Chapter 1185: See

"It's really yours."

Upon hearing this, the Bone King was stunned, and then his eyes flashed with light.

"Is two kilograms enough? I have some over there, or I'll give it all to you."

"You have one too?" King Xu raised his eyebrows: "Old Bones, you are old-hearted, you keep all these things."

"If you say this, you are no longer a human being when you get older." The Bone King waved his hand, "You are the same, don't tell anyone."

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As he said that, the two looked at each other and both laughed obscenely.

"You two..." Ahead, Qianzhe turned his head. He obviously heard the entire conversation between the two. At this time, he just shook his head helplessly.

After working together for many years, Qianzhe has a very good understanding of the personalities of the people in the academy.

In short, it was difficult to find a good person. The only one who seemed kind and kind was Shi Yu, who was a die-hard loyalist to Ning Xia Chuan.

"I don't know if Fan'er can do it alone in the mausoleum." Ye Mou was beside Qianhe, with some worry in his eyes at this time.

He has rich combat experience, and the sudden appearance of these mythical soldiers along the road aroused his uneasiness, which means that Duga may have taken the lead.

"King Ye has grown up. Even if he faces Du Jia, he should have his own way." Qianhe said words of relief, but his speed was increased unconsciously.

Durga comes from mythology, and the word myth represents the greatest danger.

They have not seen myths and do not know the methods of myths. All that can be seen is the blazing sun that has undergone earth-shaking changes.

"It would be better if the general is here." Min Ri, who has always been calm, said: "He seems to know Du Jia very well."

"He stayed to buy us some time." Chizuru said, speaking of the general, he also felt helpless.

"The general is a god, but it's a pity that he is restrained by Du Jia. If he can be free and join Nanchuan, he will definitely be able to regain his former glory."

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"General, the wind is blowing."

At the top of the dilapidated city, the musician came to the general's side.

"I haven't heard you call me General for a long time." The general smiled slightly. Under the armor, his broken face showed determination, and he looked up into the distance and looked towards the horizon.

The dust was already flying there, and the rumble of horse hooves and chariots seemed to be right in my ears.

When the wind blows, the enemy is coming.

"I still feel sorry for the general." The musician said, clasping his hands behind his back, "It seems like I can't do anything after being reborn."

"A lot has been done," the general replied. "We defeated the Overlord again and met a few interesting people."

"General, are you talking about Ye Fan?" The musician turned his head.

"Yes." The general nodded, "There are also Ningxiachuan and the Northland King, but they are much more boring than Ye Fan."

"General, what do you think of Ye Fan compared to Emperor Gao?" The musician asked curiously. At this time, he no longer seemed to care about the coming Emperor Quan.

"Bi Gao Di..." The general thought, and then shook his head: "In terms of the balance of kingship and the planning of people's hearts, he is far inferior to Gao Di."

"Oh?" Hearing the general's evaluation, the musician was a little surprised: "The general doesn't think highly of Mark?"

"That's not the case," the general replied, "I feel differently about him. How should I put it? Among these people, he seems a bit strange."

"What do you mean by alien?"

"Not like a king but still being a king." The general summed up simply, and then explained: "Those real kings are different from ordinary people, like Emperor Gao, or Emperor Quan, or the King of the North, or even Ningxia Sichuan , all have such characteristics. They are very capable of playing tricks, and they have the temperament of the most powerful person. "

"But Ye Fan is different. Although he rules a huge area, he does not rely on power and strategy. When he stays with everyone, although he is respected by everyone, there is no obvious distinction between a king and a minister. He is more like a rong. Make a pool.”

"It seems to be true..." Listening to the general's words, the musician nodded thoughtfully. After a few seconds, he said: "In other words, the general thinks that Ye Fan has a low chance of winning the world?"

"I don't think it's a big deal. Even if we win, there will be no way to govern the world in the future. After all, everyone around him is his cronies, and just to entrust him will have to divide many princes." The general said, Then, he smiled again: "But I have been hanging out with them recently, and I heard them say that the current human race no longer uses the system of the previous empire."

"Maybe there will be some new possibilities."

"The general hopes he wins," the musician said, "right?"

"You..." The general was stunned for a moment, then said helplessly: "Zifang, you are still as sharp as ever."

"It doesn't matter how sharp I am, I also want him to win," the musician replied.

"You also want him to win?" The general was also surprised, and then he thought of something and smiled: "Like King Han?"

"People have to have some dreams." The musician also smiled: "He is indeed not a good emperor. He only does things based on his own preferences. He is good at winning over people but not at tactics. He is not too cruel but not too ruthless, and not enough insidious... However, he is a good person. , I want him to win.”

"Indeed." The general nodded, and at this moment, the war drums were already rumbling.

The emperor's army had already arrived not far away, and without any provocation, they directly launched a charge.

"The time has come." The rumbling war drums and the charging army did not make the general feel any fear. At this moment, he just looked towards the army. The dragon chariot was moving forward with the army, and on the dragon chariot, the emperor was quietly watching Just sit there.

When he saw the general, he did not look up, maintaining the majesty of an emperor.

"That's the Quan Emperor."

Seeing the appearance of the Quan Emperor, the general took his eyes off for a long time. This was the first time he really saw the appearance of this legendary emperor.

"The perfect emperor, it turns out that this is what he looks like."

"No difference." To the Quan Emperor, the musician seemed much calmer. He had thought about assassinating the Quan Emperor and even planned it, but failed in the end.

"General, is this the last dance?" Looking at the general, the musician asked.

"Maybe." The general replied. At this moment, the Quan Emperor's army had arrived in front of the city. He finally raised his hand without any military orders.

"Fall."

Boom!

It was still a military order. In front of the city, large areas of land collapsed instantly. The charging Quan Emperor's army immediately had many vehicles and horses overturned, and the charging formation stopped at this moment.

"Arrows."

A rain of arrows shot out from the city. These arrows were different. They were shot by mythical soldiers and shot into the sky. When they fell, they were carrying cans of grease.

"Fire."

Torches were thrown down one after another, flames ignited, and snakes of fire spread in all directions, instantly connecting pieces of sea of ​​fire.

These fire starters were obviously pre-made. The soldiers avoided fire, but the sea of ​​fire could still engulf them.

For a moment, the Quandi army that had just launched the attack was in chaos.

"Hmph."

In the sea of ​​fire, a cold snort suddenly sounded, and then, as if an ancestor dragon woke up from the sea of ​​fire, a pair of bright golden eyes flashed, and the next moment, a strong wind from nowhere split the raging sea of ​​fire in two.

"A few tricks, do you want to stop me?"