Chapter 287: Dragon Lord is Lustful (2)
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"Brother Guan, accompany me on a trip. Long Piaoyun said with a little embarrassment.
The old man knew his intention to accompany him, raised his thin eyebrows, and deliberately said: "Brother Piaoyun, there are not many things, if there are too many, let Brother Linghu accompany you on a trip, his space ring is much bigger than my brother." β
Ling Hu Jue is so smart, he immediately understood the meaning of the old man's words, took out the space ring he got last time from his arms, bowed slightly and said, "Senior Long, you take this space ring first." β
Long Piaoyun suddenly took a look and blurted out a refusal: "No, how can this be?"
It's not nonsense, the old man directly took the space ring from Ling Hujue's hand, stuffed it into Long Piaoyun's hand and said, "Brother Piaoyun, don't be polite to him, let us work hard, why do you have to collect some interest first?"
Long Piaoyun shook his head helplessly, looking extremely bitter and lonely, a peak demon lord didn't even have a space ring, no matter how he said it, he was a little shabby and depressed. But he is not a hypocritical person, he raised his head and said with true feelings: "Brother Linghu, I have written down this love brother." After speaking, like a dragon, he jumped into the lake without making a splash.
Looking at the clear lake, the old man sighed leisurely: "Over the years, the little belongings that Brother Piaoyun has worked hard to accumulate have been hollowed out by the Dijing clan, and even the cultivation has been pulled down a lot. Brother, it's hard for us Terrans. β
Ling Hu Jue sighed with the same feeling, and his impression of Long Piaoyuan also improved a lot, and at the same time, his resentment towards the hundred clans deepened a little, and his pupils were shining with a cold light.
On the plain, thousands of miles away from the city of Crow, there is a rolling and wide camp tent, densely covered with flags and horns. In this stretching and vast center, there is a strange dome in the shape of a six-pointed star, the top is a thin silver sheet like a fish scale, stacked and inlaid, occupying a radius of nearly ten zhang, surrounded by soldiers holding knives and guns, far and near are also sentry cards densely arranged, heavily guarded, the atmosphere is tense and solemn.
This vault is no other place than the tent of the Kotroux army, where the 150,000 army gives orders.
"What? all three elders were killed in battle?" said a tall and majestic middle-aged general with a long gray beard under his chin and abruptly stood up from the desk and roared angrily at the four people who were sitting on their knees and their faces drooping.
With a little fright, a handsome young man raised his head, and it was one of the four people that Ling Hu Jue met in Xiahou Dun's mansion, and said timidly: "Lord Mitsui, the other party's strength is too strong, and we are not his opponent." β
After a while, Mitsui let out a long breath, a pair of phoenix eyes like electricity, but his tongue seemed to be knotted: "You mean that now Crow City has fallen into the hands of others. β
Although he was reluctant, the young man nodded slightly.
"Yaga. Mitsui was furious, staring directly at the four people standing with their heads down, and there was devouring cruelty in their eyes. The anger turned into an earth-shattering yell: "Get out, get out of here." β
The four men bowed their jaws and bowed, and left in a hurry. Mitsui, who had blue muscles on his forehead, looked at the slightly shaking curtain, picked up the ancient jade inkstone in front of the desk and threw it over, if these four people didn't belong to other tribes, he would have cut them all down without hesitation.
At this time, a low, majestic cough came in, the curtain was lifted lightly, and a middle-aged magician with a sallow face and a sickly face slowly stepped in, and the chest of the moon-white sè magician's robe was embroidered with a round of red sè blood moon, and the surrounding of the blood moon was dotted with four red stars.
"Mitsui-kun, what's such a gaffe?" the middle-aged magician also knelt on one side and said coldly. This sitting posture is unique to the Wanyue Clan, so in Mitsui's handsome tent, there is not a single chair.
Trying to calm the anger in his heart, Mitsui also knelt down, and it could be seen from his divine gestures that the identity of this middle-aged magician was more noble than he was coming. "Elder Yamamoto, the city of Crow has been lost, and the few deacons and elders who stayed there have all been martyred. β
"Uh!" Yamamoto's eyebrows pulled up a hint of surprise, but it was not obvious, and he said gently, "Do you know who did it?"
