Xiaohu suddenly said this, which made the people in the world very puzzled. However, the heavy footsteps got closer and closer, and the night became a little cold...
Baiyun Mountain is the dividing mountain, the closest to Yanbei. This heavy step is obviously...
Xiaohu knew that the imperial power of Yanbei had all fallen into the hands of Yan Jinghong. If there were still six princes who could compete with him before, they were also eradicated in more than 20 days, and the throne of Yanbei was already in his hands.
In the hands of Yan Jinghong...
"Ha...that's it...!"
After hearing Xiaohu's words, Yan Jinghong chuckled, and his cold and blue face became even more gloomy. This damn boy in white is so abominable...
He looked like he understood the righteousness, and howled in front of everyone, saying that he had lost, but he could not refute the situation in front of him. Now he looked magnanimous, and even abandoned the bet he just mentioned casually.
Don't talk about it, just say this is the end of it. It's really smart.
The little fox saw Yan Jinghong's half-smiling and somewhat cold eyes at a glance, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Why, are you really willing to admit defeat and give me the Purple Blood Sword? But, you can use that thing
But, in my eyes, it’s just trash...!"
Xiaohu's words were full of disdain, and he looked extremely arrogant. Everyone looked at him in disbelief, and everyone who listened was stunned.
This little boy is really not an ordinary awesome guy. Everyone couldn't help but look at him with a hint of admiration. His wife is so amazing. She even defeated the owner of the Bloodthirsty Palace in a few moves, and she also had a lot of respect for the Purple Blood Sword.
Such disdain, that is a treasure on the list...
But Yan Jinghong is so angry that his stomach bleeds. If he hands over this sword, who would be willing to do that? If he doesn't hand it over, I don't know how vividly this matter will be spread throughout the world tomorrow...
We can't kill everyone here. This is unrealistic no matter how we look at it.
The heavy footsteps were getting closer and closer, causing the entire valley to shake. Now even these Jianghu people felt it, and the little fox narrowed his eyes...
Heavy footsteps sounded in the mountains and fields, crushing the silver moon everywhere. They were rapid, but not messy.
"Shua...!"
"Swish, swish, swish...!"
The wind is blowing and footsteps are approaching!
The silver armor reflects the cold light under the moonlit night. The neat and mighty army rushes from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The neat formation and well-trained rigor bring out a trace of bloodthirsty tension in this dark night.
stretch.
Hundreds of cold-faced armored soldiers quickly rehearsed into a formation, holding spears and kneeling on one knee, "I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
The loud sound of worship was particularly clear in the wilderness mixed with a few insect sounds. The cold moonlight reflected the stunned faces of everyone, the army...the army?
The Iron-armored Tiger Army directly obeyed the orders of the highest authority, and suddenly appeared in Baiyun Mountain, with the shocking title, "His Royal Highness...!"
When did this happen? Everyone was speculating at this time, but they were already sure that the Iron-clad Tiger Army was directly under Yan Jinghong, and his identity as the prince had been confirmed, and the power was already in his hands...
The little fox narrowed his eyes, and his guess was indeed correct...
At this time, in addition to the whistling wind on the top of Baiyun Mountain, there was only the heavy breathing of people. There were not many armored troops coming, but there were quite a few. They should be a detachment. The little fox secretly cursed, not knowing when the signal was sent...
The atmosphere was so weird that it was abnormal. People around Xiaohu had noticed it a long time ago and clenched the weapons in their hands. Feng Jinrui raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiaohu without any trace. It's not simple. This is the legendary one.
Tiger Armored Army...
The people in the Jianghu have kept a low profile, wishing that they could become invisible immediately. There is going to be a fight now, but an underground organization is fighting against a country. Damn it, what a stupid thing is this...
It's such a big deal today that we have to use the army. We don't want to dominate the world, so...
…
Yan Jinghong raised his hand, and those armored Dong soldiers stood neatly behind him, well-trained, with tense faces, ready to take action at any time...
"Damn it, Yan Jinghong, you brought all the people who set fire to your house, wash dishes, and sweep the streets. You're so capable...! This attitude is quite exciting!"
The little fox took a step forward, with a smile on his face, eyes slightly narrowed, but the corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm, his tone was quite disdainful, and the words he said made people even want to die...
"Pfft...haha...! Oh haha...!"
I’ve never seen Xiaohu bury someone like this, and I’ve never seen someone so unafraid of death. The faces of those people in the world are red and their breathing is heavy. They just don’t dare to laugh out loud. Are you kidding? You can’t offend the person opposite.
Why? Although what the young man in white said was funny...
He even called the magic soldiers of Yanbei Kingdom 'those who burn fires, wash dishes and sweep the streets!'
These people didn't dare to smile, but it didn't mean that the people behind Xiaohu didn't dare to smile. They just looked at Luo Li's two dimples twinkling in the moonlight. His smile was an exaggeration, and Yu Wuxie was even worse.
I just squatted on the ground holding my belly...
"Ouch...young master, haha...haha...!"
"Little master, you...haha...!"
"I can't stand it anymore, my stomach hurts so much...!"
Feng Jinrui, Ye Xi, and Xuan Lingjiu's expressions were relatively good, not as exaggerated as Luo Li and Yu Wuxie, and the people from the Ghost Sect all had twitching lips, ha... This is their master,
At a young age, he is arrogant and unruly, and with his abilities, he can't help but feel a sense of pride...
"Ah ha, Luo Li, don't tell me, the little thing has a keen eye. Look at the fat man in the front, isn't he just like the sweeper in the backyard of the 'Ghost Gate'...!" Yu Wuxie laughed wildly while looking at it.
He gestured with his fingers and chatted with Luo Li.
"Look at this, tsk tsk, it really looks like evil. Look at the thin guy on the right, he really looks like the old man who cleans the toilets in the ghost house...!"
Luo Li raised his eyebrows, smiled and clicked his tongue twice, his eyes narrowed, but his eyes flickered, and he pointed his finger at the man who cleaned the toilet in the legendary "Ghost Gate".
In the armored army, the thin young man who was touched by Luo Li's finger had a purple face with anger. In view of his usual rigorous training, he did not scream violently.
When did the Tiger Army receive such an insult? A good, strong young man is either a yard sweeper or a toilet cleaner...
Is it tolerable or intolerable...
Xiaohu raised his eyebrows and looked at the face opposite him that looked like a palette. He pursed his lips and coughed lightly. Luo Li and Yu Wuxie's laughter suddenly stopped, and they could only look at the shaking of their shoulders...
…
They were not the only ones making this sensation. As soon as the laughter stopped and he turned his head to look, everyone on Xiaohu's side was twitching uncontrollably, as if he was suffering from epilepsy...
"Don't go too far, otherwise they will slap you. They are the 'famous' Tiger Armored Army!"