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Sisi nodded very obediently, the silver halo flashed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, she had transformed into energy and drilled into Ling Fox's body. The full-text and ad-free novels are all in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info Ling Hu Jue bent over to untie the cloth bag, pulled out the black dragon to grab it, and lifted it upside down. He pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes revealed a cold and arrogant murderous aura.

There are not many enemy horsemen coming, just a team of thirty horses, blue iron helmets and black armor, the skin on the hands and face is rough and cracked, and at a glance you know that they are all veterans who have lived in the desert for a long time. Leading the way was a tall, gloomy middle-aged knight, who had obviously noticed Ling Hu Jue, and let out a long howl less than 2o meters from the dune, raising his right arm in a gesture, and the camel that sat down also let out a mournful cry from his hard strangulation. The other cavalry behind him scattered in a fan-shape, quickly bending their bows and arrows, and one arrow after another was aimed at Ling Fox with a cold glow.

The middle-aged knight stared at Ling Hujue with a puzzled face, his eyes cold and terrifying. But as soon as his gaze came into contact with the flames, the brilliance in the depths of his pupils changed, and disbelief, greed, and ecstasy appeared one after another in just a second.

"What a handsome horse, if you dedicate it to General Dampier, then after that--" Mei Zizi thought in his heart, he reluctantly took his eyes off the body of the flame, his legs were slightly crossed, and the miscellaneous camel with white hair on the top door of the house that was sitting down had already come out of the crowd, and arrogantly and vigilantly swept Ling Hu in front of the road, and said furiously: "Ahem-boy, no matter where you come from, leave your horse and get out of here." ”

Ling Hu Jue smiled, and smiled a little sympathetically, didn't he? These people were dying to the point of dying, and they were still thinking about his flames. His left hand touched Lieyan's elastic back muscles, as if an unusually cordial and warm feeling flowed into his heart through his fingers. "What if I didn't. After Ling Hu Jue replied softly, the corners of his lips tightened again, like a sharp thin blade, slowly unsheathed.

The middle-aged knight looked at the black dragon spear that Ling Hu Jue held behind his back, the corners of his mouth twitched disdainfully, and he said arrogantly, "Boy, don't think that if you take a broken spear, you will treat yourself as the boss, do you know who I am?" I am the captain of the Mobley of the Sand Camel Cavalry Division of the Liulai Empire, this captain has something important today, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, damn it, leave the horse, get out quickly." After speaking, he dusted off the girdle on the right side of the heart shield with his hand, where there was an embroidered portrait of a wolf head symbolizing the pride of the Liulai Empire.

"Yes. Then give it a try. After speaking, Ling Hu Jue let out a long laugh, and his body bounced up a few meters like an angry arrow before suddenly sweeping in, the black dragon spear was like a hideous ghost eye in the night sky, and people could clearly see the trembling tip of the spear.

It was too late to dodge, and Mobley was also clever, with the muscles of his arms protruding, slamming the hump on his chest, allowing the mount he stepped on to stand up with a long hiss, just enough to block the sudden blow of Linghu Jue.

Linghu Jue had no intention of asking for his life, so he took advantage of the situation and flashed straight to meet him, so a hissing came from the mouth of the mixed camel, and blood splashed. At the same time, the surrounding cavalry scolded angrily, and there was a sharp sound of "whoosh" and "whoosh" breaking through the air, and lightning-like arrows shot in all directions.

Linghu's body turned halfway, as if there was an obvious pause in the air, and it floated to the right like a fallen leaf. A few white-feathered arrows flew diagonally against the soles of his feet.

There was no time to feel the slightest sorrow for his dead mount, and after several of Mobley's wolves continued to roll, he was about to leap up. But the yellow sand was flying in front of him, and in a trance, he saw a smiling face.

The smile seemed to exude a faint fierceness and indifference. Mobley instinctively felt a chill in his heart, he wanted to hide, wanted to raise the thorn in his hand to snatch the most proud move, but now he was powerless. A faint white rope of air wrapped around him like a nimble python, "Magic." Mobley subconsciously shouted in his heart. The body also lost its center of gravity and fell down heavily. The rest of the cavalry apparently didn't know what was going on, and the cold light flashed in the air, and sharp arrows whistled from all directions like a swarm of locusts and stinging bees.

After leveling Mobley with magic, Ling Fox Jue chuckled, and suddenly swept up, and the sharp black dragon snatched layers of dark rainbow cold lightning, flying all over the sky to meet the rain of arrows. The yellow sand was swept away by the sharp snatching of air, and in the yellow halo of the clusters, there were residual feathers, broken rods, and iron arrows.

