"Letting go of a fish that slips through the net and going back with a little wrong news will surely deter and mislead the people of Barcelona. ”

"Well, in fact, you can wait until this group of miscellaneous people come to Chambord City, and then order the secret gold puppet to attack suddenly, and you will definitely be able to wipe them out, but now that the imperial capital has been broken, we can't help but use the secret gold puppet to deter the people of Barcelona, so that they can be jealous, and they will not dare to massacre my Zenits, and we can be regarded as doing our part for our compatriots thousands of miles away." ”

"That's right, more than twenty magic puppets at the level of extreme powerhouses are enough to arouse the jealousy of the people of Barcelona, hehe, that kid has tested a safe distance of two thousand meters, but how can he know that the attack range of the secret gold puppet is actually 10,000 meters, haha!"

"The bureau has been set, just waiting for the Barcelona army to come. ”

"I hope His Majesty will be back in time. ”

The two looked at the sunset in the distance, calm, excited, but a little helpless and gloomy.

This war has finally come.

According to the news brought by the elder Aryang, it is likely that Yashin the Great has died, and Zenit has lost its strongest line of defense.

From then on, Chambord will have no way to avoid it, and it must fight.

......

The streamer in the sky turned into a figure, and fell like a crumbling fall, landing in front of Piazon and the others.

is a Barcelona month-level powerhouse.

He was dressed in blue-black armor, tall and thin, pale, missing an arm, the wound had been scarred, but there were still wisps of blood pouring out, he was actually extremely badly injured, his breath was disordered, and it seemed that he could not even maintain his flight, and then fell from the sky.

But even if he is injured, this person's strength is amazing, and for ordinary people, it is like an invincible killing god.

He is none other than Armando, who fled frantically.

More than a hundred Zenit refugees were stunned by the sight.

They all looked at each other, not daring to come out, and their eyes were filled with despair, waiting for the upcoming massacre.

Piazon was also in a highly nervous mood, and almost shot immediately, but after a slight comparison, he gave up his plan to take the opportunity to kill this thin and tall Barcelona moon-level powerhouse.

One is that the strength realm of this injured strong man is clearly the realm of the Great Perfection, even if he is injured, he may not be able to be dealt with in a short period of time, and the second is that the battle between the moon-level powerhouses will inevitably alarm other strong people in Barcelona, who are burdened with heavy responsibilities and dare not have the slightest sloppiness and risk.

"The vitality of the moon-level powerhouses is extremely terrifying, this person is in the realm of Great Perfection, the broken arm can't be reborn, the wound is still bloody, who injured him so bad......ly? King Chambord made a move?"

Piazon guessed in his heart and began to secretly think of a way to get out.

Armando gasped heavily.

His gaze swept over a group of Zenit refugees, frowning slightly, and the figures of the more than twenty terrifying golden puppets flashed in his heart, still immersed in the excitement of being about to make a contribution, but he did not go on a killing spree.

He is a moon-level Great Perfection high up, cherishes feathers, holds his own identity, and is unwilling to make a move on lowly civilians.

His gaze lit up as it swept over Piason's body.

This Zenit young man is handsome and extraordinary, his bones are strange, and he has an aura all over his body, although he is a little older, and he doesn't have any martial arts foundation in his appearance, but with such qualifications, if he can get a profound Dou Qi secret book and start cultivating, he will not have great achievements in the future......

Such a thought flashed through Armando's mind.

"You, come out. Armando gestured to Piazon.

[Silver Moon Knight] felt a tightness in his heart, thinking that his opponent had discovered something, but he could only improvise and walked out under the gaze of others.

Could it be that there are some places in me that have not been disguised well and discovered by this Barcelona month-level Great Perfection?

Piazon had already quietly reached into his bosom with one hand, ready to take out the scroll that Akinfeev had given him to seal the power of Yashin the Great's one-blow blow, and prepare for the worst.

"Boy, you organize this group of people and set up this tent......"

Armando didn't notice so much, and took out some simple materials for setting up a tent from the storage ring, he was ready to treat his injuries, but he was used to eating and drinking on weekdays, but he didn't want to heal his injuries in the cold wind and rain like this, so he had to choose a place to set up a temporary camp first.

This Barcelona monthly consummation had a crush on Piazon and asked the boy to command the other refugees.

Piazon breathed a sigh of relief.

For the refugees, Armando's words were orders, and the huge disparity in strength made any resistance pointless.

Under Piason's command, a group of people quickly set up their tents.

In the meantime, Armando has already given out the signal.

He is not only a high-ranking general in the Barcelona army, but also an important figure in a Catalan aristocratic family with a history of more than 500 years.

"These Zenits, don't kill, keep them first. Armando's words made Piazon and the other refugees breathe a sigh of relief for a while, and after a pause, Armando seemed to remember something, pointed to Piazon again, and specially advised: "Don't embarrass this teenager." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Armando nodded, turned around and entered the tent in the distance, and after setting up some defensive formations, he began to hurry up to heal his injuries.

Thanks to the special care of this moon-level Dzogchen, Piazon was not embarrassed, and even got a small tent to live in.

"Whew!"

The Silver Moon Knight exhaled a cloudy breath, his heart slightly relaxed.

Under such close surveillance, he can't escape secretly, and once he forcibly leaves and causes conflicts, he is likely to be hunted down by the other party, attracting a large number of masters, but staying here, every extra moment will be an extra threat, and the secret is related to the survival of Zenit's national fortunes, and it must not fall into the hands of the Barcelonans.

The situation is really dangerous.

What should I do?

Piazon took three scrolls from his bosom, stared at them and pondered for a while, making a startling decision.

......

"You...... You...... Your sister......" Pope Ernst, who was about to breathe, lay on the bed, and when he heard Sun Fei say that his family was immortal, his hands and feet twitched excitedly, and he scolded intermittently.

Sun Fei took a closer look, and only then did he recognize that the 'old immortal' turned out to be Zhong Dajun.

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