Chapter 361: An Idol Different from a Portrait (4)

Several catchers reluctantly stepped forward and looked at the five bandit leaders lying on the ground in a bloody mess.

The hand reached out for breathing...

"Lord War, you're dead!"

When everyone heard this, they were stunned.

These people looked so fierce just now, and they were actually kicked by the god of war and led by dogs.

It's too weak, isn't it?

And Yun Lan also touched her nose, aren't these people angry with themselves?

However, the kick hurt a few people in their lungs, and if they weren't so badly injured, they wouldn't be so easy to get angry, but if she hadn't been so cheap and rescued earlier, these people would still be able to leave half a life.

In short, she is to blame.

At this end, Peng Long also looked at a few people on the ground, frowned, and then waved his hand: "Then why are you still stunned?" If you're dead, drag it out? Occupy a place here? ”

It is extremely normal for this kind of frenzied fugitive who wants to assassinate the inquisitor and escape from prison to kill and kill him on the spot.

What's more, what they want to kill is the God of War, and the corpse should have been broken into pieces a long time ago.

And if it's not the God of War today, it's like an official eunuch, like him? That must have killed these people and escaped successfully.

Therefore, there is no sympathy for the death of these people.

The surprise of everyone just now was just that these people were so unbeaten, although it was a little unexpected, but it was also reasonable.

looked at the five masters who were arrested and dragged down.

Yun Lan shook her head and said with a regretful expression: "Since he is dead, the golden incident that His Majesty wants to ask about has also become a mystery." Ay! That's it! Providence is like this..."Finally, he looked at the sky, and his sad appearance seemed to be really righteous and awe-inspiring, but in fact, he was relieved in his heart.

That's fine! The man asked her again.

And Peng Long, who was on the side, also comforted after listening to Yun Lan's words: "Lord God of War doesn't have to worry, this matter is not Lord God of War, Your Majesty will definitely be able to understand." ”

Yun Lan looked at Peng Long, but suddenly thought of something.

Then turn around and walk towards the lobby...

Peng Long was stunned.

God of War, this is?

Thinking about it, he followed in confusion.

Inside the lobby.

Yun Lan suddenly walked on the desk and unfolded the rice paper: "Grind the inkstone!" ”

The master who sat down immediately bent down and ran up in surprise: "I wonder if Lord God of War wants to write?" The small ones are ready here. ”

Yun Lan looked at the pen and ink that the master was holding, and took it...

I recalled the weakness of the hearts of the few masters just now, and then waved a few times! Black ink on paper is formed.

At this time, Peng Long happened to walk in, and he went up to the table to take a look.

"My lord, this ........."

Yun Lan put down the brush in his hand after he finished writing.

"Isn't the data of Black Wind Village incomplete? This one is truly complete and correct. ”

Peng Long listened!

Happy: "Sure enough, he is worthy of the God of War, and even this can be counted." ”

Yun Lan: "......"

For Peng Long's blind worship, she once again refreshed her cognition.

"This is what General Ben found before, you can just enter the warehouse according to this." Yun Lan ignored his strange thinking.

"Lord God of War is really powerful!" Peng Long excitedly took the white paper, looked at the font like flying dragons and phoenixes on it, and his eyes were bright!

This is the God of War's own handwriting! Well, I'll make a handwritten copy later, and then frame this copy in my own handwriting.

But now that he sees Yun Lan, Peng Long also knows how miserable his portrait is? It's really different, it's completely different!