The world destroying armor, what is it?
The big question is in the heart of the monsoon smoke at the mont.
Situ BA's eyes fell into a deep thought when he saw the monsoon smoke. He was relieved in the dark. He hurriedly said: "general Ji, in the end, I can't help myself. Your Majesty's order can't be violated. I apologize to you for your father and General Yang's matter now. I swear that I will never find any trouble for you in the future. From now on, Qingyan army and you will be like brothers."
Fearing that the monsoon smoke would kill again, situ Ba said: "general Ji, this is the den of the demon clan. This generation of demon clan is about to be born with a new demon king. I would like to take the new and old demon kings with you. I promise that I will never split the credit for this war. If I go back, I will report everything to your majesty! It's all your credit. "
Situ BA's speech speed is very fast. Although he pretends to be calm, his tone has revealed his fear at the mont.
"I never thought of harming you. It's all about Zhan Fei! He was the one who ordered the eldest princess to kill you. I have nothing... "
Situ BA's words were not finished, but the heavy sword on his neck was suddenly heavy. The cold air of the sharp sword was transmitted to situ Ba through the armor on his neck. The strong sense of squeezing sealed his unfinished words in an instant.
"General situ." The monsoon smoke squints at situ Ba who looks scared.
"Although I'm young, don't really treat as a three-year-old. The eldest princess sent Zhan Fei to kill . Yes, but What about you? You killed my father Ji Qie, and you will not be afraid that I will revenge you one day? " The corner of the monsoon cigarette holder raised a sneer, "I'm afraid you'll kill my heart. It's not lower than the big princess."
Situ BA's heart was shocked, and his body was stiff involuntarily. He was really pierced by the monsoon smoke.
Even without the princess and Zhan Fei, situ Ba could not live in the world with the monsoon smoke.
"If children don't believe it, general situ, it's better to keep your lips and tongue down." Monsoon smoke slightly raised his chin, cold eyes swept around the stunned soldiers.
All that situ Ba said just now, for all the people present, is nothing but a talisman.
If it's false, it's all right.
If it is true
Once this matter spreads out, no one here can live.
"Linghe." Suddenly the monsoon smoke opened.
Linghe, in shock, is called back by the voice of monsoon smoke. He subconsciously looks up and sees that the monsoon smoke is waving to him.
Ling he imdiately went over.
"General." Linghe road.
Monsoon smoke takes out the evil breaking sword from its space soul jade and hands it to Ling He.
Ling he stared at the broken evil sword in his hand, and looked at the monsoon smoke in surprise.
"General, this is..."
"I know you always wanted to avenge my father. Now I'll give you this opportunity. " The monsoon smoke said with a smile.
Linghe is full of dreams.
And situba, who was trampled on the ground by the monsoon smoke, felt the strong murderous intention of the monsoon smoke in an instant, and his eyes widened.
"General, I......" Linghe didn't expect that the monsoon smoke would give him the chance of the enemy.
Monsoon smoke laughs at Ling He. She doesn't have much impression on Ji teorite. If she hates situba who killed Ji teorite, she has so affectation. The hatred from the original master is far less than Ling He who has been following Ji teorite for many years.
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