Chapter 662: Hard and hard

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Chapter 662 is hard and hard
Yun Wu will lift Zhou Feiyu and let him lean on himself. His eyes are complicated and sighed. He sighs: "Retreat."
Under the wall, the blood flowed into the river, soaking the land and dyeing half the sky.
I saw that those armored scorpions, madness, addicted to the arrogance, numbness of a knife and a knife.
All over the body, screaming and screaming, why?
Just for a bet?
"Retiring troops is simple, you go with me." Zhou Feiyu gave her a look, and the look that she looked forward to was self-evident.
This glamorous, immortal face.
For the first time, he could see clearly, the untouchable feeling that made him feel a trembling in his heart.
"You should know that if you don't withdraw now, there is not much chance of winning. It's better to take a step back." Yun Dance gave him a cold look, and the light was dark. She hoped that he could understand what she meant.
"If you don't follow me, then both lose and hurt. Zhou Wangchao can't stop, I come."
Zhou Feiyu did not blink in the blink of an eye. She knew about the World of Warcraft. She should be able to understand what Long Xuguo was facing if he came.
He had a layer of enamel on his fundus, and he seemed to want to see a trace of concern for him in her eyes, even if there was only one trace, but...
In addition to her indifference in her eyes, there is nothing else.
Yunwu helped him to stand up, and the breath around him suddenly condensed, and the light was dull and sharp, and he turned and decided to leave.
"No matter what, I owe you today, no matter whether it is the Zhou Dynasty or the Long Xuguo, this person will have two feelings today."
"You mean, Long Xuguo is defeated, will you follow me?" Zhou Feiyu shines brightly.
Cloud dance back and smile, cold and cold: "Don't say that there is no possibility, even if there is a body, do you want it?"
She raised her eyebrows and asked, and then said, "You want me to give it, even if you die, the crown is also the dragon."
She decided to leave, the tattered purple clothes swaying in the wind, tearing and flying, happened to fall on Zhou Feiyu's body, the clothes on her clothes were stained with her blood, such as blood plum blossoms, cold and arrogant and unyielding.
Just as the cloud dance walked to the side of the dragon, the epee screamed and reverberated, reflected in the strange and unpredictable coldness of the ink-night ice, nailing his body and constantly resounding.
The strange night ice has suddenly died so much, but it feels a bit too sudden...
"Is it okay?" Yunwu glanced at the ink on the ground, and he slammed the cold and looked up at the dragon.
The dragon fell in love and immediately picked up the bloodthirsty cold eyes, and looked at the grievances on her shoulders. "There was a serious injury for the husband."
He raised his still bleeding finger and shook it in front of the cloud dance.
God knows that the finger is so ridiculous that he can squeeze a few drops of blood by himself.
But the cloud dance picked up his fingers and helped him blow, indifferent: "Is it better?"
The dragon slandered and rogue nodded, "Blowing."
When the cloud dance foreheads, the black line emerges. If it is not for knowing that his ribs are broken, she must put him on the ground and repair it.
"Would you like to let the two armies squat?" The cloud dance looked at the blood under the wall, and frowned.
The dragon swayed the evil spirits, and the corner of his mouth passed a mysterious smile. "He doesn't care about the result of confrontation. I don't care about the result of confrontation. Some people care about it. If you don't guess wrong, you should have already come."
If it is not, it will fall in the words of the dragon.
Zhou Batian took the team with blood and came after him. Behind it was the imposing Zhou Dynasty military. It seemed that the nest was out.
"He intends to be so hard and hard?" The cloud dance frowned slightly, and the purple scorpion passed a trace of doubt.
Zhou Batian is not such a person who is not so measured, how...
"Hard hard, don't touch hard, but also look at how to say." Long dumped evil towards her evil charm, it seems that everything is in his expectation.
The current situation, Long Xuguo is definitely not dominant.
What reason does he have to persuade Zhou Batian to put such a chance to do both?
The best start of the dragon Xu Guo and the summoner who is the enemy of him, how can he easily give up?
Cloud Dance fainted a mysterious dragon's sorrowful evil, and the feelings in my heart met.
It is said that the mysterious man is the most attractive, why don’t she feel this way?
It’s not very much, give this mysterious narcissistic arrogant guy a chestnut!
The two armies confront each other!
Zhou Feiyu saw Zhou Ba Tian all the way, and waved his hand, and immediately ordered the battle to stop temporarily.
Zhou Batian glanced at Yunxiao and Yun Lengyi, his eyes sullen and passed, and his eyes were moved to the dragon on the wall.
"Well, I also count on my father and son. Why do you want to kill them so much?" The dragon swayed his mouth and swayed a smile. Although he said it was very embarrassing, his look was not a bit embarrassing.
"What do I want you to know is very clear, give it to me, let's raise the father and son together to sit in the world." Zhou Batian's hoarse and angry voice passed out.
The blood of the dragon slammed the evil eye, "My answer is not to give, do you not withdraw the troops? Then don't withdraw, you will fold the face of the Zhou Dynasty."
Yun Wu heard a glimpse of Liu Mei, a guy who didn’t know how to lift, and he couldn’t give up the steps, a black-hearted guy, these two...
"Tata..." Rumble, a burst of footsteps, and the ground slammed.
Not a while!
Situ Wu with a few tens of thousands of troops, the momentum is extremely large, the rear of the Zhou Batian army.
All the way to gallop, the chic and clear figure is a bit wolf, but can not hide the light that can not be ignored.
When Zhou Batian saw the Situ, the pupil suddenly shrank.
"Do you come to this water?" He was quiet and angry.
"You have said that it is drowning, is it good to fish in troubled waters?" Situ did not think that he should raise his eyebrows. It seems that he is more right.
Zhou Batian heard the words, his face changed, and he was purple for a while, extremely gloomy.
In the face of the attack between Long Xuguo and Anguo, if he still does not withdraw his troops, then he does not have to wait for the prediction of Nangong Water to come true. Zhou Wangchao is afraid that it will face the destruction today.
But just after the dragon’s evil spirits said that, if the troops were withdrawn, Zhou’s face was swept away.
This is a step in the fight against dignity.
The 100,000-strong army of the Zhou Dynasty dying and infesting, the remaining soldiers, after seeing the army supported by the Angolan kingdom, were exposed to exhaustion.
This continues to fight, only to add unnecessary death...
"How did he come?" Yunwu glanced at the dragon and turned his eyes on Situ.
Shouldn't he have already returned to the Kingdom of Angola? How can I rush to Long Xuguo with a big army overnight?
"Isn't it all the time?" The dragon pours evil at her evil charm, and the smile on her lips is particularly glamorous.