Niu Fei Zai Xia

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On the border of Wu State, Du Gumo returned to Wudu on the way.

After losing the army for a long time, I finally breathed.

"Leopard is old, it seems that Jindu has fallen? But the snake is old?" Among the aiders, the head of the cattle is the old man. He is anxious, and he directly asks the familiar leopard.

As the name suggests, the old man is physically strong and burly, specializing in external exercises. It is only by the practice of the flesh that it reaches the point of the saints of the month, but it is the foremost powerhouse in the practice of the three saints.

"Jindu has lost. The snake is old... He was killed by the Xiao Ruoyao..." The leopard consciously faced the Three Holy Brothers.

When the cows listened, they couldn’t believe it. He immediately arranged for the person to re-invent the number.

These aiders, watching this defeated army, were also stunned. I can't think of a city that can be defended.

The total strength is only less than 7,000, and almost all injuries. There are no seriously injured people, because they are already dead on the road. The sacred snake of the month was killed and the body was not robbed. Although the girl of the hills will be safe and sound, the basal martial arts regiment has only 600 people.

Failed! Only a little stronger than Xuan Prince’s fiasco!

However, Du Gu Mo has the advantage of defending the city. How can he be defeated and defeated?

Above the high city, there are not three times the strength to attack.

The kind of city defense in Jindu, coupled with the danger of the martial arts team, is naturally desperate, and the solitary ink should be easy to defend the city. Even if the army of the Qi State aids the Jin State is a soldier, it is hard to find a soldier who is ten times as heavy as it is.

Under the questioning of the masters who dared to come and meet, the leopard was blind and old, and he also inexplicably did not know how to lose.

The question was anxious, and everyone only listened to his mouth and muttered, as if he was a little crazy.

In the vagueness, he seems to have been calling a woman's name: Xiao Ruoyao.

"Xiao Ruoyao? That is only fourteen-year-old 仗剑宗小丫头?" Niu Lao had heard of her.

Everyone listened to it, it was just a fool. Everything that couldn’t be defeated was all about a woman.

Then I asked the girl, but the girl would smother the whole person in the carriage, and she would not even reveal it.

As for the solitary ink. They are also not good to ask.

The cow is always the backbone of the Three Sacred sects. Knowing his true identity, he sighed in his heart: Poor young talent, I am afraid of this battle. It is no longer possible for the prince to go down in the daytime.

At the same time, they also admire the Xuanwu King in their hearts. Even looking for an estimate to go to the independence of the enemy, it is difficult to fight against the enemy Qi nationality, actually sent them to help in advance. It’s a pity that it’s a step late, otherwise the battle is likely to be rewritten.

Indeed, if the cows and the old people arrive in time, Wu Hao will not be defeated, but Jin will never be so easily taken down.

"Why are you defeated?" Du Gu ink sat on the horse, as if he had been guilty of konjac.

He is self-proclaimed and has both ambiguity and ambiguity. He dare not say that he is swallowing the world, but at least in the case of superiority, there should be such a fiasco.

Solitary ink is indeed not comprehensive enough in many places. But it can be regarded as the number of Yingxiong Yingjie. In the immediate time of the magic barrier, it took a long time to pick up the mind and begin to ponder a very important thing.

When I met Xuanwu Wang, what should I say...

After thinking for two days, he returned to Wudu.

Everyone’s head is like rain and rain. Half-heartedly went to see the king of Xuanwu.

Everyone knows that the Jinuo Raiders is the planning embedding thread of Xuanwu Wang for more than ten years. How much effort has been devoted to it, which can lead to the occupation of the Jindu in the early period, and the north-south attack of the strange attack troops.

The results of it? Only a few thousand defeated troops fled back, even on the strange attacking army, more than 50,000 Wu national elite soldiers buried in the bones. It also lost three third-order saints.

Even Xuanwu Wang directly ordered the commander to be alone in the street. No one is surprised.

Unexpectedly, Xuanwu Wang met them in a station outside Wudu.

Xuanwu Wang only let Du Gu Mo glimpse.

Du Gu ink hardened his scalp and walked slowly into the heavily guarded station.

Under the guidance of the Xuanwu King's escort, Du Gu Mou took it to a fish pond in the bureaucracy.

Xuanwu Wang is more than forty years old and is worthy of the wolf tiger. But at this moment, there is no armor, just a black robes.

He is facing away from the solitary ink and is throwing fish food into the pool.

"Small solitary ink, see you on the king." Solitary ink wants to kneel on the knees.

Because he still has not disclosed his princehood, he is even more guilty. When he met the Xuanwu King, he absolutely did not dare to call his child's name. Otherwise, there is a suspicion of begging for mercy, which is a touch of tigers.

"Don't worry, come over and feed the fish with me." Xuanwu Wang's voice was so rough and rough, like the sound of a strong man general.

"Small is not dare." Du Gu ink stopped his movements, but did not go forward.

"come."

"Small compliance."

Needless to say the third time, Du Gu ink came up.

Xuanwu Wang is taller than him, standing taller and smaller. He slammed the fish food to the solitary ink, a small piece of broken corn.

Du Gu ink took these fish foods and didn't know how to feed them...

Xuanwu Wang grabbed some fish food himself and put it into the fish pond.

There was a wave of water rolling in the pool, and more than a dozen red snappers were eating fish.

Du Gu Mo did not get the Xuanwu King to say it again, did not dare to eat. Especially with him, it seems that it seems to be similar to the identity and has a sense of offense.

Before the prince’s identity was revealed, Du Gu Mo took a good job. If he dares to reveal the identity of his own son, he is afraid that his head will not be guaranteed.

Xuanwu Wang no longer urged him, but he kept throwing fish food.

Suddenly, Xuanwu Wang asked: "Ink, you said, the fish know that we feed it, is it to cook for fat?"

"..." Du Gu Mo thought about a time of breathing, not marginally: "Everyone knows that he will die sooner or later. The problem is only how to live before he dies."

Xuanwu Wang did not speak any more, and he threw a bag of fish food hanging on the bar into the lake.

The water wave initially had the incitement caused by eating, and finally the pool surface slowly calmed down.

The fish is full, leaving only a few bits of corn on the water.

Xuanwu Wangjing turned and sat down in the gazebo on the pool, and slowly said: "In a scent, the fish in your hand will be eaten by the fish in the pool. Can't do it, or it's a bad one~www.NovelMTL.com ~ You are also going to die."

The solitary ink listened, and there was no tremor or trepidation. It was only a sacred martial art: "Small obedience."

The next moment, he carefully placed the fish food in his hand behind a pool of bluestone, and then jumped into the fish pond.

In the fish pond, he provoked all the mysterious strength and quickly caught eighteen squid.

Just caught, he pinched every fish.

Finally, he jumped back to the pool, stuffed the corn and fish food into the mouth of each dead squid, and went deep into the stomach.

The whole process is still no more than half musk.

After watching all his actions, Xuanwu Wang stood up and left.

However, Xuanwu Wang also left a sentence to the guards. This sentence is faint, but it has a profound influence on Du Gu.

"He is my son, he is awarded, and the world is announced."