Chapter 270 Who Gave You the Courage to Speak Loudly to Your Grandpa Niu? (Two-in-One Plus)

Chapter 270 Who gave you the courage to speak loudly to your awesome grandpa? (2-in-1 plus)

Yes, Aqua!

Since they are favored by the boss, they don't care much anymore. Moreover, since they are the Four Seas Dragon Palace, the amount of water tribes needed in a sea area is divided among their families, and the amount is no longer enough.

The Dragon King of the West Sea glanced at the sulky elder brother, smiled heartily, and turned to Zhang Ke:

"A few fish and shrimp aquariums are not worth mentioning."

"On the contrary, sorting out the water veins in this sea area is quite tedious and boring. My eldest brother is usually very arrogant and indulges his juniors. I am afraid that the sons and grandsons of the dragons in the East China Sea will not be able to bear this hardship!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was greeted by the angry looks of the dragon sons and grandsons of the East China Sea.

What can't be endured?

If being a Dragon King means suffering, we don't mind suffering every day.

Do you really think they just like to stay in the East China Sea and have fun? Do you really think that the Dragon Clan spends all day in the boudoir galloping on the battlefield?

Except for those bastards who have mothers and no fathers to care about, all dragons born in a normal way have to accept almost strict management since childhood. They are all good at civil and martial arts, but they are just like those who usually live in a family of their own in the outside world. Fortunately, the parents have enough time to train him.

But the Dragon Palace family is too big after all. Their parents and uncles are either guarding a waterway, or helping the Dragon King to govern the East China Sea. When they have no time to take care of it, and with some temptations, some weak-minded people go astray. road.

But those losers have long been taken to a remote place and put under their jurisdiction. No matter whether they are willing to be dragon breeders or addicted to drunkenness, if they want to get close to the Dragon Palace, they may not have the chance until they die of old age.

But those who can come to such an important occasion today are all the leaders of the dragon clan in the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

How can it be as bad as what the Dragon King of the West Sea said?

But the Dragon King of the West Sea is their elder after all. No matter how much he complains in his heart, glaring angrily is the limit, but he can't say anything more. After all, not speaking is just a few words, but if he refutes it openly in this palace, Even if the opportunity comes, it will only be an advantage to his brothers. As for themselves, there is no chance.

Therefore, in the face of the slander of the Dragon King of the West Sea, many dragon sons and grandsons, although their expressions were unspeakable, could only look at Zhang Ke with expectant eyes in the end, hoping that they could leave a trace of impression when they visited him just now.

After all, this sea area still belongs to the Soul-saving King.

No matter how fanciful the claims of the Dragon Kings are, who should I choose or not?

The final decision-making power still rests with this person.

However, at this time, the Dragon King of the South China Sea moved his body quietly, blocking the many sight lines with his broad back, so that the conversation between Zhang Ke and the Dragon King of the West Sea would not be accidentally disturbed.

Seeing this, many dragon sons and grandsons suddenly looked desperate.

On the other side, after chatting for a while, the topic gradually deepened.

As he said that, the Dragon King of the West Sea pointed to a few handsome men and women standing aside, and said: "I specially selected two hard-working descendants before I came here. I wanted them to see the big scene, but I didn't want to meet them. Why don't you take a look at this opportunity? If you are interested in it, why not consider it?"

Zhang Ke followed the direction directed by the Dragon King and looked at several dragon sons and dragon girls.

Prime Minister Turtle's efforts were not in vain after all.

Although the dragon kings arrived faster than expected, due to incomplete information, the number of heirs they brought was not as large as that of Donghai. Each dragon king only brought one son and one daughter, six in total.

His eyes circled around these figures, and Zhang Ke finally selected two dragon girls and a dragon son.

It's not that he prefers looks.

Perhaps the incident happened so suddenly that the three dragon kings did not have time to explain in advance. These dragons were not as showy as their opponents had shown, and their true nature was inevitably revealed; When he looked at Zhang Ke, he looked more or less arrogant.

Naturally, Zhang Ke was excluded from the ranks.

After all, what Zhang Ke needs is just a few hard-working characters who can hide in the sea with peace of mind and perform the duties of gods for him, combing the water veins and prospering the sea, not a dragon king who actually controls the rise and fall of the sea and orders the aquatic tribe.

It is impossible for him to let a few unstable factors go to Kyushu, Huo Huo's hometown in the future.

