Time passes by little by little.

It has been nearly an hour since the Qin family's army retreated from Shangyong City.

During this hour, just like Qin Xiu's military order, the army of the branch clan did not move at all, and stayed there. At this moment, the army of the branch clan clan that was originally unmoved.

The formation direction of the army began to gradually change.

To be precise, it is to face Yongcheng again.

At this moment, Mo Yong's army's tent.

There was only one person in the huge tent at this time, and that was Qin Xiu.

Now Qin Xiu's face was obviously very bad, and it could even be said to be extremely ugly. He had already begun to realize that he... was being tricked.

The sound of the war drums still couldn't stop ringing in my ears.

From the beginning of vigilance, it gradually evolved into suspicion, and finally...it gradually became fear.

The thunder is loud and the rain is small.

It is no exaggeration to use this sentence to describe it.

It can even be said that there is not even a trace of raindrops.

There was a clamor in the ancient city, but since Qin Xiu ordered his retreat to the present, he had never seen a figure. This was purely... just a joke.

At least at this moment, this is true.

Once he figured it out, Qin Xiu's anger suddenly burst into flames: "Come."

Sound, exit.

With his anger, the guards waiting outside the military tent were shocked. He quickly entered the tent and knelt down: "Sect Master!"

A cold sweat slid down the guard's forehead. Although Qin Xiu did not speak, he felt a stimulating murderous aura from Qin Xiu's body, which made him dare not move at all.

"Biography, Qin Dan."

Qin Xiu's cold voice came out, and the guard did not dare to hesitate at all, so he quickly stood up and sent an order to leave.

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After one stick of incense.

There was an extremely miserable scream from Mo Yong's camp. This sound... It was the main tent of the central army, from Qin Xiu's camp, and the guards outside the tent were all so scared that their faces were pale.

Because there was blood flowing out from the corner of this big tent.

And this miserable scream came from a person who saw Qin Dan enter the tent with his own eyes.

"Come in."

At this moment, another sound came from this big tent.

The guard who had previously sent the order trembled all over, but he did not dare to resist at all. He turned around tremblingly and entered the camp. As soon as he entered the camp, he saw an extremely horrifying scene.

Qin Dan, one of the chief generals of Mo Yong's army, was also Qin Xiu's confidant.

At this moment, he was hung in this tent, covered in blood, only venting his breath, not inhaling his breath, and even his soul was locked together, with wind swords and fire all over his body.

What is waiting for Qin Dan next is nothing more than one ending, his soul is scattered.

The reason why Qin Xiu treated Qin Dan like this was very simple.

His temperament.

It was his own order to withdraw troops, but now it was Qin Dan's misleading and persuasion at that time, which led to his misunderstanding and misunderstanding, so he had to treat Qin Dan with cruel methods to vent his anger.

Qin Xiu, who was sitting, swept the kneeling guards and spoke coldly.
Chapter completed!