Nearly halfway through.

The night is getting darker, and the desert autumn wind is rising.

The Yan army's temporary camp is in the big tent of the Chinese army.

I don't know when Xu Yi, who has grown a three-inch thick beard again, sits on the chair of the head master with a straight back.

As if he could easily perceive people's hearts, his gaze slowly swept over Xin Sixuan, Qu Baotian and other Yan army generals who were three or five steps away in front of him.

"The generals are in their places."

Xu Yi looked around speechlessly, and then took a moment

"Eight Years of Seclusion, the Emperor Begs Me to Ascend the Throne" Chapter 570: Qingsong Mountain Range, Lu Tu Wangbu is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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