I’m a tourist, you say I’m a god!

The Prince of Wood exploded: “These people, also dare to be behind the back to mock the palace! Wait for the palace to finish the situation, definitely want the great army to destroy you! Full kill, one doesn’t leave either!”

The assassin did not need to be relied upon, nor did he want to send people to die, The Prince could only recover the prize, continue to prepare for the military.

Regardless, because the aristocracy ran more than half, a lot of officials were in need, leading to the transport nation all became a problem, The Prince of Ten Parts had a headache, it was impossible not to promote some minor nobles, minor officials and some somewhat famous folk people, supplements lack taste.

But as the newly inaugurated official, the head of all things, a lot of things can be done.

Harming The Prince couldn’t help but go crazy, a Commander who educated them how to work.

One day down, The Prince was unbearably tired, wanting to commit suicide!

The Princes all felt confused, let alone the others?

Dala court officials, looking at Da Luo more and more turbulently, more and more defeated, more and more discovered a small victory, saved will only perish on its own, then they all sneak away.

There were also a lot of soldiers, knowing that they were about to face Lin Beichen, who knew how to fight the Great Demon King, knew that they were not enemies, they were all deserters and fugitives.

Just added one lacking taste, another position wanting to lack people!

Just added a detachment, on the other hand a detachment of soldiers disbanded!

Running away from more and more people, every day there is a shortage of people, The Prince is not at the inner blood, but also at the blood on the road.

In the end, The Prince was angry: “Who is running? Give it all the kill!”

Since then, it’s finally stopped some people.

But, Dala is still the same.

The infrastructure is oppressive because it is suppressed, the upper level is because it is afraid that the desire to throw away the country and run.

But at The Prince’s Palace, Lin Beichen a group of people, took a large boat leisurely to Huazhou, in Huazhou, he led the under, traveled to the water, good is not happy.

Here the distance of Dala has 500 inside, excess of chrysanthemums.

Making chrysanthemums bloom at the top of the mountain, the needles are flickering, colorful, indescribably beautiful.

Lin Beichen confided, also followed brightly.

At this time, Hua Zhou asked a question: “General, you are on this trip because of the Dala expedition, why is it free, not in a hurry to go?”

Lin Beichen was not bad, and said with a smile: “Because, Dala is already the essence of the meat tray! It can be cooked, it can be baked, it can be burned, so I want to slowly cook, make the most beautiful, and come into my mouth!”

“So it is!” Hua Zhou nodded.

“Just like this flower . . .” Lin Beichen took down a daisy and said with a smile: “I hope when I come, it will be a hundred flowers blooming! After I go, a hundred spirit flowers, follow the wind! The life of beauty, the spirit of beauty, are all in the eye!”

Speaking, one hand cracked in the daisy’s hand, shouting: “Great poetry, take the pen!”

Taking the pen, Lin Beichen on the paper waved the ink.

Writing later, the giant immediately surrounded him, whispering:

“Wait until the 8th of September, my flowers bloom overwhelming all the flowers!”

“Luo Cheng’s fragrant heavenly battle, full of golden armor!”

In which Luocheng, is also the capital Dala.

This poem spread out of the air and murder, which was absorbed by the scene, and applauded: “Poetry or poetry or a!”

This poem, without knowing what way to go, quickly passed on to Dala!

This poetry on the air also transmitted, scaring people to the cold heart!

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“Grand Master Lin Beichen in Huazhou made a verse: Wait until the 8th of September, my flowers bloom to overwhelm all the flowers . . . This is to kill us Dala, so powerful! What a murderous hegemony!”

“Huazhou is far from us, there are more than 500 inside! It meant that it didn’t take a few days, The Great Martial wanted to bring the killing army! He’s like a god, he’s invincible, can we take it?”

“Carry the fart, basically fight back, quickly hide!”

. . .

Dala the soldiers rioted in a group.

That Great Martial guarded the soldiers, knowing that General Lin Beichen was coming, the great qi.

“Generals, generals are coming, the public is right now! Let us change the armor, the battle cards, get ready! As long as the general has just arrived, kill at Dala, kill all the people who do not conform to the human rule!”

“Kill! Kill! Kill!” shouted the Great Soldier, forgetting to shout.

In return for armour, proceed to the battle, and that’s all right!

Billowing murderous qi, launched into the sky!

On the other side Da luo the soldiers were stunned!

The Great Martial was like that, it was still the first time to see it!

This one was expensive, the killing qi was sky-high, and he was terrified of three parts!

It always feels like hitting doesn’t win!

Then run away from people as much!

The Prince of Heaven was covered in blood, and said with anger: “Just a poem, bring you to panic into this form, necessary or not? Other people don’t come, what are you afraid of? I don’t want to fight myself, they all let me go back to the unit, whoever hides and kills whom!”

On the other side, Lin Beichen went to crimson, where Dala was more than 400 inside.

Being treated by the natives, there were two people performing Sword Vu, who were in harmony, especially unique.

Lin Beichen wrote a verse again.

“Kill all Luo Cheng hundred thousand soldiers, the side of the blood sword is still fishy!”

