Chapter 550

"The city Lord means, we dry yarn..."

The words of ecstasy had not yet fallen. Han Fei slapped them and immediately eliminated the redundant noise.

"I know how to do it." Han Fei bowed respectfully to Ryukyu. His face was red and his body was shaking with excitement.

"We know, too." Kuo Baal and tobim bowed at the same time, lowering their voices towards the moon.

This extra thing is for them, and it's for them alone. So many things are for them. How can they not be ecstatic and excited.

Slowly nodded, Ryukyu light way: "know good, later I want to rely on you when there are still many."

"Follow to the death." Han Fei, kuobali, tobim, all in one voice, never looked serious.

At the sight of the three, Ryukyu turned to Ouyang Yufei, who had been beside her all the time. "They are more generous and have less details. Go."

Ouyang Yufei hears the words and looks at Ryukyu. Suddenly he laughs and says, "OK."

When Ryukyu saw this, he nodded, stood up and walked towards the other campfire. There was a shout of worship and joy coming from that side.

A joy.

But in this crazy love, some shadow soldiers and horses began to move, and some of them were separated from the grain and grass gold of the brigade, hiding in the vast grassland and night.

Night, slowly deep.

The night sky on the grassland is no more heavy than that in the Central Plains. Even in such a cold winter, it is extremely high and wide.

Boundless sky, vast grassland, gives people a boundless heroic, but also a desolate loneliness.

In the night, in the main tent of Ryukyu.

In a black suit, Ryukyu looks at Du Yi, who appears quietly outside the tent. Her subordinates are different. They really know what she wants to do.

Today's Che, lets her heartache be unable to add.