Moreover, since all the dragon palaces from all over the world have contributed their efforts, although it is somewhat different, Zhang Ke cannot be too biased. It is best to spread the rain and dew.

In this regard, the three dragon kings are all right.

After all, they are all their own children, so who should they take with them?

In other words, they were extremely lucky to be chosen by Zhang Ke. After all, if they followed the normal process and arranged for their sons and daughters to take charge of a water vein in the river, they would have had to wait a long time.

Although the number is small, one can be solved one by one.

After all, the tension in the divine position is related to the general environment.

There are countless rivers, but the number of dragons, dragons, and grandsons far exceeds this amount. Even if three or five dragons are squeezed into one river, all the dragons can find something to do. What's more, the water god is not only the dragon clan's envoy, the emperor of the world, but also the local people. The common people and heaven are involved.

Moreover, Dragon Girl is more convenient than Dragon Son in some aspects.

This means that Zhang Ke can't see through people's hearts. Otherwise, he really wouldn't mind writing a letter to the four Dragon Kings. He loves to pull red strings so much, why don't you guys do this Yue Lao job together.

Then he introduced Zhang Ke by the way.

The dragon son Ao Shuang and the two dragon girls, one Ao Xin and one Ao Yun, are all very outstanding dragon clans in the three dragon palaces. If Zhang Ke hadn't been an unexpected factor, "it wouldn't take long" for them to be He has to be sent to the rivers on land to serve as the river dragon king of a water area.

At this time, Ao Xin also walked out under the guidance of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, and looked at each other with the other two dragon girls. Then the three of them smiled sweetly, and talked together about how aunt and nephew cared about each other.

Seeing this, Long Zi Ao Shuang on the side felt an inexplicable chill, and quietly moved a few steps outside.

Zhang Ke didn't notice this. At this time, he was being pulled by three dragon kings to chat with each other as if they were late to meet each other.

Although there were some inquiries in the words, it was more that the three dragon kings were competing with each other. You build a palace, I will give you gold and silver jewelry, you fill in three hundred sharks, and I will bring five hundred clam girls. When you see this, East China Sea Not willing to be left alone, the Dragon King squeezed in and sent out a song and dance troupe with just one opening of his mouth.

In just a few words, Zhang Ke was able to build a Dragon Palace. In some aspects, it was even better than the Dragon Palace itself here.

He is indeed an old dragon who has lived for a long time.

When they can lower their posture, they can really talk. If Zhang Ke hadn't listened more and talked less, he might have been tricked by them secretly, and finally left with a few more caged dragon girls.

However, when the atmosphere in the Dragon Palace became even higher due to the arrival of the three Dragon Kings.

Far away in the Western Region, in a place filled with wind and sand, a huge figure was walking through a sandstorm. Standing on a sand dune formed by wind and sand erosion, he looked at the old earth city that looked very dilapidated in the distance under the dim sky.

With a suspicious look on his face, he took out the map he bought from the Song Dynasty, and after comparing it, he fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he spit out the sand in his mouth and said in a low voice:

"I'm not dazzled either, but this girl is Yumen Guan?"

This figure was Xi Qu who secretly escaped while taking advantage of the Dragon Palace banquet.

After promising Zhang Ke, he did not stay much in the Song Dynasty, and even the Liao Kingdom just passed by.

Although the Central Plains is huge, there is no place where it can stand.

As the first human land it saw after leaving the underworld, Xiqu still had some feelings for the land in the Western Region.

Although it is not the same world, the mountains, rivers and rivers are not like people, and there is not much difference between the Western Region and the Western Region.

However, it did not react until it reached the west side of the Liao Kingdom and approached the original land of the Western Regions. It seemed that its decision was made a little too early.

The scene I saw was very different from what I imagined.

Even though times have changed, and even several dynasties have changed, it is not surprising that the expected changes in the Western Region have occurred. However, although the Western Region cannot be said to have beautiful mountains and clear waters, it was originally lush and green. Where is it like now? , everywhere is desolate, and under the erosion of wind and sand, everything in the world has a dim color.

Along the way, most of the creatures that can be seen are snakes, insects, rats, and ants, and there are only a few human caravans, let alone the spirits and monsters.

The key point is that this dilapidated and small place with dozens of gray-haired old soldiers standing sparsely on it is called Yumen·Guan. It really can't accept it!

This is very different from the majestic city it saw when it followed the emperor's car to Chang'an. It also had a group of old men guarding the city. Seriously?

