Chapter 228 Why do I sit down without the face?

"yes."

Hong Yixin responded calmly and pretended to be nothing, continuing to walk out of the hall.

Seeing that he seemed to have not heard the potential meaning in his words, the smile on the face of the beautiful country Qingcheng became even stronger.

"The general said he wanted to kill the swordsman. Waterloo, you are not going out at this time to inform him of the convenience, right?"

The blink of a joking tone, and said, looking at the communicator on Hong Yixin's wrist.

Hong Yixin stopped abruptly, turned her head with a very ugly expression, stared at the beautiful country who was still smiling innocently, and then looked at the look of death waiting for people forever.

Death is forever and the devil's face disappeared without a smile, only Yinyi Hou still smiled as before. Death is forever looking at Hong Yixin expressionlessly.

Hong Yixin's heart became cold.

"To prove my innocence, I stay here and wait for news, and I will go there after they come back."

After Hong Yixin finished speaking on the flat side, she returned to her seat.

Death never said that he would not inform him, and did not say that he would be able to go with confidence. The smile on Fu Guoqingcheng's face became even brighter.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of the Demon King's bloodless mouth.

Only the silver-clothed man, he still has an expression that remains unchanged for thousands of years.

Snow Eagle City.

The camp of the Huaji believers and Napoleon, the four thousand elite soldiers of the romantic bully entered the snow eagle city from the north city and the east city. The camp was like a hurricane and rushed along the main street to the south city gate. Bai Butterfly and her less than 500 men resisted for less than five minutes, and then they were defeated and retreated from the city.

The camp that captured the south gate left five hundred people to defend the city. The rest gathered together Napoleon, who had just swept the city lord's mansion, and the four thousand elite soldiers of the romantic bully, and rushed to the last Xicheng that had not yet been conquered.

Yang Jun and the believers of the Painted Ji jumped from the continuous roof to the gate of the Xicheng, but neither of them took any action. The city wall was defending against attacks from outside the city. How to defend against enemies who came from the city?

Under the faint gaze of Yang Jun and the believers of the Painted Ji, the gathering of the Western Liang Iron Cavalry Army devoured all the resistance in Xicheng. Seeing that the situation was over, August Feng Feixue sighed in disappointment and opened the city gate with her remaining subordinates and fled in panic.

Napoleon and the romantic bully followed their soldiers. Because there was no order from the believers of the Huaji, everyone stopped in front of the city gate. After the believers of the Huaji waved their hands, the people were divided into three teams, one team stayed to guard the city gate, one team headed to the direction of the city lord's mansion, and the other team headed towards the east city.

"it's over……"

Looking at the escaped August Feng Feixue soldiers, looking at the soldiers who were in their place, the believers of the Painted Gaul said.

Yang Jun opened his eyes that had been closed for nearly half an hour, nodded, and echoed: "Yes, it's over."

When he said something, Yang Jun felt more emotion. On December 24, last night, he and Guan Lan attended the premiere of "The King of Success, the King of Success, the Bandits" in the cinema in Wuhu. Midway through, he suddenly received a call from Hong Yixin, and on the phone, Hong Yixin told him that Snow Eagle City was contributed by the Rakshasa Sect.

After receiving this call, Yang Jun immediately left the theater before the premiere was completed, and then bought a game helmet and a "Jianghu" card. When he returned to the hotel room where he stayed, he entered the game.

As soon as he entered the game, he found that he and Meng Yu were chained in a stone chamber.

When he left the game last time, he was still the deputy city lord of Snow Eagle City. When he entered the game again, he had become a prisoner for others.

In order to avoid others' insults, he killed Meng Yu first, but when it was his turn to commit suicide, Hei Ye Bingliang stopped him, and then Hei Ye Bingliang came down and killed him with his own hands.

After resurrection, Liu Xiaoru came to give him a great return pill. At this time, the silver Rakshasa master of the Rakshasa sect appeared. She accused Liu Xiaoru of betraying the Rakshasa sect to collaborate with the enemy, and finally even took action. Liu Xiaoru was no match for the magic hand. Yang Jun, who had lost his skills, suddenly knocked the magic hand out of the magic hand. Before leaving Liu Xiaoru, the Rakshasa sect's sadness brought hundreds of people. At that time, Yang Jun's skill was less than 20%. Seeing that he was bound to die, Wang Yang appeared dramatically.

These are all things that happened yesterday. They became prisoners for no reason, but were killed and killed and lost half of their skills.

But after today and this night, the lost Snow Eagle City was reclaimed. The natal essence sucked from the four Black Tiger King, Gun God, Suo Xian, and the heroine were refined, and the lost power was almost restored.

Within two days, the ups and downs were like this, why didn’t Yang Jun feel emotional?

"Ding bee...ding bee..."