At this moment, the flame moved, and the red mane raised a cruel blood-colored arc, and it quickly rushed into the cavalry group, the iron hooves flew, the sand camels screamed, and the figures fell out one after another, throwing them in all directions like throwing colored balls.

Immediately afterwards, Linghu Jue floated up in the sand and fog like a wisp of smoke, the blade broke through the air, the gun gas flew out, and in the miserable screams one after another, this small group of sand camel cavalry had fallen under the gun, and none of them survived.

Finally, all of them calmed down. Ling Hu Jue stood quietly and lonely, his white clothes were already stained with blood in several places, the gun was held flat along his arm, supporting a sand camel cavalry that had been pierced through his chest and stared at a pair of dead fish-like cloudy eyes, standing like a sculpture, he still held the gun in his hand, the tip of the spear was only a few centimeters away from Ling Hu Jue's cheek.

The boiling blood had subsided, and in the desert, I don't know why a cold wind suddenly blew, blowing randomly along the direction of the wind. Ling Hu Jue felt a little cold, he was not a person who loved to kill and lick blood, but sometimes, he really felt that he was a little cruel, and a little---.

Slowly pulled out the black dragon and grabbed it, and with a snap, there was a dead and hideous soul in the corpses everywhere.

Looking at Ling Hujue, who was slowly walking towards him, Mobley stared, cracked his mouth, and kept shaking. He really didn't expect that all his subordinates who had been fighting with him for many years would die in such a short period of time. And the opponent is just a young man who looks less than 2o years old. "You. You devil, you-who are you?" Mobley twitched, his voice drifting, leaving a faint afterglow.

Linghu looked at Mobley with a very stiff expression on his face, and even his tone of voice did not carry a trace of emotion, "You don't need to know who I am? I'll just ask you one question, if you answer truthfully, you still have a chance to live." ”

"I, I don't know anything, you, you devil, kill me. Mobley closed his eyes and roared. But the anger on his face couldn't hide the glimmer of hope he had after hearing that he was alive, he was not a competent soldier in the first place, and his captain also used some dishonorable means to become a captain.

From the trembling corners of Mobley's lips and the seemingly open and closed eyes, Ling Hu knew that the seemingly brave knight lying in front of him was actually just a sorrow for life and fear of death. He squatted down, patted his face, and said coldly, "I'll only give you 1o seconds to think about it, if you don't accept it, then this 1o second will be your last time in this world, think about it, in your heart, write a last word to your beloved." ”

Mobley couldn't wait to open his eyes, staring at Ling Hujue, from the other party's stiff expression, and from the cold words, he felt a suffocating heavy pressure, "1o, 9, 8, 7--"

"Wait-wait. Mobley didn't have the heart to bargain anymore, and begged, "You, what do you want to know?"

"It's very simple, tell me what has happened to the Sand Fox Camp in the past few days?"

"The big battalion. After thinking about it for a while, Mobley's eyes were a little suspicious, he really couldn't figure out why Ling Hu Jue asked such a question, but he couldn't help but answer, "There is no big change, it's just that a few days ago, a demonic beast suddenly appeared more than ten miles away from the big camp, and that demonic beast was very powerful, and it had attacked several of our patrolling cavalry teams in a row." ”

"Warcraft. Ling Hujue's eyes immediately appeared in front of the Demon Moon's face, he was a little funny, and a little warm, he knew that the Demon Moon was carrying out his orders to the letter. "What about later?" Ling Hu Jue continued to ask.

After closing his eyes and calming down a little, Mobley replied, "Later, Marshal Nangong strengthened his manpower, but the demonic beast was too ghostly, there were too many people, it didn't appear, but as soon as there were fewer people, it came again, and in the end, even Marshal Nangong had no choice but to send iron-blooded guards to trap and kill that demonic beast." ”

Ling Hu Jue casually folded the branch and bud of a Shalan next to him, gently played with it in his hand, his deep eyes were full of murderous aura and condensed into Mobley's frightened eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is the iron-blooded guard?"

Under Linghu's blade-like gaze, Mobley's face spasmed slightly, and after taking a few breaths, he said, "The Iron Blood Twin Guards refer to the Iron Hand and the Blood Blade. The two of them are Marshal Nangong's personal guards, and their martial arts skills are extremely high, and they are highly valued by the marshal. ”

"Do you know what method they used to trap and kill that demonic beast?" Ling Hu Jue began to worry about Demon Moon.