How can such a group of old men resist the wolf-like Tibetans and many barbarians around them?

The key is still there.

Judging from the information obtained from the literati invited by Xiqu when he passed by.

The Tang Dynasty in this world did not transcend, but developed step by step according to its historical trajectory. After the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty gradually lost control of the Western Regions, and the Anxi capital that suppressed all directions hundreds of years ago After losing the blood transfusion from the Tang Dynasty, Hufu also gradually withered after experiencing the Battle of Jixiang Temple, and was slowly engulfed by the surrounding barbarians.

Sixty years after the Anxi Army was destroyed by Tubo and the Western Region fell into the hands of Tubo, the local Han people, led by General Zhang of the Tang Dynasty, resisted again and overthrew the Tang Dynasty vassal town created by Tubo!

And it was also recognized by Datang at that time.

It can be regarded as ZTE in another sense.

But after Xiqu was full of curiosity and hurried here.

That's it?

It was outrageous that the Tang Dynasty, which had great martial arts and defeated unrivaled opponents in the world, only left such a vassal town, but from Xiqu's perspective, the so-called Guiyi Army looked like it was taking jujube pills. .

Is it out of date, or is it that the surrounding barbarians cannot be reused? Can this group of old guys cobbled together soldiers open up a territory in the Western Region?

Although I was extremely confused.

But Xiqu still put away the map and walked down the sand dune step by step.

No matter what, you are here, and it would be unreasonable not to go and see.

In the distance, on the city wall that had been eroded by the wind and sand and became very dilapidated, a group of old soldiers were leaning on the city wall, struggling to resist the wind and sand.

Suddenly, one of the old soldiers shouted loudly: "Old Wang, Old Wang, come and see, why does something seem to be moving in this sandstorm?"

"You old thing, I'm afraid your eyes are dim. What can be in this sandstorm? Why does it seem like there is something?" The old soldier known as Lao Wang lay on the wall and took a look, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Then he wiped his eyes in disbelief, leaned out again, and examined it carefully for a while.

"Why does that thing look like it's not a human?"

"Not like a human?" Hearing this, the old soldier shuddered and turned to run under the city wall, while hurriedly shouting: "Oh no, it's probably the monsters around here who want to take advantage of the sandstorm to have a bite in the city. Quickly, go door to door in the city and tell them to keep an eye on their kids and close the door; I'll go and inform the captain!"

"Slow down, you're old, don't fall or it won't work!"

However, as soon as the words came out, the voice was obscured by the wind and sand.

The old soldier who left only heard a few vague words, but he didn't bother to look back because the matter was urgent. He just waved his hand and then disappeared around the corner.

Seeing this, the old soldier named Zhang punched the city wall in frustration.

His palm was immediately cut by the rough wall, and the blood flowed down his fingertips, but he didn't care much. He casually told a few relatively young soldiers to go to the tower to take shelter, and then turned around and lay on the wall to look out.

As for himself. If he could live, who would want to die?

But there was no way.

The battle of Xiangji Temple and the previous continuous war with the Uighurs consumed too much fresh blood. The foundation laid by the Han people in the Western Regions during the Tang Dynasty had long been consumed by hundreds of years of war.

Now, even he, an ordinary old soldier in the army, knows that the Guiyi Army is yesterday's flower.

Even if the generals of these generations are still wise and good at dancing, the governance of the two states of Guasha under their rule is thriving, but a good cook cannot cook without rice. It is these old soldiers who are guarding the city. They know how empty the Guiyi Army is now, and they don't know when the Uighurs will see through the truth, and then the Western Region will fall again.

I heard that a few years ago, the dynasty in the east changed again, and the newly established dynasty was called Zhao Song?

I don’t know if they can rise up and rebuild the glory of the Tang Dynasty.

But even though the Tang Dynasty rose from the hands of Emperor Taizong and dominated the four directions, it is still unknown whether the Song Dynasty will continue the path of the previous dynasties.

In any case, he will not be able to live to see the Western Regions return to the rule of the Han people, and now even the thought of returning to his hometown is probably gone.

Forget it, forget it, an old man, and he has lived for more than 40 years. Even if he is eaten by a monster, it is not a loss.

If he can feed the other party a little, there will be fewer little guys to be captured, then he would rather be eaten by the other party a few more times to keep the Han people in the city behind him.