“Golden sand in armor, no Da luo won’t pay in the end!”

. . .

The killing gas once again reached more than 400 people outside of The United States.

The soldiers were once again stunned.

“It’s a poem again!”

“It’s so strong, after hearing it, I feel my whole body tremble, I can’t help it!”

“Then do two songs to kill the poet, how can this general be so big for us?”

“Run quickly, it’ll be late to be killed by him!”

. . .

The grand martial artist gathered a poetic killing song, and the ten-part aura soared.

On one side, the man in the golden armor of the army, who had just followed shouted.

“Kill all Luo Cheng hundred thousand soldiers, the side of the blood sword is still fishy!”

“Golden sand in armor, no Da luo won’t pay in the end!”

. . .

Terrifying, once again launched into the sky!

The more the soldiers ran!

The Ten-Part Prince was angry, shouting: “Isn’t it a poem? What can a poem be afraid of? All of them let the palace return, whoever didn’t come back, all the heads fell to the ground!”

At this time, Lin Beichen passed through a day and a night of time, going to the bottom of a place.

Here the distance of Dala is just over 300 miles.

Lin Beichen’s excitement soared, and he made a poetic killing song!

Male children at murder, murder without care!

Eternity, all at the murder within!

. . .

This poem carries with it a sense of intent, once again transmitted to Dala.

Da Luo was stunned again.

“It’s a poetic murder song again!”

“This is all 3rd!”

“One day, how strong is this!”

“The more you watch, the more you are afraid, hide!”

. . .

The great martial artist of the group of soldiers was excited, the battle spirit was high, and the poetry was read on one side!

The condensed gas, stormed the horizon, shocked Dala!

After that, Dala soldiers began to flee again.

The Prince was once again covered in blood, shouting: “Run what? What can a poetry breaker be afraid of? You cowards the rats, all for the return of the bow! Come back!”

After all, it’s still a no-brainer.

Duan Mo was so angry that his face turned black, and he looked at Dai Wu, and said with hatred: “Disturbing poetry, disturbing the heart, the more shameless! I don’t believe it, you can even make the 4th song!”

As a result, on the second day, 200 miles away from Da Luo, Lin Beichen once again wrote a verse.

Launch the world five thousand years, where heroes do not kill?

We are passionate about men, can modern people lose to ancient people?

. . .

It’s a heavenly song again!

The great martial artist heard it, once again the great aura, the enthusiasm soared, sharpened the sword, and pointed Da Luo in the direction.

As long as the general came, they killed Dala, the public ant!

Da Luo soldiers are scared, run away as much!

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Constantly the Four Masters killed the poet, the heart was too strong, so that they could not resist!

Gong Mo was so angry that the five organs all burned, and cursed loudly: “Lin Beichen, you are a thief! Don’t you write poetry that can die? Have real bravery, don’t kid this little cat!”

Next to the sweaty official: “Your Highness, there are continuously Four Masters, the opponent is considered to be talented, it is also out of time! We don’t need to pay attention again, full force!”

“You’re right! Combat is a true force, not a painting!” The Prince nodded.

But, just thinking about the situation with Da Luo, there was a headache.

One day, Lin Beichen sailed to the bottom of a place, the distance of Da luo was only 100 inside.

Lin Beichen once again couldn’t control himself, writing a poem.

Killing one is for sin, one is for heroism!

Up to 900 lakhs, which is the hero inside the hero!

. . .

This one of the heaven-shattering killing songs once again came, once again exalting the great martial artist, threatening to repel Dala soldiers.

This time, even The Prince was a little afraid!

Because this poem, the strongest intent, the heaviest heart!

It’s 900 lakhs, the other one is to bring the Dala guys all over the place, too cruel!

At this time, Lin Beichen was only a hundred miles away from Da luo, two or three days of time could be chased, then he could initiate a war, the situation of fire slashed his eyebrows, but the Prince of Wood looked at himself prepared, turned to no confidence.

Dala nobles, court officials have run away 3 -4, Da Luo can only try to maintain transportation.

The most terrifying is the army, the Dala family used to have 50 lakh great troops, but now they have run away more than 300 thousand, only 20 lakh efforts remain, it is impossible not to follow the folk to catch 30 lakh strong nails, add in.

But as these men are all rookies, the listed company will not stand, how to fight?

“This battle . . . Can we win?” The Prince was a little afraid.

It must be known, they are currently facing the enemy, but it is Lin Beichen!

The opponent is not only the Great Martial General, but also a soldier like the god general, bringing troops to fight smoothly, never losing!

These things are temporarily withdrawn to the crab generals, what can be done?

The Real Prince had no faith, and he couldn’t believe his thoughts: “No, am I hiding?

“Give up General A mo in front of the great army in front of the goalkeeper, don’t let The Great Martial Army come!”

“That one Your Highness . . .”

Duan Mo cleared his throat: “You see, there is a tangled jute here! The outside must first be inside, so the palace must be located behind, coordinate the supplies, give them full support!”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

Two more days, Lin Beichen was waiting below, and finally went to the border guard — — Zhennanguan!

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Super good story

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