Ye Yuanqing was silent after hearing this. Elder brother said it well. The whole thing is a cover. The point is to make "supreme".

But this is not under their own jurisdiction, only to obey orders.

"Big brother, do you have any way to make this fight impossible?" If you can, ye Yuanqing certainly doesn't want to see his subordinates die.

Ye Hua took a sip of the wine and said lightly, "Yuanqing, it's destiny to die. I can't guarantee it."

Ye Yuanqing sighed and took a sip.

Brother and sister are drinking wine silently. Then ye Hua goes to have a rest. Ye Yuanqing has a lot of work to prepare. But this is the first time to have a drink inspection. It's a loss of identity.

It's 100 miles away in the magic capital camp!

The whole plain is full of small tents. However, there are different tents in the middle of these tents, which are more gorgeous and much bigger than the general ones!

This is the manager's tent.

Inside the tent, the floor is made of Wensi wood, which is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is also necessary for marching and fighting.

I saw a man kneeling at a long table, wearing a silver armor, helmet placed on the right side, a face left traces of the years, a little more scars on the face, but also can not cover the handsome face, when young must be a little fresh meat.

On the top of the table is a picture roll. The characters on it are not written by people at first sight. There is nothing in the same place.

If ye Hua of last life is still here, he will definitely know this man!

The first time they were killed, it was this man!

His name is Jing Tiandi, and he is also a lord of the city of demons! It's the emperor's brother!

There is a young man kneeling on the opposite side of jingtiandi. He looks very similar. This is his son, jingwushen!

"Father! There are still 100 Li! " Said Jing Wushen in a deep voice, with a slight softness on his face.

"In the barracks, call me general!" said Jing Tiandi

"General!" he said! Our army is 100 miles away from the border! "

Jingtiandi slowly closed his eyes, then suddenly opened: "wait!"

"General! Is it worth it! Let's do this "

" it's worth it! " Said Jing Tiandi solemnly.

"Can" Wushang "really save the mother's life? If the cost is used and the mother's disease doesn't improve..."

"as long as there is hope, it's worth trying!" Said Jing Tiandi in a low voice.

Looking at his father's firm eyes, Jingwu God clenched his teeth tightly!

Father gave his life in exchange for five million attacks!

Of course, this is also the request of the emperor, because it is the supreme supreme! When he killed Ye Hua, he was the supreme!

It's strange that Jingwu God promised the emperor that he would die in the battle. But in the other side's lineup, there is only the supreme one, and there is no supreme one at all. How can he kill his father?

Finally, I know from my father's mouth that sometimes the benefits outweigh everything!

The same is true between the emperor and the emperor.

This shocked the warlord! It turns out that the war was arranged by the two emperors! To get rid of the eyesore!

Just to find a fair excuse!

This makes Jingwu's bladder numb.

War can be played! It doesn't look like a soldier!

So the God asked his father, is this worth it?

These are your subordinates. Do you have the heart to let them die? Finally, we need to deliberately release water to let the enemy kill us! Only in this way can I hand over to the emperor, and I can only take your father's body back!

The mother is alive, but the father is gone, for the son!

What's the difference!

In fact, all this time, the two emperors conspired.

It's accurate that emperor Wudu first found emperor Feidi's help. Emperor Feidi was hesitating, but he didn't expect Ye Hua to come back!

Simply agreed to come down, after all, this is a win-win situation, you can remove the eyesore of both sides, but also see the other side's master died, why not?

So emperor Feidi also asked for it, Ye Hua! Ye Yuanqing! Must die!

These two are the biggest disasters, especially Ye Hua. You must kill me!

Emperor Fei also made great efforts, not only to call each other the supreme one, but also his own side.

Iron heart to make Ye Hua die outside, do not leave any face.

But as for who "supreme" belongs to, the two emperors didn't make a sound. In fact, they knew very well that they would certainly rob each other.

Then the fate of "Wushang" depends on Providence.

"General, I'll go out first." Jingwu said respectfully.

Startled the sky to nod, startled the martial god bows the body to retreat.

After his son left, his face became heavy. In fact, the emperor told him to kill him! I can't keep calm all the time!Ye Hua in those days!

The man who cut himself off a thousand years ago! Why did he come back thousands of years later? Didn't he die at that time?

How could it be! Mingming is dead, his heart is broken, even the yuan God is broken.

It's too cold to be cold any more. Now I'm told it's not dead!

It's amazing.

But for killing Ye Hua again, Jing Tiandi is more confident. Whether it's the genius of that year or the return now, it's the same!

The most important thing this time is on this drawing!

However, this picture is not about the "supreme" information, or more advanced information, even the world does not know what the ghost is.

But a few words in front of this scroll, surprised heaven and earth is trying to find out the meaning, probably when "Wushang" is opened.

Then I don't know. These words are not left by this era at all. It makes people feel that they may have been handed down in the age of flood and famine.

If this is the case, it must be a good thing. If you can get it and give it to your son, it is also worth it.

Can ensure their mother and son's safety, their sacrifice is also worth it!

Jing Tiandi takes a deep breath, collects the pictures on the table, sits cross legged, and slowly closes his eyes.

Out of the tent, Jing Wushen looks at the stars in the night sky. He is depressed to the extreme. If he could, he would like to be an ordinary person. That kind of light is what he wants.

"Wushen." Suddenly a small voice sounded from the side, only to see a voice wearing a helmet hiding in the side of the call.

Jing Wushen is like a ball of gas. He has no choice but to go.

However, the figure directly hugged the God: "God of martial arts, there are a lot of mosquitoes here ~"

"who told you to disobey the orders and sneak into the army! If it is found out, my father will surely blame me. " Jingwu God said so, but he rubbed the woman's face mercifully.