Chapter 615

Lu Shaoqing shook his head. "There's no news from Song Yuan. The people outside have been noisy for a long time. Song Yuan doesn't seem to have a plan to do it."

The monsoon smoke nodded slightly, she stood up from the chair, Ling He and Lu Shaoqing's eyes immediately focused on the monsoon smoke.

"What is the general going to do about it?" Lu Shaoqing looked at the monsoon smoke. At this time, he had thought clearly that the mass death of the common people had nothing to do with song yuan, but now it depends on how to deal with it.

If it is not handled properly, it will arouse more resentment from the people of Pingcheng, which is very unfavorable to them.

The monsoon smoke smiled and said nothing, but walked out.

In the courtyard where monsoon smoke is located, there are many soldiers of the wolf smoke army standing. After they were attacked by the people, they arrived at monsoon smoke. Almost everyone's head was covered with color and blood flowed down the wound.

Seeing the monsoon smoke, all the soldiers immediately got up their spirits and looked at the monsoon smoke.

"General."

The low voice revealed the low hearts of the soldiers at the moment.

They didn't expect that after they joined the army, they were wounded for the first time. The murderer was not the demon family, but the people they wanted to protect.

This situation really makes some new recruits who have just entered the military camp very oppressive.

"Did you fight back?" The monsoon smoke looks at the soldiers with the color on them.

The soldiers looked at each other and shook their heads in dismay.

"General, we didn't fight with them, so we wanted to make it clear to them that we didn't do things, but they didn't listen at all, and they smashed when they saw people." A young recruit was holding the bleeding wound on his head.

Monsoon smoke patted him on the shoulder, then walked towards the door. The soldiers of the wolf smoke regiment watched the action of monsoon smoke, and all followed it.

Outside the closed gate, a series of crashing sounds were heard one after another. People outside the street found all their fears and anxieties here.

The monsoon smoke signals Ling He to open the gate. Ling he hesitates for a moment, which slowly opens the gate.

The gate just opened a crack. A few stones flew in directly along the crack.

"Be careful, general!" Lu Shaoqing's face turned white, and hurriedly reached out to block the monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke raised his hand to block Lu Shaoqing's action and kicked the gate open.

The door suddenly opened, standing on the opposite roof of the people, see someone coming out of the inside, now more exciting, a brain will be broken things, towards the monsoon smoke out of the body!

The soldiers of the wolf smoke regiment on one side were all angry at the sight.

But

The monsoon smoke looks at the oncoming flying stone, and his eyes are slightly cold.

In an instant, a layer of invisible light enveloped the whole body of the monsoon smoke. All the flying stones stopped at a finger distance from the monsoon smoke. They seemed to hit an invisible wall and fell on the ground. Even the corner of the seasonal smoke didn't touch half an inch.

This scene was seen by the people outside. Their subconscious eyes widened. When they were ready to throw stones again, the eyes of monsoon smoke suddenly swept over them one by one.

It's just a light look, but the people who have been swept by the monsoon smoke only feel their backs are suddenly cold, and the consciousness of the people holding the stone is frozen in the air.