Chapter Seventy-Four: Don't Move! If you move, the third son is furious!
Shizi Yingdang looked at the twelve generals, his eyes didn't seem to be as sharp as before, he added a fire, and said impassionedly:
"My third brother is certainly benevolent and righteous.
Me as an older brother.
The clearest thing to be.
However, the third brother committed such a rebellious and heinous death crime in Xianyang.
You don't have to do this for him.
Rest assured, this son will not tell your father what you did wrong today.
Get out of the way and fulfill my third brother. ”
It's just a matter of not mentioning the Xianyang incident, this Xianyang incident suddenly aroused the blood in the hearts of the twelve generals.
shouted in unison:
"I'm going to follow the third prince to the death.
Who dares to be unfavorable to the third prince today!
Kill us first! ”
Shizi Ying's eyes rolled, and he quickly answered and shouted:
"I love talents the most.
If anyone dares to kill you today, I know that you have a hair.
This son is not finished with him! ”
Twenty pro-soldier Hercules people are stupid:
Lord Shizi, who the hell are you?
Shizi Yingdang continued to bewitch:
"The reason why this son said so much.
It is nothing but to love you and pity you.
Feeling unworthy for your impulsive actions.
It can be seen that you are all brave and loyal people.
At the moment, they are doing their duty as a guest.
This world will not embarrass you. ”
The twelve generals were still indifferent, and tried their best to protect the third prince Yingtian in the dragon chariot with their bodies.
Shizi Yingdang saw that he was impassioned and talked for a long time.
The twelve generals are like a piece of wood.
Treat your rhetoric as a deaf ear, or even as a fart.
Shizi Yingdang understood that he couldn't move these twelve people who had eaten Yingtian Ecstasy with his mouth right now.
Unless you kill the third prince Yingtian, it will be impossible to subdue the twelve generals.
His heart was horizontal, his face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice:
"What are you twenty waiting for?
Dig out the third son to this son! ”
"No."
The twenty pro-soldier Hercules were afraid to make a move because of the ambiguous attitude of the prince Yingdang towards the twelve generals.
This time it was confirmed.
threw off his arms and wanted to have a good fight with the twelve generals.
But the twelve generals don't eat dry food.
Not a fool who relies on strength.
Each is a bloodthirsty killer honed from the battlefield.
Although the 20 pro-soldiers are strong, they are slow to react.
It's all about wrestling.
The moves of the twelve generals are flexible and changeable, and they are all dead hands.
But twenty pro-soldier Hercules tricks are dead.
The skin is even more rigid.
The twelve generals fought for a while, but they only beat their strong and tall bodies to purple and blue, and did not kill, maim or injure them.
Just when the two groups were ready to play for their lives.
There was finally a majestic sound that seemed to be breezy and light, but was actually entrained with thunder and lightning.
"Stop, stand down!"
The dragon roars from the ground, and the crane sound is born on the edge of the cliff.
What a third son!
If you don't make a sound, you will hide, and everything will hide when you make a sound.
The twelve generals finally waited for the soul-stirring voice of the third prince.
instinctively bowed his head and obeyed the order, and hurried to both sides of the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and did not dare to move.
When the fifty forbidden troops led by Hou San heard the voice of the third prince Yingtian, they were excited.
They all raised their heads and held their heads high, as if they were the personal soldiers of the third prince Yingtian.
The station was straight and uniform, and all eyes were on the chariot where the third prince Yingtian was.
What the third prince did in Xianyang, the people of Yongcheng naturally knew.
Hearing the soft and domineering voice of the third prince, they all looked forward to it.
I want to see the demeanor and appearance of the third son.
For a while, there were more and more onlookers.
They're not here to see the fun.
It's not about coming to see a fight.
Instead, I want to see what the third prince who dares to declare war on the nobles and clans and make decisions for the common people looks like.
With anxiety and excitement, he couldn't take his eyes off it, just waiting for the third prince Canglong to show his true body.
The twenty pro-soldier Hercules didn't know why.
This is obviously an order issued by the opponent of his master, the son of the world.
Why did they stop unconsciously?
What terrifying power lurks in this voice?
casually, it can instantly grab the hearts of the people around you.
The prince of the world is happy and angry.
Happily, Yingtian, this kid is really in the chariot.
It was not in vain that I tossed around for so long.
I am angry that I am a dignified son, and I have been here for so long and have been doing it for so long.
The common people kept watching and listening, but Yingtian said casually.
It made the people present fascinated and fascinated.
Before the person appeared, the voice was already preemptive.
In vain, there are dozens of words.
Don't resist Yingtian's casual words.
The prince is angry in his heart.
secretly scolded the third prince Yingtian in his heart, he was really too capable of pretending.
Mixed with fire, he said softly:
"My third brother was so frightened that he finally spoke.
Quick, find out my third brother, and fulfill the filial piety of the third son! ”
The prince Yingdang had no anger in his heart.
Because it was Yingtian himself who gave him the opportunity to be ugly and behaved.
That's good.
Shizi Yingdang realizes that it is time for everything to end.
It's time for the people to turn all their attention to him.
Raising his hand slightly, he smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth:
"Don't go yet!"
Twenty pro-soldiers surrounded the dragon chariot.
It's like a small mountain bag that is continuously connected together, directly pressing on the Tamron chariot.
The tall figure of the twenty-person soldier Hercules directly submerged the Tenglong chariot.
It is like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it is like a meteorite falling.
The momentum suddenly fell to the side of the prince of the world.
The twelve generals are in their eyes and anxious in their hearts.
The impatient Wang Ben wanted to help the third prince resist.
But I just moved my mind.
Meng Tian on the side smashed him with his arm, closed his mouth and said dumbly:
"Don't move! The three sons are furious. ”
Wang Ben and other generals gave up.
Hou San and the other fifty forbidden troops were in a hurry.
But when I think about it, what kind of person the third son is.
Since you have said it, let the twelve generals retreat.
It must have been well thought out.
Think about the past feats of the third son.
The hanging hearts fell to the ground.
Look confidently at the Tamron chariot.
Among the twenty pro-soldiers, the pro-soldier who was slapped twice in a row by the prince Yingdang was before.
Rush to the front and block left and right with your arms.
How did you lose face from the third prince Yingtian today.
How to make up for it from the third prince Yingtian.
In between, the pro-soldier Hercules rolled up his sleeves and crooked his neck.
A black, thick arm poked out, like a sharp claw of black.
Grab the curtain embroidered with the dragon.
"Huh?"
Just as the pro-soldier Hercules was reaching out for his claws to grab it, the chariot tattooed with the dragon suddenly raised a point.
The dot book is in the middle of the curtain with a dragon tattooed on it.
In the next second, it moved to the far left.
A slender jade hand that can be described as crystal clear, like a natural jade carving, was revealed.
If you don't see him, you will feel charming and fragrant, and it will be fascinating.
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