Chapter 577

The sound of monsoon smoke, with a strong smile, but that words, into the deputy general and others' ears, but extremely harsh.

Take it back!

How can I get it back?!

The monsoon smoke left the bloody machete aside at will. Where was the handkerchief to dry the blood on her hand, she looked up casually, and looked at the deputy general whose face was hard to see. "For the sake that this man is your general's expression, I allow you to take him back now. Maybe you have the ability to save him before he died."

The beheader can still keep a breath after execution, but there is no difference between this breath and not. Unless gods come, no doctor can cure people in such a short time.

Monsoon smoke this "good intention", clearly is to kill the intention has been decided!

The deputy general's face had never been so ugly. He came again soft and hard, but he ignored the monsoon smoke.

Looking at the vanguard who fell into a pool of blood, his breath gradually weakened, the vice general's face turned black from blue, and a pair of fists clenched on his side.

As a man of the green nightmare army, he has never been so fooled!

"What? Don't you want to save it? Then his death has nothing to do with me. I gave you a chance. " The monsoon smoke smiled at the deputy general with gloomy face.

These words were so harsh when they were introduced into the deputy general's ear.

Is this the same as the way that the green nightmare army turned a blind eye to Ji Qiao's death?

At this moment, the deputy general finally realized why the monsoon smoke chose such a penalty, which would not make people die immediately after execution.

She backhanded and directly pushed the striker's death to their head, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

An angry block in the deputy's chest, but at the moment he has no way to do, can only watch the striker in despair and pain under the torture, broke the last breath, motionless lying in the pool of blood.

"Ah, how pitiful Since you belong to the green nightmare army, why don't you save him? " Monsoon smoke looked at the man and sighed, as if he could not understand the "cold look" of the green nightmare army.

The Vice General of the green nightmare army almost spits out blood.

How to save such injuries? How to save it?

Monsoon smoke is never ready to let that man go!

The deputy general was forced to bear the urge to spit blood, and asked his soldiers to pick up the body of the forward. It was with warm blood, as if they were mocking his stupidity.

After cleaning up the body of Qianfeng, the deputy general took several deep breaths to control the pressure on his chest. He looked at the monsoon flue with a stiff face: "excuse me today, I'll go back to my life first."

Monsoon smoke single hand chin, looking at want to leave deputy general and so on, but said: "wait a moment."

The deputy general frowned slightly, but saw the monsoon smoke and ordered people to check the gate of the camp.

The deputy general's face turned black again.

Soon, the soldiers who went to check came back in a hurry. They reported to monsoon smoke that several soldiers who were guarding the gate were seriously injured by the soldiers of the green nightmare army. They only stopped the soldiers from entering the camp.

As soon as the words came out, the soldiers who had been stunned around the execution ground changed their eyes when they looked at the green nightmare army.