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The war marks are not well known, and the palms are swept out, and the thick demon power is turned into a sharp edge.

I know that string jade has been prepared for a long time, and then slashed a few feet.

The battle marks look at the wound again, and the wound has already flowed a lot of blue-green blood.

The smell of blood is like carrion. When it falls to the ground, the grass on the ground is covered with blood, and it suddenly melts.

This poison is clearly an enhanced version of Ye Lingyue's ice condensate.

"String jade, you!"

"The deputy captain of the Red Prison Army, string jade, polite."

String jade is like a personal change. It changes the gentle and pleasant appearance of the earlier, only to see her cold and cold, ten fingers sharp, red lips one by one, spit out the words that make the war marks scared.

Vice Commander of the Red Prison?

This woman is actually a person of the Red Prison.

Not to mention the war marks, even the Akasaka does not know the existence of the character string.

Just because the Red Prisons were founded, the Queen Mother chose a group of the best children, including men and women.

The captain of the Red Prison followed the side of Akasaka, and the string jade with the same qualifications was sent to the South Quiet by the Queen Mother, followed by the side behind the South.

Over the years, String Jade has been cultivating and has never been exposed to identity. Until this time, the Queen Mother issued an order to her.

After the Red Queen, he ordered the string jade to seduce the battle marks, and sent the enhanced ice coagulation that Ye Lingyue gave.

As the Queen Mother said, the soldiers will be used for a thousand days.

When the string jade was in the Ming Tombs, there was no choice to betray the war marks, but at this time, when the battle marks were the most desperate, the string jade was fatal.

"Even you are cheating on me?"

On the face of the battle mark, the blood color faded a little.

The string jade lips trembled, as if the whole body was exhausted, only a word was squeezed out.

"The Tao does not want to be an alliance."

She is also a woman, very few women, able to withstand the temptation of men like war marks.

She used to sway, but between the life and personal feelings, she chose to live a great life.

What's more, string jade has long found that the woman who really loves the battle mark is only Xiyang.

She will not be a substitute for any woman.

Behind him, the killings in the camp were soaring.

The Red Prison Army rushed into the camp, and it was full of blood.

The string jade is mixed in the military camp, and it has already been poisoned in the diet of the soldiers and the war desert north.

In the dream of fighting in the north, the captain of the Red Prison fell to the first level.

"The battle desert is dead!"

I don't know who it is, and I sighed.

In the camp, the blazing flames ignited, and the last remnants of the warring and the North Prisoners were also reduced to ashes in this night attack.

"Okay, sorry, I am sorry. I have no eyes in my life, and I have seen one after another."

The battle marks suddenly burst into laughter.

Amazing demon, broke out in an instant.

Under the effect of demon power, the entire camp made a rumbling sound, and the amazing demon power, like the tide, flocked to the string jade.

String jade only feels like being in the swamp chapter, and there is no way to move the body, let alone the opportunity to escape.

"Fast, save the vice captain."

Only a few sounds were heard, and a large number of sacred arrows broke through the air. Several of them hit the key points of the battle marks.

Until the string jade was about to lose consciousness, a group of people from the Red Prison Army came and saw the string jade seriously injured.

The battle marks of ice condensate and scorpion swords in the body, a **** body, fell to the ground, it seems to have been mad.

"The captain, has already cut off the head of the war desert north, whether or not to cut off the first level of the war mark."

After a few demon soldiers came forward to look at it, they came back to life.

"This"

The captain of the Red Prison looked at the eye marks and saw that many parts of his body were corroded by ice, and the muscles were rotten and shaped like disfigurement.

"Captain, leave him a whole body."

String jade opened his eyes in a difficult way, and looked at the body of the war mark. The bottom of the eye was faintly flashing. She lowered her eyelids and said softly.

"Whether, the Queen Mother only asks for the life of the war father and son. The war marks are also a generation of heroes, leaving his body and burying him and the bodies of other warrior soldiers."

The captain of the Red Prison did not say anything. He waved his hand and let the Red Prison Army dig a thousand-person crater in the same place, and lost the warrior's demon and the corpse of the war.

The same is the Yaozu, even if it is killing each other, it must let the enemy die with dignity.

The captain of the Red Prison took the string jade and the dry prison guard and left.

The warlords who used to be famous for a while were eventually turned into a loess.

Before and after the dawn, there was a rain.

The rain drained and washed the camp full of blood.

In front of the tomb of a thousand people who buried thousands of people, the new earth moved.

There was a hand that slammed out of the cemetery.

The battle marks gasped and climbed out of the graveyard.

Behind him, there are still a few cold arrows, and the heart is hurting. It has been eroded by ice and two fist-sized holes. Even the muscles on the limbs have been turned into blood, not to mention the former British. The face is quite unrecognizable.

Such a war mark, I am afraid that no one will think that he used to be a prominent South Emperor.

"I haven't died yet. Why don't you die? What is the meaning of living like a person like me?"

The battle marks made a horrible laugh.

The betrayal of the string jade ruined the last trace of his life.

Like everyone else, the battle mark also thought that he was not dead this time, but he did not die.

When he swallowed his last breath and was buried in the cold soil, his heart stopped beating and he resumed his pulsation.

He lived again by the remaining demon power.

The war was deserted in the north, and the south was also dead. The battle marks were really unimaginable. He still has any reason to live.

"People like you are really damn."

Behind him, a familiar voice floated.

The battle marks are stiff and look back subconsciously.

Behind him, I don't know when, I stood alone.

It was a woman. She was wearing a crimson alchemy gown. If the skin was coughed, a pair of enchanting eyes, the blue clouds were piled up, and there was a beautiful and fascinating flower.

"Xi Yan, how are you here?"

I did not expect the battle marks, I will see the eve of the night after the demon.

This woman who was humiliated by him earlier, at this time, seems to be completely ignorant, with a smile on his lips.

"War marks, why are you looking at me like that, I am like a flood of beasts. You and I are a couple, you have fallen to this end of the day, I am coming to see you, it is also human nature."

Xi Yan smiled and said, just her eyes, no smile.

"What kind of sentiment between you and me? Oh, oh, let me guess, you should come here, you should want one third of the soul fragments of the emperor, you want to know, Loose drop?"

The words of the battle mark finally let the smile of the evening face of the mouth converge.