Mobley looked at Ling Hu with some concern, "This--I don't know." ”

Ling Hu Jue bit his lower lip, and between his fingers, the branches and buds of the Shalan plant were leaking with powder, and his mood at this time was very anxious and depressed. I can't wait to fly to the side of the magic moon immediately to see what is going on. But not now, he has more important things to do, so he can only look at the long yellow sand, and pray for the magic moon in his heart.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Ling Hu Jue stood up, a common cruel color on his face. "You, what do you want to do?" Mobley screamed instinctively, struggling like an earthworm in all sorts of ugly poses in the sand.

Ling Hu Jue smiled slightly, he knew very well that life was too precious for a person like Mobley. This had to remind him of his brothers, his friends. I thought of the arrows that flew in, and the weapon that blocked them—it was nothing else, but the smile of Hughes, but the eyes of Mans, and the hot blood of Tusu, Kaino, and everyone else.

In an instant, a feeling of resonance was sprouting in Ling Ling's heart, looking at Mobley with a pleading face and a sad expression, Ling Hu really felt a trace of sadness and pity for him, "A person who is afraid of death will never have friends who are not afraid of death." Such a sentence suddenly popped up in Ling Hujue's heart.

"I'm not going to kill you. Ling Hujue's voice was cold, but to Mobley's ears, it was as warm as a spring breeze in March. "But whether you can continue to live depends on your luck. With that, with a flick of his fingers, a white light penetrated Mobley's brow.

"Good luck. Looking at Mobley, who was already asleep, Ling Hu Jue muttered apologetically, the simple hypnotism just now was enough to make Mobley sleep soundly for two days. And in these two days, even if the monster swallows him alive, he will not wake up.

Flicked the blood stains that had already formed a scar on his robe, causing the fox to rise and fall several times like a shock, and at the same time as landing on Lieyan's back in a wonderful arc, Lieyan let out a long hiss like a dragon's groan, and flew away like a shattered void.

After about half an hour, a verdant and beautiful mountain gradually became clear in Ling Hu's eyes, and at the junction of the mountains and the desert, a majestic city stood majestically, and the miles of walls made of smoothed boulders contained irresistible majesty with an awe-inspiring momentum. Flags fluttered on the towers, and behind each battlement, stood a soldier in golden armor, like the tip of a spear, shining in the sunlight with a devouring cold light.

Looking at the tall city wall, Ling Hu Jue had a feeling of longing to approach, but also uneasy. Because he was about to meet someone, a person who made him curious and admired—the first general of the empire, Stuart.

During the period of studying in the imperial capital, Linghu would never hear this person's name once, and many of his battles had been written into textbooks. For example, in the year 2o9 of the Magic Calendar, that is, 8 years ago, in the famous battle to quell the rebellion of Joan and Earl Barry, Stuart used 8,000 cavalry to kill 50,000 rebels and capture 60,000 in one night, shocking the whole of the Great 6. When asked what tactics he used to achieve such a great victory, his answer was even more peculiar: because I have the best soldiers.

"Yes, a good soldier is always the basis of victory. Thinking of this, Linghu didn't just resonate with Stuart's answer. He patted Blaze on the back and motioned for it to slow down. Because he saw that the originally closed city gate had been slowly opened, and more than a dozen red riding shadows flew out of the city, and flew away in the direction of the right side, that is, the Tianhai Pass.

Leading the way was a female knight in fiery red armor, although there was only a silhouette, but under the armor, the towering chest, slender willow waist and slender legs all hinted that this was a beautiful general. The dozen or so horsemen who followed her were all women, and looking at their decorations, they should be the guards of the beautiful general in front.

"Ahem—weird. Looking at the back of the dust that had gone away, Ling Hu Jue wondered in his heart, "What's going on? I haven't heard that there are female soldiers in the Wild Lion Legion, are they-." With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Ling Hu Jue understood the identities of these female knights, they should all be knights of the only female legion in the empire, the Fire Phoenix Legion.

Thinking of the Fire Phoenix Legion, Ling Hu Jue not only remembered another legendary figure in the Emperor ** Realm - Fire Phoenix Shangguan Rou. A female general of the empire who is known for her cold-blooded and iron-faced face, said that she is legendary, in addition to the fact that she is also the righteous sister of His Majesty Xià Koro III of the Mingsi Empire, but also because she has not married herself out until now, and this year, she is 43 years old.

"Blaze, let's go. Feeling the fluctuation of his feelings, the fox exhaled a long sigh. The captain of the Meng Feila brigade who was in charge of patrolling on the city tower had already seen Ling Hujue who was galloping over, licked his dry lips, and let out a thrilling cry, "Who is coming?"

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