At least it shows that the other party and the black-robed high priest are at the same level of existence.

"The subordinates don't know what is going on." Jun Cao bowed his head.

Nangong Ling didn't ask again.

An hour later.

He arrived at Love.

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"Humph! What kind of thing is the god of war, with five thousand old, weak, sick and disabled, he dares to come to your reincarnation grandfather's love sky to spread wild! ”

Love is a canyon.

Above, three icebergs stretching out.

The canyon trail, just below, is so narrow that it can only allow seven or eight people to pass through at most.

At a height of several hundred meters, the iceberg platform extending out has become an excellent sniper point. And the reincarnation general of the Eternal Night Country stationed the 15,000 elites on the three iceberg platforms.

Five thousand archers, on the first iceberg platform, were ready to fight, the bows and arrows had been drawn, and the arrow magazines were full.

A thousand engineers, on the second iceberg platform, have prepared catapults, as long as the mechanism is opened, you can guess life and death, countless boulders will roll down the steep ice mountain arm like a wheel, and smash the soldiers of the Feather Country who want to pass through this pass canyon.

The remaining 10,000 cavalry gathered on the third iceberg platform, and each cavalry rode a Bilin wildebeest horse, which was very impulsive, comparable to ten oxen, and was led by the reincarnation general himself. It was with these cavalry that in the past few months of mediation and warfare with the prince and Tu Zui, they have attacked the city step by step and are invincible.

The reincarnation general is already in his forties, with a square face, dark skin, and a big beard, with the ruggedness that northerners are accustomed to, and at the same time, with a very strong arrogance.

He saw Mo Bai in a wheelchair from a distance.

I also saw the cloud falling city beside Mo Bai.

Now, even more disdainful.

"Hehe, when you go to the battlefield to fight, you even bring a woman. This ink king, it's really going back and going, if you can't do without a beauty so much, don't come at all, wouldn't it be better to enjoy it directly in the woman's bed? ”

As soon as the words fell, it immediately caused the surrounding soldiers to laugh wildly.

"If you look closely, that girl is really good-looking."

"King Mo is still quite discerning."

"Brothers, why don't you snatch that woman?"

"Good! Grab it and warm the bed for the reincarnation general! ”

"Hahaha-"

……

The sound of heckling is getting louder and louder.

The scale of jokes of these rough men in the army is becoming more and more outrageous.

Who is Mo Bai and how strong is Mo Bai's divine sense?

Despite such a long distance, as long as his consciousness swept and covered, he could immediately hear what the other party was saying and see what the other party was doing.

When they heard that they were talking about their women in that very contemptuous and incomparably obscene tone, the last smile in Mo Bai's eyes disappeared.

The pupils were as black as ink, like the abyss of the nineteenth layer of hell, bottomless.

There is an endless stream of killing and death.

He just wanted to fight casually.

Now it seems—

"None of you want to go back alive."

Morihan's tone.

Very light.

Like the murmur of death.

More like the most vicious curse.

In a word, it is a prophecy.

Mo Bai slowly raised his right hand.

The moment he raised his hand, the 1,500 archers under his command, 1,500 Zhuge repeaters, were raised at the same time, and they shot away into the air at an elevation angle of 60 degrees.