The robber saint and ghost doctor came out of the room and felt a strong fluctuation of mysterious power.
Two people face a congealing, move toward wave direction quickly.
Long yunzhan and Qiao Jin, two people, have been covered with scars, step by step back.
And in front of the two, is a row after row, dressed in strong brown men.
Clothing is very simple, the most eye-catching is their arm, embroidered with a very obvious "emperor" character.
It was
Disciples of the imperial palace!
One of the disciples of the imperial palace is of great importance in the world.
Walk out casually, that is the person of Xuan Xuan five grades above!
In front of them, there are about 30 or so disciples of the imperial palace. The lowest level of xuanjie is in the realm of Xuanxuan's nine grades, and the highest one has reached the sixth level of Dixuan.
"Emperor Zun that boy, pour is to clear down that girl's heart."
The robber Saint tut mouth, hanging the heart, finally is stable down.
"The emperor's disciples must be selected from the emperor's palace."
More than 30 superior disciples were sent out to protect those who yeqingluo cared about.
For emperor Mo Xuan, if he didn't really care, if he didn't really care.
Emperor Mo Xuan would not do such a thing.
The disciples of the imperial palace were trained orderly.
After blocking those attacks for long yunzhan, they quickly re divided their responsibilities.
Twenty remained to fight the dark forces.
The remaining ten or so people are pulling long yunzhan and Qiao Jin to the direction of Zhao Bo and others.
The more than ten people were extremely nimble, quickly approached the bedroom, and resisted the boy who fell into a deep sleep in the shoulder, and left without looking back.
And those who tried to sneak into the bedroom, trying to attack those injured teenagers, the dark forces were immediately exterminated by them.
Zhao Bo and others stare at the disciples of the imperial palace.
He had been with the mercenaries for many years, and naturally understood the meaning of the word "emperor" on their sleeves.
Imperial Palace
The first house of nirvana.
I didn't expect that the disciples of the Imperial Palace would appear here and help them.
Zhao Bo felt more and more that he was following a good team.
When the management of their mercenary regiment grows up, their mercenary regiment will definitely become the first one in the future!
"What are you doing here? Take the brothers away!" Qiao Jin slapped Zhao Bo on the back of his head and urged him.
Zhao Bo repeatedly responded and transferred his brothers with the disciples of the imperial palace.
Qiao Jin looked back and forth busily moving the direction of the brothers, and soon put his eyes on the battlefield.
In the face of more than 100 dark forces, more than 20 disciples of the Imperial Palace harassed them from time to time at night.
It's really hard.
If they did not cooperate well, tacit understanding is full, and has the absolute strength, will certainly suffer losses.
After several dozen rounds of scuffle, both sides were deadlocked.
Qiao Jin pinched the money dart and was ready to rush to help.
His shoulder was held down by a big hand, which stopped him from walking.
Qiao Jin side eyes, on a pair of cold blue eyes.
"You take Xiaoyi out first. No one has gone to her room yet." Long yunzhan advised.
Qiao Jin said, "but What about over there? Emperor Zun specially sent someone to protect us, and we must not let the disciples of the Imperial Palace miss anything, otherwise... "
How do they account to Emperor Zun?
What face do you have to face the night?
"I'll go." Long yunzhan's voice was calm, "your body's injury is too serious, if you continue to fight Don't wait for Xiaoyi to recover, you will fall down first. "
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