No. 62 The God of War is here

"The hairpin girl said that there was no evidence, but General Ge killed Megatron. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Hairpin Zhu'er was anxious to meet the outside, not noticing that the voice was different from before, "I have an unhindered order issued by Hu'er Na in my bun, even if Ge Long wants to kill all the people in the city, I will never dare to touch the people I want to protect." ā€

A man stepped forward, retrieved the token from the hairpin beads, and handed it to the man sitting in the corner of the house.

Hairpin Zhu'er wanted to see the person's appearance, but she didn't have time, so she could only continue, "If you think that you can get unhindered with the token, I'm afraid you will die ugly." Without me, the token is just a dead thing. ā€

"Is the hairpin girl also guaranteed to abandon the prefect who guarded the city gate?" The sound has become bright and beautiful.

Hairpin Zhu'er heard the movement outside a lot closer, and was proud for a while, "Don't talk about the prefect, the officials of the entire government are my officials." Think about it, why did the gates open themselves? And why didn't the government soldiers resist? Naturally, there is an internal response. And if you have to do stupid work for a stupid woman, you won't get any greater good, and it doesn't hurt to kill me. This girl is not afraid of death, and there is a city of people with me. However, it is difficult to say whether the prefect's wife has a life at this time. I told Gronn to help me kill that long-winded old woman. ā€

"Did you hear me?"

Hairpin Zhu'er was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a few bright lights entered the house, only to realize that it was not night at all. The window opened, the door opened, and there was a large group of gentry in the courtyard with shocked faces, and she recognized many powerful lieutenants.

She immediately turned her head and glared at the corner, and saw a handsome and warm son walking out there, and she also knew that she had been fooled.

Gelong has not yet attacked, and Chengxiang has not yet fallen.

She hosted a banquet with the prefect to entertain him, and she also tempted him for his handsomeness, "Wang Chufeng?!" ā€

Wang Chufeng didn't glance at the hairpin beads, walked out of this firewood house, and his gentle tone was rare and heavy, "Surrender also slaughters the city, and the battle also slaughters the city, and there are 50,000 people in my city, and there are only 10,000 soldiers outside the city, do you think the battle should be surrendered?" ā€

Everyone was angry in their chests, and they said in unison that they would fight, and take the prefect first.

Hairpin Zhu'er jumped up with all her might, letting the big men block the door, and she still laughed wildly, "Even with you, dare to try to block my Dajin God of War's Gale Knife?" Or obediently die, at least give you a good time! ā€

The main force of the government soldiers has left the city, and most of the remaining government soldiers obey the orders of the prefect, and there is no turning back for the group of renegade officials, and the gathering outside the city is about to be completed, even if she is tricked and says something in advance, so that the group of squires and local merchants who usually only know how to enjoy suddenly join forces, and the resistance is only a drop in the bucket, and it will not hinder Hu'erna's big victory at all!

She shouted and laughed as she watched the row of men walk out, the doors and windows closed again, and the only light left in the room was the fire, and she gasped.

"It's obviously Ge Long, but the girl said Gale Knife, it turns out that your country's god of war has stepped forward."

Hairpin Zhu'er was frightened, and she couldn't think that there was anyone in the house, so she turned around and stared.

There were two people in the room, one sitting and the other standing.

The person sitting was also handsome and elegant, but he was far away, laughing, "As a god of war, he also took the unhindered token, and I think I know his movements better than anyone else." Girl, sit down and have a cup of tea, and talk to a certain person about the legend of your god of war. ā€

Hairpin Zhu'er gritted her silver teeth, her body was panting, and for some reason, she felt that the person in front of her was terrifying.

A moment later, the chai door opened and closed, and Wang Panlin and Jin Shen walked out.

Ji Ping came to ask what to do with the fine work inside.

Jin Shen looked at Wang Panlin, and said in a deep voice, "When you take the city tower, you will immediately execute this woman to deter the enemy army." ā€

Jiping cut it out categorically.

"Mr. Sumire is very skilled, and he is also very skilled in medicine, how about helping me diagnose my hearing?" Wang Panlin's expression was unmoving, as if he hadn't heard the killing order, as if he had been on the battlefield for a long time.

"I don't know how to heal." Sumire Shen thought, does it have anything to do with medical skills? "The ninth prince doesn't have to be suspicious, that girl said that the god of war is in Fenglai, and I also heard it."

"That being said, what is Hu'er doing when he goes to Fenglai? I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out. Wang Panlin walked through the main hall of Liu's Mansion, ignoring the figures of those who were hurrying out, and walked leisurely by himself.

Sumire Shen is wrong, he doesn't hope for a certain girl in the mountain or the mountain, but on many people.

It's ridiculous to expect one person, one thing, or one thing.

Therefore, he did everything he could to plan the game, using all the forces at his disposal, and only wanted to make sure that he achieved his ultimate goal.

That's all.

"If you can't figure it out, you don't have to think about it, Jiu Gongzi has always only planned for himself, and everything he has done at this moment is just to get out of here quickly. Hu'er Na is far away in Fenglai, and he has nothing to do with the ninth prince no matter what. Sumire said the words that had been lingering in her heart for a long time, and felt that it was refreshing.

Wang Panlin was not embarrassed at all, and said well, "However, I will be curious." ā€

How can you not be curious?

Over the years, he has wandered around, and there is nothing serious to do, so he naturally develops a penchant for hearsay. He even thought that if he was arrested home one day, he would write a legend under the pretext of compiling history, and probably stay for a year or two, and wait for the elders to relax their guard before running.

"Curious enough to go to Fenglai to have a look?" Sumire said the opposite.

Wang Panlin stood on the high steps of the gate of Liu's Mansion, looking at the panicked street where the cold wind was howling, and the people who were carrying their luggage but didn't know where to flee, his expression gradually faded to Yungao, "I'm just curious about where Hu'er Na likes Feng Lai, but I'm not curious about Feng Lai's situation." Compared to the dead land, there is at least a life to escape here. ā€

Sumire Shen was silent for a long time, "I hope Childe is not right this time." ā€

"I don't know how the little mountain girl will feel when she hears it." Wang Panlin's words are unrelated at first glance.

Jin Shen said, "Regardless of whether the Pegasus Army comes to rescue or not, the little mountain girl should not return to Fenglai or this city." As for her cousin, there was only a movement outside the city gate, so she left the city with Mrs. Song, and she didn't know where she learned that good kung fu that was not alarming. ā€

Wang Panlin was absent-minded, "The two girls and a pregnant woman can get away, but Mr. Sumire doesn't want to make an arrogant soldier who will be defeated, so he dragged me and my twelfth brother to be buried with him." ā€

Sumire Shen drank, "Can't! ā€

Wang Panlin laughed silently, calmly turned around, and returned to Liu's mansion.

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The remnant sun comes out of the horses, and the cold peaks shine on the cold snow.

Silver light and blood sink under Jienan's eyes, red and white are intertwined, and the relatives are gloomy.

The same journey, when I went, I dragged on for two days, and when I came, it only took half a day. However, no matter how urgent the rush and how short the time is, it can't change this picture of hell with rivers of blood and corpses.

As soon as Jienan got off the horse, the horse was tired.

She slowly unsaddled her saddle, poured out a pill, chewed it crunchy, picked up a knife at her feet, indifferently swept the blood-stained face next to the knife, dragged the tip of the knife, and stepped into the sea of corpses.

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