The old man was speechless.

Because asking for help is the hardest thing to do.

Right now, the entire city of Su is surrounded by ghosts. It is not just a simple fight to get out of here.

What life can do is to die.Find a way out of the dead.

",々 Don't need to be comforted, this is what he thinks, when you are a brat, your wings are hard, and you can't control it.

Living. "The captain wore armor and sat at the door. "Did you tell the people in the city?" asked the captain.

some. "No." The old man shook his head and murmured, "Sometimes, it's better not to tell.

"How long can it last?" The captain looked at the gradually cracked tiger talisman and asked casually, "Tonight." The old man replied, fiddling with the books on the desk.

"Then I'll go first." After bandaging the wound on his arm, the captain took out a jug of wine from his body.

To the old man, grinning: "Save some drinks."

This is a Confucian bull who has never drank alcohol since he was a child, from a young nerd to an old rotten book who gave everything for Sioux City

Picked up the bottle for the first time and took a sip

Pour blood and wine together to love.

"wait for me a bit."

The captain didn't speak, he raised his fist and waved his hand, turned his head and walked out of the tent

Torrential downpour.

A captain with a beard on his face, standing in the field with a long sword in his hand

Thunder shook.

Ahead are tens of thousands of endless ghosts.

And behind the captain.

Where are the ten soldiers?

under the clouds

The defenders outside the entire Sioux City.

Only two people are left

"This damn world," the captain scolded secretly, pointing his middle finger to the sky.

Then he roared angrily, stepping on the torrential rain and thunder and lightning alone, killing his husband in front of him.

next moment.

Above the sky, a rainbow appeared

He rose from the ground, then fell from the sky, falling into the eyes of all Sioux City people

Between the heavens and the earth, a vision traverses the bull.

Gorgeous coercion blooms.

Even the dark clouds within tens of millions of feet of dry radius suddenly stopped without saying anything.

The next moment, all the rain that has fallen between heaven and earth will disappear.

It seems to be a cold and majestic heavy rain that has never been in this world.

Political clothes fly.

Like a great sun, the unparalleled emperor

Falling from the sky (Qian Zhao)

Looking at all the souls that were instantly frozen in place, their faces were ugly

really!

these souls

All have never entered the underworld reincarnation!

How can it be so!!

Who actually did all this?

Ying Zheng's face was extremely gloomy. 212

He twisted his wrist, the sleeves of his robes fluttered, and the souls of tens of thousands of people were caught in his hands.

"Is it the underworld?"

"What force?!"

"Dare to bully my human undead?"

Yingzheng drank coldly, the whole body was boiling, and the clothes were hunting.

Afterwards, Ying Zheng pinched his fingers slightly, and a gray fairy light appeared in the air.

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