The great general of the great Han Longting died in the hands of a eunuch. However, for the dead, even if you are the emperor of the Han Dynasty, you cannot bring it to the underworld, let alone the so-called great general.

The white-haired old eunuch couldn't help but shook his head slightly, stepped forward a few steps, grabbed his body, cut off He Jin's head, and grabbed it in his hand.

However, He Jin's face, which made him feel strange, was without regret or pain, but a faint smile.

"Qu Mu, you're doing a pretty job. Fortunately, you are there. Otherwise, this butcher would have fought hard, and it would be really hard to deal with."

Zhang Rang stepped forward, looked at He Jin's head holding Qu Mu's hand, and couldn't help but show a look of fear on his face.

No one expected that He Jin was not only extremely intelligent, but also had the level of innate martial arts masters.

If Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others hadn't been hidden in the palace,

I'm afraid Zhang Rang, Zhao Zhong and others will be hijacked or killed by his desperate attack.

In this way, all the final planned killing situations of the eunuchs will turn into nothingness.

He Jin's cultivation level of martial arts master has always been hidden very deeply, and almost no one in Luoyang City knows it.
Chapter completed!