"It seems that the charm of personality is actually a person's ability." Eight Wilderness Book smiled and said.

Sweeping the old man with a smile: "Of course, some people, some people are naturally attracting people, so naturally someone is willing to follow. Some people are naturally not convinced, even if they are supporting a piece of people around them,

It is also difficult to condense, but in the end, there is a group of Wuhe people, and it is difficult to do. "

The eight wasteland books laughed: "It seems that the situation of Han Sanqian is coming back again."

The old sweeper continued: "The peak circuit turns constantly, and the ups and downs are passionate, which is interesting, interesting, and there is an old saying. Only at the last moment can you decide the real victory and defeat.

There are too many unknown factors in the middle that may happen at any time. "

The two men fell and disappeared again.

At the same time, at the same time, after a huge bombardment on the east side of the Luocheng, all kinds of spells, the boulder followed closely like a heavy rain.

Fortunately, the city's defense is strong, otherwise, under such an attack, I am afraid it has already been destroyed.

"News!"

A long call came, and the fierce fighting here had long been able to stop under the reange.

A reported soldier ran all the way and passed through the theater directly to the rain.

"What happened to Dongcheng Gate, why is the explosion constant?" Zhu Yanshuo asked anxiously.

"Oh ... I report ... Elder Shenlong, the master of the city, a troops suddenly appeared outside the Dongcheng Gate.

"What?!"

As soon as I heard this, the rain was almost shocked at the same time as Zhu Yanshuo.

At this time, someone came to siege? The only enemy around the surrounding surrounding is the magic cloud ghost city, but the magic cloud ghost city has been destroyed. Even some of the remaining parties have put down the weapons to the city.

Who?!

You shouldn't have anyone else, right?

"Can you see who they are?" Zhu Yanshuo said anxiously.

The soldiers shook their heads: "All these people are wrapped in white, and the mask is extremely heavy. I don't know what the origin of the other party is. Anyway, from the perspective of urban defense experiences such as subordinates, these people have never appeared before."

Inexplicable mysterious white people? I have never seen before?

"Fuck, is this damn Han Sanqian's life that is so good? At this time, someone siege the city." A leader next to him scolded.

Siege also means that the current situation is about to be broken, and once Han Sanqian is broken, it is very likely to be able to slow down, and this has to make them feel the grave.

"Don't come early, don't come late, just come at this time. His mother, for half an hour, we will inevitably want Han Sanqian's life." Another person also said.

Zhu Yanshuo frowned slightly, looking at the rain, and said: "Elder Shenlong, will the other party have three thousand?"

There are also such intuitions, because now these are too coincidental. But how many troops does Han Sanqian come all the way?

It seems that the troops that he can have, even some of the Su Jiajun were killed in the Eight Wastest Books, who can help him at this time.

Who may be his friend of Han Sanqian?

I don't think about it, but if this is not possible, I am afraid that it is too strange at now. Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

The underworld does not believe it.

"How many people do they have?" Ming Yu looked at the soldiers and asked softly.

"Promise Elder Shenlong, at least ... at least hundreds. Moreover, these people are very people at first glance, and they seem to be a master."

What?!

As soon as he heard this, everyone opened his eyes immediately.

Master? Or the number of hundreds of people? How can this be possible?

Where can ordinary teams have such a huge number of masters?
Chapter completed!