Such a big gesture as dispatching a thousand dead soldiers from Longmen may only be done by a crazy woman like Yin Xuexing, Yin Xuexuan didn't know that her move had caused an uproar in a special circle, and Yin Xuexuan didn't know what kind of chain reaction would be caused by dispatching the dead soldiers of Longmen.

For all this, it's not that Yin Xuexing really doesn't know the consequences of doing this, but just as Yun Yao said, Yin Xuexing has already calculated those old guys, whose children are in trouble outside, isn't it their own old man who wipes his ass?

Besides, regardless of this attitude towards the life or death of Yun Zhange, Yin Xuexuan can be regarded as an army of old guys.

A white BMW shuttled through the streets of Yanjing at a gallop, and then stopped in front of a palatial villa in the southern suburbs.

Xiang Lei stood in front of the villa, looking at the villa in a daze, he didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't question Yin Xuexing's decision, but was a little worried.

And Yin Xuexuan, as if she had seen through his thoughts, walked over, looked at Xiang Lei, and asked, 'What? Worried that you won't be able to carry the war song? Or do you suspect that we don't have the ability to protect War Song from the five hundred elite battle spirits of the War Song Battalion? ”

Xiang Lei's eyes were complicated, noncommittal, he and Yun Zhan Ge were like brothers, they had done a lot of ridiculous things together when they were children, and they grew up wearing the same pair of pants, not that they didn't believe that the five hundred elites of the Battle Song Battalion were incapable, but they were worried about some unstable factors.

Yang Hangfei also seemed to know Xiang Lei's thoughts, but he didn't comfort him, but gently patted Xiang Lei's shoulder, didn't speak, and walked directly into the villa.

Xiang Lei gently tugged his fist, his face sank, he was ruthless, and he stepped into the villa with a resolute face.

There is a special group in this world, they are destined to live in darkness forever, because only darkness can reflect the value of their life, and death is their supreme glory, and Huangquan Road is their fate.

Because, they are dead soldiers!

Without emotion and thought, they are destined to always deal with killing from birth, and killing is the main theme of their existence.

And the Longmen Dead Soldiers, is the most elite organization in the Dragon Gate, they are not afraid of death, they have a terrifying combat power of one enemy to a hundred, back then Yun Yao only relied on a few thousand dead soldiers, and the entire North and South Underground World was gorgeously crushed over and over, which is enough to prove that the Longmen Dead Soldiers are such a terrifying existence?

In the palatial villa, in the cold and dark basement, when Yin Xuexuan gently pushed open the door in the basement, inside the underground that was enough to accommodate thousands of people, a black and crushed head, and a thousand dead soldiers dressed in black and masked were standing there neatly like the Qin Terracotta Army. On their bodies, there was a terrifying aura that represented the dead, and the entire space seemed to be frozen, and a powerful murderous aura instantly diffused.

Uncanny!

Ghastly!

Zhou Jin couldn't help but shudder, and Yang Hangfei, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, gently supported her and handed over a comforting look.

Yin Xuexuan's face was as cold as frost, she took a deep breath, and suddenly exuded a cold and gloomy aura from her body, quietly looking at the thousand dead soldiers, and slowly moving her steps.

one-step

Two steps

Three steps

With every step Yin Xuexuan took, the momentum on his body increased by a point, and a kind of momentum that could only be embodied by killing tens of millions of people instantly permeated the entire dark basement, colliding with the momentum emitted by the group of Longmen dead soldiers, and suddenly, the entire basement was instantly cold to the extreme, and the two momentum collided, invisibly like a battlefield where tens of millions of people were facing each other.

A thousand dead soldiers are like a thousand cold corpses.

Yin Xuexuan suddenly stopped, her eyes were like torches, staring at the thousand dead soldiers, and her deep voice sounded in this dark world: "It is your glory to die for the Dragon Gate!" ”

"Knock"

A thousand kneeling voices fell to the ground at the same time, smashing and shaking the earth!

Momentum like a rainbow!

Full flood!

Zhou Jin unconsciously took a step back, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

The thousand dead soldiers knelt down as if a million male soldiers were standing on the spot!

"The person you want to kill this time is called Yun Zhan Ge!" Yin Xuexuan spoke again.

Swish!

In the dark basement, the wall behind Yin Xuexuan suddenly lit up, and on the huge screen, a photo of Yun Zhan Ge with a smile appeared on it, and the group of dead soldiers instantly raised their heads and looked at the man on the huge screen.

"Do you see clearly?" Yin Xuexuan roared, not loud, but with an inexplicable majesty.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Three loud roars, a thousand voices with the killing intent of Senhan, resounded through the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth!

Walking out of the villa, Zhou Jin only felt weak all over, her calves trembled, and the momentum of the group of dead soldiers made her, the daughter of the Zhou family, really scared her guts.

"Are you afraid?" Getting into the car, Yin Xuexuan asked.

"Sort of!" Zhou Jin forced a smile and nodded.

"Let's go, go to the Beijing Hotel, and give Zhou Daqian a shock!" Yin Xuexuan whispered to Xiang Lei, who was driving, without the brazen fearlessness of facing the thousand dead soldiers just now, but the gentleness of the sister next door.

"Howler!" Xiang Lei responded, drove the car, and suddenly rushed out.

The Jingcheng Hotel is the highest-level hotel in the capital, and it is difficult for the people who have no power or power to step into this hotel with a very high threshold, or an absolute status symbol that is admired by people.

The four of them stepped into the Beijing Hotel, and the familiar face of the Xiang family had just appeared, and they immediately met the waiter of the Xiang Family Demon King, and greeted him with a flattering face.

Xiang Lei waved his hand, didn't bother, and casually found a table in the hall and sat down.

"Yo, isn't this the Xiang family?" As soon as the four of them sat down, a slightly sarcastic voice rang out: "What? Do you dare to come to the Beijing Hotel for dinner? ”

Xiang Lei was stunned, looked up, a trace of fierceness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a violent aura instantly spread, and he sneered: "This Beijing Hotel, did you Kong Qian reopen it?" ”

Hole Qianzhong?

The first heir to the throne of the Kong family, one of the four major families in the capital, and the leader of the younger generation in the upper circle of the capital?

Yin Xuexuan frowned, raised her head, and followed the prestige, only to see a young man about twenty years old walking in front of him, that person was dressed in expensive clothes, and he was not outstanding or even a little ugly, but he faintly exuded a noble temperament between his steps, and this kind of thing is not something that anyone can have, it is carefully cultivated and nurtured by a family.

Behind Kong Qianzhong, followed by a group of gentlemen from the upper circles of the capital.

Yin Xuexuan sneered and withdrew her gaze.

And Kong Qianzhong had already walked towards Yin Xuexing.

What does he want to do?

A trace of fierceness flashed in Xiang Lei's eyes.

Yang Hangfei had a hint of banter on his face.

Zhou Jin looked dazed.

"Miss Yin, fortunately, why don't you say hello when you come to the capital, Qianzhong is also a little bit of the friendship of the landlord!" Kong Qianzhong walked to Yin Xuexin's side, and the gentleman stretched out his hand to Yin Xuexuan.

Yin Xuexuan frowned slightly, raised her head, looked at Kong Qianzhong, looked at this first-class lady in the capital who had only made the Xiangjia Demon King deflated not long ago, and poured out a word indifferently: "Get out!" ”

Get lost?

This word seems to explode like thunder on a sunny day!

Kong Qianzhong's face changed, and the hand that stopped in mid-air suddenly froze.

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