Jebe's every move in front of the ten-party account was caught in the eyes of the desolate junyu and the tiger king who happened to walk to the gate of the camp, and the desolate junyu clearly felt that the aura around the tiger king behind him when he saw jebibe instantly rioted, and it was obvious that the tiger king had found what he was looking for.

Seeing that Jebel couldn't sit still, hearing that he was going to work for himself, Huang Junyu sighed lightly and wanted to break the deadlock in the field. A very light sigh, but it exploded like thunder.

Huang Jinjia Huo Ran turned around, only to hear one person shouting: "Whole army!"

The sound of two hundred and thirty figures shrinking and colliding with armor was endless, and in a moment's time, the entire army was already lined up, as if waiting for the desolate monarch to review it.

The Tiger King ignored this scene, but walked straight to Jebel to stop the unbridled blood flowing from his thighs, otherwise his life would be in danger.

"I wonder if the brothers are satisfied with Jebel's approach?" "Huang Junyu knew that the golden armor was all iron-clad and simple soldiers, and they only knew that the ten brothers who were born as if they were dead were mercilessly shot by Jebel, and no matter what kind of explanation Jebel gave them today, they would not say it if they were moved or forgiven, because they didn't want to see the dead people when they didn't want to see them.

The leading general wanted to speak, but he stopped when he wanted to.

"You didn't take into account my feelings at first, and then you were moved by what he did, and I know that you can't forgive Jebel because you can't face your dead brother once you let go. Wasteland Fish pointed out what they thought in their hearts, in fact, when he asked Jebe to give Golden Armor an explanation, he already wanted to leave Jebe alive, but if Zhebei didn't pay some price to tell Golden Armor that it would be difficult for Wasteland Fishery to convince Golden Armor in the future, there would be great obstacles and hidden dangers in governing the army.

"I'll obey Ara's orders!" the leader of the generals clasped his hands into fists and finally spoke.

"When Zhebei is injured, let him start as an ordinary soldier in the golden armor! Let him stand guard and charge for his dead brother to kill the enemy!" "Huang Junyu said loudly, he had already thought about the fate for Zhe Bei, whether it was life or death, blessing or curse depends on Jebe's own ability, this is also Huang Junyu's compassion born out of Zhe Bei's filial piety.

"Whew!" the golden armor shouted in unison, and the sound shook off the loose dirt on the eastern mountain, and Jebel exhaled when he saw this scene, and fainted with a faint smile on his face.

"Tiger King, aren't you really related to Jebe, right?" In a manor near the East Wing, Huang Junyu, who had just finished treating Jebe's wounds, walked outside and saw the thoughtful Tiger King laughing, although the Tiger King is a tiger clan and Jebe is a human, but the two of them are reckless at the same time, plus the Tiger King's expression, maybe they really have a relationship.

"How can I, an orc, be related to the human race, and I don't know who this person is. The Tiger King looked at Huangjun Yu angrily, didn't this kid just want to ease the atmosphere and make this king happy, it had to be like this. However, the Tiger King seemed to recall the unbearable past and said with emotion: "That familiar breath is not from him, but the old wooden bow behind him!"

Old Wooden Bow!Wasted Junyu thought of the old wooden bow that Jebe kept away from his body all day but made himself suffer a lot, and all the doubts were solved, and Jebe's own strength was not at the level where he could break through the thunderbolt armor, and it would be difficult to do it without the help of the old wooden bow.

"If you think about it, this king hasn't seen it for a hundred and thirty years, and I didn't expect that when I saw it, it was like a world away, and it was no longer the style of the past. The Tiger King sighed, although the old wooden bow in his memory was no different from today's simple and unpretentious, but now the bow spirit in the old wooden bow is so thin that it is elusive, and I don't know what kind of great changes the old wooden bow has fallen into the hands of a hairy boy.

"Is there anything else earth-shattering about the old wooden bow?" asked Huang Junyu curiously.

"Old man and divine soldier, I'll tell you when I have time. The Tiger King did not satisfy the curiosity of Huang Junyu, and then said: "Why don't you send him back directly, this kid is too cruel to himself, and he won't get better for a while, and it's not easy for you to hide it from his mother." ”

"I didn't think about hiding it from her, but sending him back from a coma now will only add unnecessary trouble, so it's better to let him wake up after a day of recuperation. Huang Junyu looked annoyed that he didn't hear the story, but he could see that the Tiger King was just trying to hang on to his appetite and not have something unspeakable.

"Junyu boy, I wonder if you have checked her mother's pulse before?" the Tiger King suddenly thought of this question.

"I can see at a glance that she and I are suffering from the same disease, and I have asked some symptoms to confirm, as for the diagnosis of the pulse, is there any problem?"

"There's no problem, it's just that you remember that his mother is not a simple woman or child, but that body of cultivation seems to have been sealed. The Tiger King told the Tiger King about the previous exploration of the begonias, no matter whether the begonias were good or bad, he hoped that the Emperor would keep an eye on them, otherwise the irreparable situation would not be what the Tiger King was willing to see.

The whole world knows that two days later is the day of the great murder that is seen once in 300 years, and the day will be ominous. If, as was the case 300 years ago, the war was in chaos, not only the people were displaced, but they would also be in constant fear. Thinking of this, the people of Dali become uneasy about Rarity, fearing that this possibility will happen and break their quiet and peaceful life. The people of the imperial capital spit on the political affairs and the Golden Villa at the same time, they can't help but worry about their hearts, how many people have never been to the ghost street in their lives, these days they took out their savings for half a lifetime and went to the ghost street to live happily once, according to their own words, life must be happy, don't leave a lot of copper smell when they die. Optimistic people accused them of being too pessimistic, such as today's peace, where will it be easy to give birth to war, and there are people with desolate surnames on the night of the heart guard, 300 years ago, it was the people with desolate surnames who saved the people of Dali and ended the war.

"The people with the surname of Desolate have been extinct eight years ago, and Desolate has fallen into the Dragon Abyss, what can a hairy boy do now?" the drunk retorted with a mouthful of wine.

"Then there is His Majesty the Emperor, over the years, he has worked hard to govern Dali, the wind and rain are smooth, the people are healthy, and the surrounding small countries have come to the court! He will not let the world of Dali be chaotic!" The optimist patiently persuaded.

"That's right, the small countries around me that are weak and can be bullied naturally don't dare to offend my big country! But what about those hard bones? In order to protect his political achievements, how many lands have His Majesty separated to seek peace, have you all forgotten?" The drunkard seems to have drunk and been confused, and he dares to say anything rebellious.

"Shhh

"I, I want to say! Eight years ago, it was rumored that the demise of the people with desolate surnames was controlled by His Majesty the Emperor, and if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible for us, the emperor, who is greedy for power and great achievements, to do it!"

The other people around looked at the Quartet to see if there were any guards patrolling the city, and no one exhaled at the moment, and they all wondered in their hearts, who was this person, and how could he say such disrespectful words after drinking some wine. However, it is not unreasonable for everyone to recall what he said, and the deeper they think about it, the more it is worth remembering.

After three rounds of drinking, the drunk staggered out of the restaurant, and the smell of alcohol shook all the way to passers-by. When he walked to the corner of a thatched hall, he saw that there was no one in the long alley, he seemed to be a different person, his waist was not bowed, his face was also drunk, and his eyes flashed with a touch of indescribable brightness. Step by step, he walked steadily through the long alley, and at the end of the alley there was already an old man waiting. When the drunk man saw the old man, a heartfelt respect appeared on his face, and he bowed down and said respectfully: "Father!"

The old man turned around leisurely, and Wen Dingguo's face was full of kindness!