Then he patted the White Tiger's butt under the seat.

"Go away!"

"Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, carry him back."

At this time, behind Li Chunqiu, the young man who had just drawn his sword did not look so energetic, and Zhao Zheng was stuck underground like a dead dog.

"Without coming out, there is always a price to install B, hahaha!"

Li Chunqiu rode a white tiger and disappeared into the distance with his chuckle.

At this time, the Meng brothers stepped forward and helped Zhao Zheng up. The two of them stared at each other.

"Who will?"

"One person, half?"

"good!"

So, under the twilight, on the earth where three sword marks were scattered, Zhao Zheng, who had just suppressed all directions, was raised by Meng Tian.

"By the way, the prince was really so majestic just now."
Chapter completed!