Chapter 950

"Has elder Liu's son caught it?"

After sorting out his emotions, gengsangyao recovered his former gloom and sharpness.

"The leader of the Hui nationality has taken the position designated by the clan leader."

The patriarch came to her yesterday to ask her to catch elder Liu's son. Now that Shuibei's wizard is injured, the patriarch thinks of them.

Before the patriarch seldom let them show their faces. At that time, she didn't care, but she could prove her ability. That's her purpose to be a wizard. So she would try her best to complete everything the patriarch ordered.

"Go to inform elder Liu that he will come to the appointed place to see the palace with the pills of Jiuwei longlinghua. If it is too late, let him collect the corpse of his son!"

"Yes, patriarch, I will go now."

Pray for the wizard to turn around and leave quickly.

Gengsangyao looked at the dream.

"Dream after dream, today is the day when the two armies are at war. You ask linkuda to pay attention to the news of the border at any time, and report it as soon as there is news."

"Yes, empress, I know by dream."

"Help this palace change clothes!"

Gengsangyao cold tunnel.

Listen to the dream, quickly to the wardrobe to the clothes.

Gengsangyao went to the bronze mirror and sat down. Looking at her haggard self in the mirror, she frowned. She looked like the mother of a country.

Jun Lin Tian, you must not let this palace down. Murong Shaofeng, you must kill it, or you will let this palace help you sit on the throne in vain.

At the border, early in the morning, the scene of fighting broke the peace of the day. The strong smell of blood almost choked people. At the moment, half of the soldiers and horses of both sides were lost, and the scene of a river of blood was shocking.

In addition to a layer of hazy fog in the desert, no other changes happened. Jun Lintian rode on the dark demon dragon and looked down at Murong Shaofeng, who was light and cloudless.

He wants to finish the war and leave here as soon as possible, after all, their food and grass are limited.

Murong Shaofeng, dressed in white, stood out among millions of soldiers in a luxurious and spacious chariot pulled by Warcraft. His calm face showed an extraordinary demeanor in the whole startling battlefield. His calmness was beyond ordinary people's ability.

Beside him, standing Qin Jinpeng and Bai Lian, with fans in their hands, seemed more elegant and elegant.

"Murong Shaofeng, you are doomed to lose today. My magic army has killed most of your people. Depending on these people on the battlefield, how long can you last?"

The arrogant tone of king Lin Tian is incomparable.

Murong Shaofeng smiles but does not answer. He believes in the abilities of the white tiger god beast, the black mirror, the red Huan, and the two predecessors. With them, the demon army is not a problem. Moreover, judging from the current situation, everything is in his control. Many of junlintian's men and horses have crossed the desert and stepped into the territory of Xingyue kingdom.

Murong Shaofeng raised his warm eyes, such as the bright eyes of stars, to the end of the desert. The morning light was abnormal in the sky, like blood dyed the sky red, but it was about to disappear on the horizon.

Murong Shaofeng looked around without a trace. There were more and more soldiers of Haoyue kingdom. Their speed was faster and faster. They began to run to the woods behind him. His beautiful lips and corners gathered up a strange smile.

"Murong Shaofeng, what are you laughing at when you don't talk?"

Jun Lin day suddenly caught sight of Murong Shaofeng's strange smile, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

He hated Murong Shaofeng's motionless character. In his eyes, this kind of strangeness always filled him with uneasiness.

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