The identity chip of the deputy marshal's wrist.

Suddenly, a call from an unfamiliar number came.

The deputy marshal frowned, and always felt that this number was a little familiar, as if he had contacted him in such a way many, many years ago, "Who are you?" ”

"Speak to me."

The answer to the deputy marshal was silent.

“”

The deputy marshal lowered his head, looked at the chip screen again, and found that the phone was still being connected, "Who are you and how do you have my contact information?" ”

Wait about ten seconds.

Just when the lieutenant marshal was impatient and ready to hang up.

On the other hand, a female voice suddenly sounded so familiar that it made his soul tremble, "Heh, long time no see." ”

This!

How could this voice be so familiar?

"Lieutenant Marshal, who is talking?" Seeing that the deputy marshal's face was not very good, the foreign invasion assistant couldn't help asking.

A few days ago, a foreign invader stole the body of the 'little master'.

And want to do a soul transfer.

As a result, the experiment was halfway successful.

The little lord is awake, but he is out of the control of the foreign invaders.

Moreover, the leaders of the foreign invasion team know that the soul in the body of the 'little master' is not the lord of the territory!

"Who are you?"

The lieutenant's heart trembled.

Soon.

A chuckle sounded from the other side, "I'm Quanjin." ”

"Right? It's you! The fear in the deputy marshal's heart immediately dissipated, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You suddenly contacted me to beg me to let them go?" ”

The person on the other side of the phone was silent for half a second.

And then;

Split a sentence that made the deputy marshal's pupils tighten violently and tighten again, "No, I'm telling you in advance, I'm back." ”

"Take care of my people."

"An hour later, Kwonjin took them home—"

Smack.

Hang up.

When the deputy marshal heard the words 'I'm back', his eyes turned black, and his legs went weak and he sat directly on the ground.

When the assistant saw the appearance of the deputy marshal, who was half frightened, he suddenly felt that the situation was not good.

Hurriedly attached to the ear of the deputy marshal and whispered, "Deputy marshal, deputy marshal, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Who's calling?"

"What the hell is going on? Lieutenant marshal?! ”

The deputy marshal was still immersed in that sentence, shaking his head in a trance.

Why did they attack the frontier when they invaded the country?

Because XZ is dead!

Why is he still stubbornly guarding the border of the feudal territory, looking for an opportunity to break through the feudal frontier?

Because XZ is dead!

He imprisoned eleven soldiers in the feudal territory, and he was sure that he would be able to slaughter Quan Jin, where did he come from?

Because the right is not xz!

"She's back, Quan Jin just called and said, it's her, it's her." The lieutenant grabbed the assistant by the collar and muttered in fear.

The assistant's thoughts turned.

Immediately said, "All the members of the feudal territory know that we are going to war, and there is one reason, and they are only afraid of one person, and it will only be because one person completely gives up, that is XZ!"

"Quan Jin came to the army to rescue people, and he was simply looking for death. Before, she was able to win, all thanks to ambushes. ”

"The spies who are now in the territory are in our territory. Quan Jin must want to say some dispensable information, so that the deputy marshal thinks that she is XZ, let's not be fooled. ”

Right.

Definitely.

The deputy marshal breathed a sigh of relief after thinking about it, "You're right, I can't mess with myself." ”

"How could XZ be a petty authority?"

The foreign invasion assistant nodded affirmatively.

Then he looked coldly at the dying Fengjiang soldiers, "Now the barracks are all equipped with infrared, I bet, don't talk about saving people, I'm afraid I didn't get to the barracks"

Those words of special determination and confidence were finally interrupted by a voice falling in the air a hundred meters above his head.

"Buzz—"