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Whether in the realm of the gods or in the human world, as long as it is in the military camp, the military order is the largest.

When the military order is unexecuted, the strength is greater than the sky.

Everyone feels that the back is a cold.

The emperor did not say a word, waved his hand, and several **** soldiers woke up like a dream, and stalked the body of General Xue.

He took the lead and walked back to the military camp.

Behind him, both the main warring faction and the deputy generals of the parliament and the faction, looked at each other and saw the color of awe from their respective eyes. They followed the emperor and entered the military aircraft camp.

However, for half a day, this man, the whole sea **** military camp was surrendered.

Mo Xiaobei stood outside the camp and looked at the blood on the ground that had not dried up. His eyes flickered.

He subconsciously touched the letter in his arms. The letter was the one he had just received half a month ago. The same letter, the general of Xue, who had been taken away, must have one.

The letter was written by the sixth marshal.

There is only one line above: kill, print! .

Although Mo Xiaobei was a member of the First Legion, he was exiled to the Poseidon Barracks. He was no longer the first legion.

For so many years, no matter how hard he tried, the First Army did not have an audio message. No one asked him to go back, and no one would pay attention to his life and death at the Poseidon Barracks.

Even his best brother, "Yuyin", is no exception.

In the endless waiting, Mo Xiaobei's heart is already cold.

The first marshal did not write, but the sixth marshal wrote a letter.

According to the sixth marshal, as long as he killed the seal, he would think of him and let him return to the legion.

Mo Xiaobei wants to go back, no one can stop him from going back.

There are still people waiting for him to go back.

Mo Xiaobei returned to the military aircraft camp, and the military conference opened another hour.

In this hour, from the initial inconspicuous to the absolute dominance, the Emperor took the thunder of the thunder, let all the generals and deputies present from the initial panic, to the ultimate awe.

They have already discovered that the general who came from the First Army is all in every aspect, both in terms of considerations and analysis of the military situation.

He is a natural talent, just need to give him some time, he will be able to know the whole situation of the thirteen gods magic island.

After the military conference, the methods of warfare formulated by the emperor also convinced the generals and deputies present.

Although he is the main battle, he is not an impulsive.

According to his intention, on the one hand, he would send people to discuss with the ninth demon island, and on the other hand, send a small team to sneak into the ninth demon island to rescue the trapped sergeant.

This proposal was unanimously approved by all the generals present. As for the specific sneaking team and the candidates and candidates, it is necessary to wait until the second day to make a final conclusion.

The military conference ended satisfactorily.

Mo Xiaobei walked out of the military camp.

It is already a starry sky outside, although it is adjacent to the thirteen gods, but the starry sky in this area is the cleanest and purest of the whole god.

Mo Xiaobei did not return to the military camp, he walked to the beach.

Under the starlight, there are only a few black shadows left in the distant thirteen magic island.

No one was there, Mo Xiaobei took out a beast from the sleeves.

As soon as the divine power is poured into the beast, the beast is turned into a **** bird and flies in the direction of the thirteen gods.

"Don't print, don't blame me, everyone is trying to make a profit. Not to mention, you are not even a seal."

Mo Xiaobei said coldly to the night of the hustle and bustle.

"You really know the seal."

Just as Mo Xiaobei was ready to return to the military camp, the sudden sound behind him made Mo Xiaobei's whole person stiff.

I saw the sky, and the volley dropped one person.

The night is lush, so people can't see the person's appearance at first glance.

The man stretched out his hand. He had a distinct knot, a very slender and beautiful hand. On that hand, there was a beast that was constantly struggling.

The man looked up and revealed a mask of cold light.

Mo Xiaobei's heart sank.

...who are you?

"This sentence, I should ask you if you are right. Are you a sea **** camp person or a thirteen **** magic island?"

In the hands of the emperor, the one is transformed into pieces.

He stared at Mo Xiaobei.

Unlike the day, Mo Xiaobei at night looks a bit colder.

His face is handsome and harmless, and looks like a scholar, but hidden under his face is another face.

As early as the emperor came, he had noticed the only first leg of the Poseidon Barracks.

Mo Xiaobei is good at collecting all kinds of information.

He lived with a camp in the same year, and the two were in conflict with each other.

However, Zhai Yin hated evil, and since his good brother Mo Xiaobei liked a woman with a different kind of magic, he broke with him.

The two have not seen each other for hundreds of years.

"Nature is a person of the Divine Legion. I have to deal with you alone. Not to mention, I am also acting on my way. Even if you are scolding other generals, I am not afraid. After all, you are just a counterfeit."

Mo Xiaobei said coldly.

He informed the island lord of the Ninth Demon Island that if he was defeated, "Yuyin" would certainly lose his military heart and could not stand in the Poseidon Barracks.

"You said it is good, I really can't expose you, let me guess, who is killing me except me? Sixth Marshal."

The emperor was not angry. On the contrary, his tone was a little more relaxed than before.

In the case that each other has the handle of the other party, the emperor is sure that he can have a good talk with Mo Xiaobei.

He needs help from the Poseidon Barracks. Mo Xiaobei is the only person at his eyes who can help him.

"You already know?"

Mo Xiaobei was a little surprised.

"I already guessed when I abolished the Golden Jubilee. The Sixth Marshal is not a broad-minded person. There is a letter written by the First Marshal to you."

Like the emperor, a letter fell into the hands of Mo Xiaobei.

"Marshal, do you remember me?"

Mo Xiaobei was shocked. He hesitated. He looked at the letter in his hand and it was unbelievable.

"It's true or not. I saw it when I saw it."

Mo Xiaobei holds the letter, and the letter is indeed the handwriting of the first marshal. The above indicates that everything is obeyed by Mo Xiaobei.

"You lied to me, the letter was not written by the first marshal."

Mo Xiaobei sneered, and the letter in his hand instantly became a fragment.

He is not like this man in front of him, he is very general, if it is because he fell in love with someone who should not love, now in the first legion is also unknown.

The first marshal at that time did not remember him, not to mention the hundreds of years passed.

"Sure enough, I can't deceive you, yes, the letter is what I wrote. Since I have been seen by you, I don't have to hide it. I want to make a deal with you, a transaction that benefits you and me."

The emperor disapproved and smiled. Mo Xiaobei was much smarter than he had imagined, so he was relieved to give him the task of finding a small blackbird.