All over the barracks, the golden flame rushed to the gourd in the hand of monsoon smoke in an instant. However, in the blink of an eye, the deadly golden coefficient was included in the gourd by monsoon smoke. After it was determined that it was not lost, monsoon smoke covered the white jade gourd and stuffed the gourd back into the space soul jade.

It would have been nice if she had been able to recover that strength when the Imperial College started.

There are some regrets about the monsoon smoke, especially after the war, Junze told him that after the possible death of sisnon, the monsoon smoke was even more regrettable.

The shy and introverted boy finally failed to escape the disaster.

The monsoon smoke is falling slowly with the flying sword, thinking of the previous World War I in my heart, and my mind is wandering.

And all the people who saw it all were stunned.

It can almost be regarded as the raiding of the demon clan, which is so easily resolved.

In addition to the first few veterans killed by the demon clan, there were no casualties in the whole camp.

Yes, not even the injured

After seeing that the monsoon smoke had extinguished the war, Liuhuo slightly raised his lips in the dark. Quietly, he concealed the red color that appeared in his eyes and lifted his hand to remove the light column around Linghe.

After the light column was removed, Ling He and others rushed to the side of the monsoon smoke immediately.

"Are you good again, miss?" Ling He's unbelievably wide eyed, and he looks up and down at the monsoon smoke.

He thought his miss's strength was against the sky, but today In addition to the five thunders that he has seen, the rest of the monsoon smoke is a ferocious move he has never seen before.

Look at the corpses of the demons. Who can believe that half of the demons here are killed by monsoon smoke?

"Well, that's right." The monsoon smoke nodded, collected the broken evil sword, looked up at the number of veterans, and knew that there was not much damage, so he was relieved.

"Great, my general!" Linghe almost knelt down for the monsoon smoke. Their young lady is so fierce.

A group of veterans have not come to their senses from the shock of the battle just now. They can only stand behind Ling He and others one by one, and look at the monsoon smoke with a kind of eyes close to worship.

They are wrong. They are really wrong.

Where is this guy from?

It's clearly for them to muddle along.

Monsoon smoke has the combat power of one enemy and ten thousand. If you show your hand on the battlefield, what else can they do?

It seems that people saw that in the future, after the monsoon smoke, they killed the four sides, and almost cried when they finished the good time of the demon abusing clan.

"General!! General! " Realizing how stupid their previous ideas were, many veterans couldn't help whining, and the group put down the foot of the monsoon smoke.

"General, from now on, you are the highest guideline in our mind. You said that we will never go west in the East. We will fight wherever you say we fight!"

"General! I will be your man later!! You're going to cover us! "

The veterans who have been tortured and bled by several killers, who are waiting for death, are waiting for a reliable general. They all wish they could take out their own lives a few days ago and fight. They hate that the pig oil cream had blindfolded their eyes and failed to see general Ji's bravery.

With general Ji, what demon clan are they afraid of?

How many to kill!

The veterans were as enthusiastic as if they were beating chicken blood. Many of the recruits who were still at the entrance were even more ignorant. Looking at the monsoon smoke, it was a thrill, like looking at a monster.

……

Veteran a: general, I will be your man in the future!

Little Madman:

Xiaoliuhuo: ah.

Little Madman: listen to me!

Veteran B: general, I want to give you a monkey!!

Little Madman: no need!!

Xiaoliuhuo: ha ha.

Little Madman: you really listen to me!

Veteran C: General

Little Madman: shut up for me!! Go! Don't go away! Don't go, I'll explain to you slowly!

Soldiers: general, this is

Linghe: have you heard me?

Soldiers: Oh ~ ~ ~ so it is!

Ling He: I see. I'm going to ask for a monthly pass, or someone will have to write it to you one by one.

All soldiers fell to their knees as soon as tiger body shook: for a monthly pass, for life!