Gradually, the old soldier named Zhang stopped lying on the wall to look around, but straightened his back, adjusted his helmet, picked up the Mo Dao at his side again, and his cloudy eyes were as sharp as a hawk. Under his influence, dozens of old soldiers standing on the wall also tidied themselves up and stood straight.

"Oh, it looks quite imposing this way. Was I arbitrary before?"

As he spoke, as the distance gradually shortened, the wind and sand could no longer cover Xiqu's figure, and his huge body and ferocious aura were directly exposed to the eyes of many old soldiers on the wall.

It's over, here comes a big belly!

The old soldiers looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Then the old soldier named Zhang spoke up and shouted, "Who are you? How dare you break into the city of Guiyi Army? If you know what's good for you, get out of here quickly. If you take another step forward, don't blame me for killing you. I'll use your skin and flesh to provide a new meal for the guard of Yumen Pass!"

After he finished speaking, another voice rang out from the other side of the wall: "Haha, why is Brother Zhang talking so much to this beast? What does it know? Just open the city gate and kill it!"

Xiqu turned his head and happened to see a helmet disappear from the gap of the parapet of the city wall. It seemed that he really went to open the city gate.

Xiqu: ? ? ?

This shabby Yumen Pass has this ability?

If you come up and don't even say a word, you just want to kill. Then what city do you want to guard with a group of old soldiers! If you put some elite soldiers, anyone who sees it will stop far away?

Fishing?

Fuck, it remembered.

When he didn't go out with his master in the later life, Xiqu was not idle. In addition to practicing, he also kept learning knowledge through the Internet. He looked at everything.

Naturally, he knew the situation of food and grass in the ancient army.

Although the treatment of soldiers had always been quite good before the Song Dynasty, it was only compared with ordinary people. Being able to have a full meal every day was considered good. Dried meat and other good things could only be eaten before the battle.

And the Guiyi Army, without the supplement from the Tang Dynasty, was independent, and the Western Regions had become so barren now. Not to mention the dried meat reserves, even ordinary dry food would not be so sufficient.

It weighed several thousand kilograms with skin and bones, not to mention that it was all top-quality beef. Didn't it just bump into the muzzle of the gun?

But after his eyes swept over the front hoof, Xiqu's heart settled down again.

Although the wind and sand are everywhere outside Yumen Pass and there is a lack of water, which limits its ability, it has the master's magic weapon, so it has the confidence to deal with even the strongest opponent.

What's more, who can the Guiyi Army invite?

Ordinary Taoist priests and monks are not taken seriously by it. If it is a fairy god in the sky, who doesn't know the name of the mighty and holy spirit king? Moreover, it has not done anything evil, and it is nothing more than sending itself back to the master.

Feeling confident, Xiqu ignored the old soldier's warning and continued to move forward.

But it didn't move, and the old soldiers on the city wall were all panicked. This movement made them even more unbearable, and their eyes met frequently.

The old soldier named Zhang was also smoking like a boiling kettle on the pot.

Why are these tricks that worked so well in the past useless today?

Of course, he knew that he was pretending to be powerful, relying on the shadow left by the Tang Dynasty's conquests in all directions on the hearts of the local barbarians and monsters to strengthen his courage. If he didn't hold on, he would be doomed.

But regardless of whether you feel guilty or not, this trick has worked well in the past!

No matter how courageous the monsters who came to the tooth ceremony were, they could only retreat after saying these words. They did not dare to bet after all. If they won the bet, they would just eat a few more mouthfuls to vent their depression of being deceived, but if they lost the bet, they would lose a lot. It’s just a matter of life.

But today, I don’t know if this thing has seen through it, or if it’s just that he is so bold that he is not afraid of death.

But it also puts them into a corner.

Thinking about it, the old soldier silently clenched the handle of the knife in his hand.

"It's boring!"

Looking at the city gate that had not been opened for a long time and the old soldiers on the city wall who were waiting in full formation, Xiqu couldn't guess that they were bluffing.

Now it is really looking forward to what big move is waiting for it in the city.

It was nothing more than two beatings, but at least it proved that the rebel army still had some foundation, but now it was like this. In the silent silence, Xiqu stepped closer to the city wall, raised his head and said in a low voice:

"If I am a tooth-smashing sacrifice, this shabby city wall can't stop Lao Niu. Let's open the city gate. The wind and sand outside are so strong. Although Lao Niu is not afraid, it is not the place to talk after all."

