Xiahou Yu said: "I am entangled with that Chehou in the north."

He Shu had previously sent Shen Tang a few boxes of calf collected by the Jimo Qiu brothers, and since then he frequently traveled to and from two places. He spent half a year in Kangguo and transformed into Zixu. He Shu was also some of the most familiar Kangguo ministers who Xiahou Yu were.

But no matter how familiar you are, you won’t easily communicate with each other’s trump cards.

Xiahou Yu didn't know that the thunder cloud in the sky was He Shu's masterpiece.

He Shu felt it for a moment and said, "No big problem."

As long as the Lord is not beaten to death, it is not a big problem.

"I'll finish here."

As he said that, his mind moved.

Those alienated people seemed to be summoned to some extent, turning from the original disorderly free fighting to an orderly attack. Xiahou Yu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked up at the direction of the sky.

He roughly understood what was going on.

In the next breath, huge movements ran through the northern battlefield to the south. You could see a towering "city wall" raised by smoke and dust from afar. There was only a few meters wide and half a meter deep in the path. It was dragged out by Wei Cheng stepping on Luo San.

"Haha, are you convinced?"

Do you still dare to touch his life?

If you really want to make him angry, be careful that he will cut off all the tombs of Luo San's ancestors and perform a bibimbap for Luo San!

Luo San twisted his bloody face with difficulty.

His cheeks bulged and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

A extreme posture turns over and breaks free from the constraints.

He shouted: "Come on!"

My mouth was covered in blood, and I obviously suffered significant internal injuries.

"Ha, I'm not convinced!"

Wei Cheng sneered with his white teeth.

The words were chanting the spirit of the mouth. As the spirit of the words ended, a terrifying cold wind hanged on the battlefield. The wind blew across every corpse, and it was a bone scraper on the face of a living person, but it was a spring breeze that was moistening the spring breeze. There were some sounds of horse hooves coming from somewhere.

In the dark wind, flags flutter.

One side, two side, three side... in the blink of an eye, it gathers into a black and red ocean, and countless translucent shadows float out of the cold wind.

"Living, alive-"

You can hear obvious teeth trembling.

Whether it is the whole corpse or the broken corpse, it stands up like a puppet. The headless corpse is looking for the head, the upper body is looking for the lower body, and the lower body is looking for the liver and intestines that are hanging all over the floor. As they stand firm, the translucent martial armor in the style of evil ghosts slowly gathers on the surface of the body, and in the blink of an eye, the standing posture becomes neat and straight, and all this happens in an instant.

They made a grip position with the spear in hand.

Wei Cheng smiled grimly and said, "Luo San belongs to--"

He pointed his long hand at Luo San and spit out a vicious order.

"kill!"

Luo San was so angry that he was trembling all over.

He swept the round blade and killed several ghost soldiers in two faces, with scarlet eyes and said, "If you have the ability, come on!"

Only the upper body of the Yin soldiers were left, and a strange jumping swarmed up.

Wei Cheng held a black and white flag in his hand.

The fire of life turns white: "Don't die! Don't die!"

Seeing the scene of zombies encircling in the deep pit, Shen Tang was also a little numb. When Wei Cheng was commanding the army of white bones, his visual impact was far less brutal than the scene in front of him. The flesh and blood of the corpse turned into meat paste under Luo San's constant strangulation, filling the land under his feet little by little, and over his ankles.

"The High Priest Jimo Cong has immeasurable merits." Wei Cheng was cut by her back then, which was simply a shame for the twenty-sixth-class Marquis.

These Yin soldiers did not cause much lethality to Luo San's body.

But, it can kill the heart.

If Luo San's mind had no flaws, he would not have killed good thoughts and failed to lead to a 20th-level promotion. Sure enough, Luo San's mind revealed a fatal flaw, and the weapon in his hand was bitten by a ghost soldier, and the others restrained his wrist.

Countless voices linger in my ears.

Whether far or near, high or low.

In a trance, he saw the shadow of good intentions overlapping with a certain Yin soldier, and piercing his arm that had lost his armor protection with one knife. When he cut off the weapon with his bare hands and shattered the surrounding Yin soldiers, Wei Cheng, the leader of the Yin soldier, floated in front of him like a ghost, and slapped the wound with a slap.

Crack, the sound of bone cracks sounded.

Luo San rolled several times in the blood mud.

He was awake for a moment: "Do you - do you have martial ethics?"

Wei Cheng, who successfully attacked, took off his head, bounced off the human skin clot hanging on it, wiped it clean and put it back, and said quietly: "Wu De? I am De! De is the final decision! My son, please ask again, are you convinced?"

(￣ェ￣;)

When I woke up early in the morning, my friend told me that a game I played before the New Year had stumbled. I got into the trap together at that time. She played it recently. Seeing her crazy mental state in her circle of friends, I didn’t know if she should comfort her.

I still feel no comfort in thinking about it.

Alas, we are really hard-earned sisters and sisters.
Chapter completed!