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Chapter 1089 1089: Do you know what loyalty is to be a king? (Chinese) [Please ask(2/2)

"Senior Brother! That's now!"

Lin Feng has been paying attention to the situation here.

She had seen Tude Ge's appearance, so she naturally knew that the biggest fish in the Northern Desert soldiers was him! But the time was not right before, and she could only wait patiently, and at the same time controlled [Corpse Vine] and persevered in disturbing the guards around Liu Guan.

Obstruct the personal guard formation and create gaps.

Now, the time is ripe!

Tu Rong received this order and was greatly motivated!

I couldn't help but laugh happily: "It's finally my turn!"

He was like a jackal staring at his prey. He was always nearby, clearing the small minions around him, killing one, killing one, and killing two, trying to cooperate with the jackals around him to tear open the defense line. Although he had gained something, this prey could not satisfy his appetite. His target was still the leader of the prey, and he was patiently waiting for an excellent opportunity to kill with one blow and bite off the prey.

With the order from his companion, he knew that the time was ripe.

The long-accumulated martial arts burst out with a blast.

Wrapped by the light of martial arts, Tu Rong rushed to kill like a cannonball. The Beimo troops who intercepted him did not expect this to appear, and the strictly guarded defense line was opened by Tu Rong who broke out.

There is only one goal left in my eyes—

"Come on your life!"

The murderous intent was boiling, and the soul was trembling with excitement.

"Don't think about it!"

The eyes of the few remaining guards were bloodshot and were blocked by injuries.

They knew that Tudege, who led the way, was fake.

But as long as Liu Guan was captured alive by Kang Guo, the fake became real, and Beimo's battle was really defeated! Therefore, even if the fences shake the tree, they must stop the killing moves in front of them! Unexpectedly, Tu Rong's state was underestimated, and the qi and blood flowed backwards.

"The native chicken and tile dog are vulnerable!"

Tu Rong spoke trash at the few people.

Those guards almost vomited blood when they heard this ridicule.

Even though Tu Rong is talented, he is not very old and lacks experience. As long as he is not a high-level martial artist, he will struggle with one enemy if his realm is not very different. He can't resist Tu Rong's luck. These personal guards consume too much martial arts in the charge and are in poor condition now. This kid is picking up a cheaper position, so what are the faces of ridicule?

Tu Rong doesn't care about these things.

As long as these heads are taken down, military merit will be his. Who cares whether they are killed with full blood or with low blood?

He yelled at Tudege.

"This man, Brother Tude, take him down and be appointed as a marquis and minister!"

This voice completely covers the nearby battlefield.

What if the soldiers of Kang Guo who were already red-eyed heard this?

He was restless like a chicken blood.

They rushed to fight here.

Military achievements in Kangguo are a powerful tool to make a name for themselves.

Chu Yao was very pleased at first. He watched both apprentices grow step by step, and now they are completely standing up. But his gratitude has not been maintained for a long time. Tu Rong's voice changed his face and laughed and scolded: "This bastard boy!"

It’s wrong to eat alone, but can you eat alone but not?

This kid really didn't learn his cleverness at all.

Then, he sighed again: "It's good to be careless..."

If you are not smart enough, you will not be smart enough to go wrong.

I can still protect them for a few more years at my age.

Chu Yao made sure there was no problem here for the time being, so he was spared energy to see Shen Tang. It was not that he was too irresponsible to the master, but because Gong Cheng was a real 18th-class grand chief, but the people who beat him were four good players!

Four to one, among them the high priest of the Gongxi tribe.

If you can lose, unless the divine weapon in Beimo descends from the sky.

A twenty-six-class marquis is not enough.

Chu Yao relaxed slightly.

After a while, he looked up as if he felt something.

A little chill fell on his forehead.

Chu Yao raised his hand and found a little water stain.

“It’s raining?”

He murmured in a low voice as he looked at his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a snowflake fell into the palm of your hand and melted.

Chu Yao's body suddenly stiffened.

Apart from Werder, who else must be accompanied by Feixue when he appears?

"Isn't it because Kang Jishou is talking about something?"

Good words don’t work, bad words don’t work!

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Today, I also had a few friends with the editor, Zhizhixixing Yuzhu Jinhuang, and went out for a dinner. I ate Haidilao in Singapore. I listened to the third subject of the three of the subjects _(:з」∠)_

Passionate discussions and complaining, almost couldn't update.

The title is...it was raised urgently.
Chapter completed!
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