"If you still don't believe what I say, you can go to the Temple of King Youling in the city. The one under the temple is somewhat similar to mine. By the way, do you still have my master's temple here?"

Before he finished speaking, Xiqu realized the mistake in his words.

After all, it's not the same world, and my master's incense may not be able to spread here.

Hearing this, the old soldiers on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no Temple of King Youling in the Yumen Pass.

There was no way. Although the Guiyi Army inherited the foundation of the Anxi Protectorate, this western region was once occupied by Tubo. Those barbarians not only oppressed the Han people, but even in order to promote their beliefs and vent their grievances at being suppressed by the Tang Dynasty, they would Most of the remnants of the Tang Dynasty in the Western Region were smashed, smashed and burned, with temples being the focus.

After the Guiyi Army recovered, they were short of money and could not even squeeze out the money to repair the city walls, let alone rebuild the temples. Even if you have money, you can't find capable craftsmen and Taoists responsible for presiding over the ceremony.

King Youling is just a legend. Due to the long time and incomplete information, the old soldiers may have heard of this name occasionally, but there are no related temples or legends.

But there is no other evidence, but Xiqu's pure Central Plains dialect cannot be imitated by the demon clan in the barbarian land.

Besides, if you can't be deceived by the tricks of a fox and a tiger, the weathered city gate alone can't stop this behemoth that seems to weigh more than several thousand kilograms.

So, after a short wait, with a creaking sound, the city gate was slowly opened.

Waiting inside the city gate were a few familiar faces on the city wall, as well as the guard responsible for guarding Yumen Pass, but like those old soldiers, the guard's hair was also graying.

"The Guiyi Army, the guard of Yumen Pass, Chi Jihu, I don't know. Why did the big demon come all the way from the Central Plains?"

After thinking for a while, Chi Jihu finally couldn't give Xiqu an accurate definition, so he could only use the broad term "big demon" to call him.

There was a hint of joy in Xiqu's eyes.

Compared to the title "Master's Mount", the Great Demon undoubtedly has a greater appetite for it.

Although it can't bear the weight of this name now, it should be understood in advance: "The big demon can't bear it. The master is busy, traveling all over the world to fight in all directions, but he hasn't given Lao Niu a name yet. I am Xiqu."

Anyway, the Xiqu tribe has long since declined, and apart from it, there are only a few people who are still active today. As for those who are tied to the livestock sheds all day long, Xiqu is not included in the calculation.

"Now, I am being feted by the Dragon King in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. I have no time to spare, so Lao Niu takes this trip for me and comes to the Western Region to see what the place he used to control has become like with the passage of time."

Xiqu said it easily, but he didn't expect that the guard of Yumen Pass on the opposite side would burst into tears in just two sentences.

"The master you are talking about is the mighty Holy Blessing Spirit King?"

Being stared directly at by those huge eyes, Chi Jihu was a little embarrassed. He controlled his tears and asked.

After receiving Xiqu's confirmation, Chi Jihu was about to ask a few more questions in detail, but his belt was pulled by the soldiers behind him. Following his guidance, he looked towards the sandstorm outside the city gate.

I saw that under the storm of yellow sand in the sky, there were many shadowy and inhuman figures, silently groping towards Yumen Pass.

Suddenly I secretly shouted something bad!

The previous movements here must have been noticed by the surrounding monsters and spirits.

These guys, in the past, were limited by the remaining power of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and did not dare to step into Yumen Guan's sight, but this does not mean that they have given up completely. On the contrary, beneath all the calm there is always a deeper terror lurking.

When the first one to explore the emptiness of the Guiyi army and taste the sweetness, they don't even need the Uighurs to attack. They will immediately swarm up and eat away at the Guiyi army.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away.

What's more, the Tang Dynasty has been dead for many years, and there is no way for a vassal town in the Guiyi Army to continue the legal system of the Tang Dynasty.

This Western Region is not under the jurisdiction of Heaven.

The monsters and monsters here, and even the Uighurs, have the habit of listing people on the menu. After all, compared to slow cultivation, the human race that is loved by heaven and earth is undoubtedly a shortcut on the road to cultivation. Compared with the barbarians, the people of Kyushu are more delicious, and they are perfect materials for practice and ceremonies.

But today, when I saw this Xiqu coming, the city gate opened, and the monsters and spirits nearby couldn't help it.

But before Chi Jihu could say anything, Xiqu snorted coldly: "These days, what kind of fish and shrimps dare to eat people?"

