Chapter 900: The Great War (2)

Murong Su was shocked, her eyes erupted with fierce bloodthirst, and the surging anger made her whole person become extremely cold, her face was expressionless, and the momentum spread all over her body, with every step, the surrounding air shrank by a point, and the people around her couldn't help but inhale, collectively silenced, and their hearts were terrified.

The woman in front of her, her whole body was cold, her eyes were as cold as a blade, although she was not cloaked, but for no reason it made people feel as if she had risen from hell, unarmed, but it made people imagine that she was carrying a sickle, like a hell rakshasa, waiting to harvest her life.

Mu Lao and the others frowned, looking at the corpses on the ground, their faces sank no longer, and they also roared angrily in their hearts, and their eyes were stained with bloodthirsty hideousness.

Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, good, good!

Murong Su took steps forward, his eyes seemed calm, but his heart was turbulent, and there was a rhythm of a storm.

But I saw her squatting down, stretched out her hand and picked up the battle post, opened it, her eyes swept over, and in just a moment, the battle post turned into smithereens, and the corners of Murong Su's lips hooked up a cold arc.

"Xu'er!" Leng Aoyun approached and looked at the girl worriedly.

"Pass the order down and let a few groups of team members return to the team quickly." Murong Su's voice was cold, staring at the flag, and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, my subordinates will do it." The mercenary team member in charge of liaison received the order and hurriedly did as she was told.

"Blood Wolf Mercenary Group, if you don't uproot it, I, Murong Su, swear not to be a man!" The cold and cold voice floated, resounding throughout the sky above Fengyun City, and the whole city was frightened, and the wind and rain were coming!

Mu Lao and the others placed the corpses of the mercenary group members properly, the courtyard, the atmosphere was depressing, and Murong Su had been sitting alone on the branches for a long time with a cold face.

Bai Lao and the others were anxious one by one, and they didn't know the specific content of the battle post, but the death of fifty team members was a big blow to her, and she didn't know if she could get over this hurdle in her heart.

Three days later, Magic Ridge!

This is the fourth time Murong Su has come to this place, the first time is to save Senior Brother Mo Zhe and others, the second time is to train the Rising Sun Mercenary Group, and the third time is to strangle hundreds of thousands of blood wolves, but this time, he came by invitation.

Mu Lao and the others followed Murong Xu's side, and when they arrived, they saw that there was a black pressure in front of them, and there were millions of people.

Seeing these mercenary team members, to be honest, even Mu Lao didn't pay much attention to it, let alone Murong who had a golden flame, but this time there was less Ghost Emperor, but more Blood Wolf Commanders.

Murong Su's eyes stared coldly at the opposite side, and there was bloodthirsty killing in his eyes: "If you don't want to die, leave immediately, and when the war starts, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Thinking of the last time she released hundreds of thousands of blood wolf members, this time, she would not be so kind, and wait until they were desperate and desperate to give them a chance, and now she is in front, if she doesn't leave, she can only die.

"Huh, you really think you are a character, it is difficult to think that you want to destroy my entire blood wolf mercenary group with the power of one person." A middle-aged man sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"You're the leader of the Rising Sun Mercenary Regiment?" The leader of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Regiment squinted, his tiger eyes floated, and his dark red robe made his whole person even more cold and cruel, his hair was gray, he looked at least sixty years old, his body was still tough, and his body exuded the aura of a strong man.

"Kill my team member, today is either you or I die!" Murong Su said coldly, not wanting to ink with him anymore, his mind was urging, and the power of his soul surged to his fingertips, and a cluster of golden flames jumped out, and with a slight wave, he fell into the ranks of the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.

PS: The end of the work is coming to an end!

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