The communicator of the Huaji believer suddenly rang, and the believer of the Huaji raised his wrist and looked at the name displayed on the communicator.

"It's the devil who doesn't see blood."

After saying something to Yang Jun, the believers of Huaji pressed the answer button. Yang Jun is not far from the believers of Huaji. Although there is a disturbance between the sound of wind and rain, he still heard what the Demon King said without blood.

"Believers, Napoleon and the bully reported that they had recaptured Snow Eagle City. Is this news true?"

"It's true."

The believer of the painting halberd answered flat.

"Very good! Since it is true, then the Grand Marshal and we will use the teleportation array to the City Lord's Mansion in Xueying City. You can arrange the matter at hand as soon as possible and arrive at the City Lord's Mansion as soon as possible!"

"good."

The believer of the Huaji agreed, but the Demon King let out another few words of encouragement and hung up the call.

As soon as he hung up the call with the believers of the Gakuen, Yang Jun's communicator rang.

"Is it him?"

The believer of the Painted Ji asked with a bored smile.

Yang Jun glanced at the communicator and nodded to confirm the guess of the believers of Huaji. Press the answer button, the Demon King did not say as much as he talked to the believers of Huaji. He just said concisely: "The Grand Marshal and we will go to the Lord's Mansion of Xueying City immediately. You will go to the Lord's Mansion of the City Lord immediately. Have you heard it clearly?"

"Um."

Yang Jun just nodded, and the Demon King hung up the call without seeing blood.

Yang Jun was a little surprised when he was hung up so quickly, and the believers of the Painted Gaul were also a little unexpected. However, after a little surprised, he chuckled and joked: "When did you offend the Demon King?"

Yang Jun shrugged himself and said with a smile: "Maybe! But I don't know when I offended..."

The two of them jokingly jumped off the roof, and then walked along the main street step by step towards the city lord's mansion along the street with more than an inch of thick water.

Yang Jun and Huaji believers were not walking fast. When they walked to the meeting hall of the city lord's mansion, they saw that everyone else was already sitting in the hall.

Death is always sitting on the chair of the Grand Master in the middle of the hall with a smile as before. On the left side of his head, the first one is the Demon King without blood. Next to the Demon King is the Demon King, the next one is the Silver Clothes Hou, and the Silver Clothes Hou is the Romantic bully.

There were a few of them sitting on the left, and the first seat on the right was empty, obviously left for the believers of the Gajah.

Under the empty seat were Napoleon, Hong Yixin and Wen Xin Diaolong.

There was a strong wind and heavy rain outside, but these people were all dry, which made the believers of the Painted Gaul that had just stepped into the hall look a little out of place with Yang Jun, because water was dripping on their heads, faces, and bodies, and the rain had already poured them through.

"Haha! My believers are back..."

As soon as Yang Jun and the believers of Huaji stepped into the hall of the meeting, the death who had originally sat high on the throne with joy on his face, always came down from the throne with joy on his face, and strided to the believers of Huaji. He ignored the water dripping all over his body. He held the believers of Huaji with both hands and walked forward, leading the believers of Huaji to the first seat on the right, and personally pressed the believers of Huaji on their seats. This was not the end. After pressing the believers of Huaji on their seats, they died.

He bowed to the believers of Huaji with a spring breeze on his face. The believers of Huaji were shocked when they saw this. They stood up and wanted to return the salute. Death always smiled even more. While trying to press the believers of Huaji back to their seats, he shouted: "Thank you for your hard work, believers! You can successfully retake the Snow Eagle City tonight. You have made great contributions. It is absolutely necessary for me to bow to you! If you don't have your bloody battle with your believers, how could Snow Eagle City be back to our hands so quickly?"

Death is always speaking quickly and loudly with a smile on his face. The believer of the Gakure wanted to correct his statement, but only said intermittent words such as "This...this...the first person to enter the city is...". Every time a sentence is not finished, it is interrupted by the emotional death forever.

The words of death that are eternal praise were finally finished. The believer of Huaji breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to say that he was not the first person to enter the city, but death had always had his face darkened. He suddenly turned his head and shouted to Yang Jun who had just found an empty seat and sat down, "Lonely Swordsman! Do you still have the face to sit down? Stand up for me!"

Death is the eternal silence, which makes the entire hall suddenly become a sensation.

The believer of the Painted Ji was stunned. He couldn't react for a moment to why he was treated like this forever as death, but Yang Jun, the first to attack Xueying City, was treated like this.

Yang Jun was also shocked. Just now, Death was the only one believer in Huaji. He didn't even look at him when he entered the hall at the same time as the believer in Huaji. He didn't care much, because Death was the believer in Huaji that always valued the most.

But what's going on now? Why don't I sit down without the face?

After being scolded for no reason, the original faint smile on Yang Jun's face gradually disappeared.
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