The yin haze between Mitsui's eyebrows was obviously much thicker, and he said in a lonely voice: "It is said that he is the commander of a division of the City Guard Corps, and an old man of the human race. He repeated the description of the two people just now, focusing on the strange spear that made the people of the Four Elephant Sect tremble.
Yamamoto's interest was obviously aroused, and the corners of his mouth actually pulled up a smile, but this smile was so yinsen, giving people a piercing chill, and muttered: "Black dragon spear!"
Mitsui is also a member of the Remnant Moon Clan, but he has been training in the army of Kotru, and he also knows some rumors in the army, but he didn't pay attention to it before, but when he thinks about it now, he has a different feeling, and said thoughtfully: "Elder Yamamoto, if it is really the Black Dragon Spear, then those rumors in the army should be true, and it should be the people of Red Moon City who captured Crow City." β
"What do you say?" Yamamoto had just come out of the secret realm, and he didn't know what had happened before.
Mitsui told the rumors that there had been a black dragon in Red Moon City, because the black dragon didn't cause much damage at that time, he always thought that this black dragon might be some kind of magic condensation, so he didn't know very well, and it wasn't exhaustive.
"Baga, why didn't you report such an important situation to the clan in advance. Yamamoto snorted angrily, and his sallow face was smeared with a chΓ‘o red.
"Hey!" Mitsui sat down, bowing his head and saying nothing.
Yamamoto's face softened, and he said leisurely: "The matter of this black dragon spear will be handed over to the clan, what you have to do now is to take Crowe City as much as possible, the Bright Clan has compromised, as long as they lose this competition, they are willing to take out the Helmet of Thor." β
"Hey!" Mitsui bowed his head, a solemn look on his drooping face, he knew that if he failed this time, then all these years of hard work would be in vain.
"Black dragon lance, interesting. Yamamoto didn't look at Mitsui and muttered, his eyes revealing such an intricate meaning.
The sunset at dusk left a trace of blood on the head of the city, and the charre, who had not closed his eyes for two days, boarded the city, his body was tired, but the god Jing was extremely excited, his hands pressed on the quaint and colorful city wall, looking at the endless plain from afar, in front of him, there seemed to be the scene of the golden iron horse and galloping on the battlefield, the blood in his chest was ignited, he lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and sniffed the earthy smell with the aroma of grass and trees, and the trace of murderous aura that blended in the breath.
Calculating the time, the vanguard of Kotroux should have almost arrived. Charles opened his eyes with such nostalgia, expecting the long iron thread to appear in his eyes.
At this time, a riding shadow galloped over in the distance, and looking at the armor on his body, it should be a scout sent out.
"What?" In the legion camp below the city tower, Charles, who had just received the scout's information, raised his eyebrows at dusk, and the light in his eyes suddenly became surprised and stiff, the vanguard of Cortroux actually changed the route, and the two thousand cavalry actually headed in the direction of Dinghai City and Minte City.
"Quick, get Miss Mans, and General Kamozi. Charles, with a chill on his back, yelled at the guards beside him.
A moment later, Camozzi and Manss came together, Kamozi's god was also tired and extremely excited, but Mans, still expressionless, the whole form exuded a quiet, solemn meaning.
As soon as the two of them entered the door, Charles couldn't wait to say, "Oh no, the army of Kotroux has gone to the city of Minte." β
"What should I do then?" Kamozi had also been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and he soon understood the intentions of the Kotru army, who were building plank roads in the open and Chen Cang in secret, and wanted to lure the army of Crowe City out. You must know that Crowe City is a fortress, and the height and thickness of the city walls, as well as the facilities for defending the city, are far from being comparable to Minte City.
Charles also panicked, he didn't expect that the Cotru Empire's response would be so fast, and he couldn't find a way to deal with it for a while, so he could only stare at Manse with a gaze for help, hoping to get some good advice from her mouth.
There was almost no reaction, and Mansi said lightly: "I'll talk about it when Childe comes back." β
As if Daigo was empowered, Charles suddenly sobered up, yes, the leader should be back immediately.
People are like that, once they have the backbone, they will become wise and determined.Charles is a good proof of this: Kamozy, you immediately inform the generals above the rank of wing commander, come here, and by the way, gather all the troops and stand by. β
"Yes. Camozzi withdrew with his hand,
In the room, only Charles and Mans were left, and the expressions on their faces were surprisingly consistent, as if they were waiting for something, longing for something?
But they still underestimated West Asia and the Falcon Division!