Tracing back from its bloodline, cannibals are ferocious and cruel beings. Those who are not strong enough to dare to do this have been killed long ago. After all, everyone in the ancient human race is full of martial virtue. And even those ferocious beasts that Xiqu needs to look up to are ultimately unable to withstand the attacks of those who are capable of conquering and fighting in the human race.

Even in the Tang Dynasty, this was the exclusive term of the Demon King.

When did a group of half-formed crooks become so rampant!

A muffled groan, like a thunderstorm, traveled far in the sandstorm.

And those figures who were groping towards the city wall were suddenly stunned.

No, brother, what are you scolding?

We are all here to have a meal. If you, the old man, eat meat, you won’t even let your brothers drink the soup, right?

But before they had time to speak, they saw a huge figure breaking into the sandstorm and speeding towards them.

Too domineering.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.

Since you don't care about the friendship between fellow demon clan members, then don't blame everyone!

Now that it is confirmed that there is no weird thing hidden in this Yumen Pass, the biggest danger is gone. As for the figure that is speeding towards me, it is just a toy that does not know how to live or die!

You are strong, but there are limits after all. When the brothers swarm us, they will not believe that you are so stupid and can kill us all!

It would be better if a few died.

It just so happens that everyone is worried that there are not enough portions in the city. If there are a few less, everyone can eat more.

With this thought in mind, the spirits took action one after another with a tacit understanding.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with all kinds of spells with bright colors and vicious smells, including some rough-looking things that were obviously parts of certain body parts. Before the spells arrived, the mixed fishy smell had already Fill the mouth and nose.

However, Xiqu did not dodge this huge torrent.

He just closed his eyes and continued charging.

The next moment.

Countless spells and magic weapons hit Xiqu's body, but they were all blocked by the thick fur. The spells were either scattered or flowed along the fur, and those rough magic tools taken from the spirits and made from them, It only made some dents in the thick fur, and was directly broken by the huge momentum.

Although it is in the hands of the master, it is just pulling the chariot, but if it is really a carrying thing, it will not be given to Zhang Ke as a reward by the underworld.

To put it more bluntly, although Xiqu is young and has not received a good education, who knows that he has enough background!

His biological father is from the Xiqu clan with pure blood. Although it has been diluted a lot, many of the heritage of the Xiqu clan still exists. In addition, Xiqu can obtain the legacy of his ancestors from the blood inheritance. In addition to blood, In addition to raising the threshold of its transformation, if it were released outside, even if it was placed in the Tang Dynasty, it would still play the role of the demon king on the side of cholera.

A bunch of rotten fish and shrimps hanging around in this desolate land of the Western Region, want to break through its defenses?

It’s still 20,000 years too early!

The huge body is like a train speeding on the track, running rampant.

And as Rhinoceros lowered and raised its head, dozens of figures were immediately thrown away.

It's like bowling.

Wherever Rhinoceros Canal passed, there was blood and flesh flying everywhere, and broken limbs and arms flying everywhere.

It's rare to leave a whole body behind, let alone survive.

The dim yellow sandstorm was suddenly dyed red by the flying blood.

Seeing this, the spirits were stunned for a moment and then dispersed.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!

At this time, these monsters no longer looked as arrogant and confident as before, and all of them just hated their parents for giving them two fewer legs.

Where did this damn god of evil come from!

Don't kill, don't kill!

And far away from the city gate, Chi Jihu and a group of soldiers in the doorway were even more wide-eyed. "My dear, you are really vicious!"

In the past, even if soldiers patrolled and encountered each other in the wild, they could only fear each other and retreat from the monsters. Now they are crushed to death like quails.

Is this the great god’s mount?

This is so cool!

Suddenly, bursts of applause came from Yumen Pass.

And just as Xiqu was galloping at will, suddenly, a voice resounding like a bell came from the source of the sandstorm in the distance: "They are all of the same race, they are just food. Although they are a little short-sighted, they are... The lesson is that there is no need to kill them all. The demon clan in our Western Region is already scarce. Is it a bit too much for you to massacre them? "

Hearing this, Xiqu's eyes opened slightly and he squinted to look at the direction of the sound, but his charging action never stopped.

Three parts of disdain and four parts of sarcasm were revealed in his eyes: You are hiding your head and showing your tail. You are that little cookie again. How dare you talk to your grandfather like that? huh?

I can’t control myself. I wrote too much at once. Woohoo, it hurts. It hurts so much.