell will take your hand off." Even if he gave up the idea of ​​assassinating Huanmeng, Phil still didn't like him at all: "You probably don't even know how you died. Know."

"Don't look down on people too much, people on the surface also have ways!" The general's son was a little annoyed.

"Tsk." Phil didn't want to talk to him too much.

"Okay, you should leave as soon as possible." Huanmeng said, "Staying here for too long will not do you any good."

"Well, I see... I'll see you again!" The general's son saluted the four of them, then wrapped his clothes and turban tightly and left the magic circle of fantasy——his attire, he stayed somewhere It will look very suspicious after a long time.

"Huanmeng just let the assassin go." Phil shrugged and said, "It's really hopelessly kind~"

"Just let him realize what he should really do." Huanmeng sighed and said, "But, if possible, it's better not to provoke Disterrell... You have already carried such a huge sorrow, why do you want to do it again?" Do you want to touch greater danger because of hatred?"

"This is the meaning of his life. If he doesn't even do this kind of thing, then he may really feel that life is useless, just like before he came to assassinate Huameng." Night Breeze was still a little excited, "Although he is also very weak, but if many weak forces continue to move forward, grow stronger, and finally gather together...!"

However, even Night Breeze knew how powerful Disterrell was.A drop of water cannot wash away a boulder, and it is estimated that there will be no change in a hundred or ten thousand drops... Quantitative changes will only cause qualitative changes to a certain degree, but no one knows what the "certain degree" is.

Such an objective fact was too cruel and helpless, and Night Breeze could only choose to ignore it.

After all, even if you keep thinking about how difficult this matter is, it won't help... It's better to use that energy to think about how to do it.

Thinking of this is just adding to the pain... Huanmeng shifted her gaze to Phil.

"Phil actually lent the sword to Huanmeng very readily. Are you afraid that Huanmeng will really kill someone?" Huanmeng asked Phil with a smile.

"Ask knowingly... How could you kill someone... It's just to scare people!" Phil said indifferently.

"Hey..." Huanmeng scratched her head, sometimes even if she knew the answer, it would be interesting to ask again.

(End of this chapter)