Vol 8 Chapter 1048: Unspeed person

The winds and sands of the desert swept across the country for ten years.
The Eagles are in exile, and the "eagle flag rebels" wearing tattered windshield are carrying out labor reform work here. Some people are operating oil wells. Some people are cutting down those trees that have already died, and then planting them can grow in saline soil. Shaliu, some people are also oily. It seems that they have just caught the parts that have fallen into the oil well. Everyone is dead and lifeless.
"Go to fuck!" When the eyes were blinded by the sand for the sixth time, a middle-aged eagle-flag soldier lost his and yelled, "This weather, how do we work? Eyes All his mother can't open!"
The undead soldiers here guarded the guns with mercy in the past, looking at him through the goggles, and said cruelly: "Do not do it, die, just save the ration."
The eagle-flagged soldiers snorted and did not confront each other. Instead, they picked up their hoes and continued to lick the roots of the dead trees. They scornfully said, "I tell you, if you put the gun down, and single-handedly with me, I can play. I don't know your mom."
The undead soldiers walked over and slammed the eagle-flagged soldiers directly on the side of the squad, and they flew two large teeth. Then they used a gun to slap his temples. They said mercifully: "Try me again, I have the right. Execution of you, the general will not ask even if you ask, because no one cares about your life and death."
The eagle-flagged soldier’s mouth was bleeding, his face was very cold, his nose was wrinkled, but in the end he did not say anything. He took the and continued to work. Obviously, he had seen many precedents.
Seeing that the other side is honest, the undead soldiers also took the gun back and said in a cold voice: "You should learn your sir, just be a dead man."
The eagle-flag soldier looked subconsciously not far away. A crippled figure was working hard. Her knees were broken and her knees were broken. She was fixed with a simple walker. One hand was also a waste, unable to hang on her body. Before, there was a huge penetrating wound on the left and right faces. I could still see the tongue because it was cut through the wound. I usually leaked out of the mouth, and she slammed it silently. The pair used to be The darkest and most beautiful eyes under the sun have already lost their past colors, like a robot.
The Eagle flag soldiers couldn't bear to look at it. They directly poked the to the ground, took a sleeve and raised his chin and said, "You let the bones go to rest, she is today... No, until the end of the year, I am all-inclusive.

The undead soldiers shrugged their shoulders and did not object. As long as the indicators were completed, he had no opinions and who worked the same.
Just as the wind and sand remained, there was a horn in the distance. The horn was extremely thick, and it hurt everyone's eardrum. It even penetrated the sky and echoed in the sky and passed directly into Chang'an City at the end of the horizon.
If there is no spiritual ability, there is no remote communication base station, and Changan and the exile area can only be contacted by a horn.
A horn represents the uninvited guest, vigilant.
The second horn represents the Eagles rebel and is preparing to suppress.
The three-horn horn represents the change of the exile, the guards are difficult to control, reminding Changan to ignite the bonfire and seal the city to prepare for war.
After a horn, there was no sound, only the sound of sand, and most of the people who looked up also returned to their original position, no longer pay attention to it. After all, the uninvited guests have nothing to do with them.
The guard of the exile was coming to the horn and asked in confusion: "What happened?"
An undead soldier took the person in charge to the back porch, indicating that the soldiers trapped in front of him had let go, and then pointed to the yellow-colored person on the ground and said, "From the west, there is a quarrel to see Luo."
Lancelot’s face was stained with a thick layer of yellow sand. He was already unconscious in the long journey, and his mouth kept saying:
Take me to see Luo worry... they are coming... Show me..."
The person in charge suddenly turned a fire: "Mom! Which part of the people are crazy to sell silly?! I am fed up!"
There was no such thing as happened before. There were hawks and rebels clamoring to see Luo’s worries and saying that there were important things. At the beginning, everyone was taken seriously, no one dared to neglect, and the first-level report went up. Luo worry also made time. In the end, there was no fart, and several responsible persons were severely punished for this farce.
The person in charge was just preparing to beat Lancelot, but he was stopped by his men. The men took him outside the door and pointed to the horse lying on the ground and said, "Look at this."
The person in charge carefully looked at it. The horse was already tired on the ground, and he was breathing hard. It looked like he was not far from death. The eyes were bigger than the brass bells, full of bloodshot eyes. The responsible person looked forward carefully. The horse's ears, pinching the horse's legs, said suspiciously: "This is not our desert horse, the ears are not sand-proof, and the meat on the legs is stronger, like the horse on the cross church."
When the person in charge walked back to the house and poured a pot of water on Lancelot, washing away the yellow sand that covered his face, he recognized the ethnic differences in the five senses. He questioned: "The people of the cross church What are we doing here?"
Lancelot was splashed with water, and his consciousness was awake. He was fascinated by the water on the ground. The person in charge quickly couldn’t stand it anymore. He poured a cup and Lancelot hurriedly took it. Drinking dry, drinking and screaming, shouting: "Luo worry... take me to see Luo worry!!! They are coming!!!"
The person in charge said inexplicably: "Who is coming?"
"Lies...all are lies..." Lancelot seemed to think of something terrible. He clung to the sleeve of the person in charge~EbookFREE.me~ shouted, "Church of the church Come!! There are also beasts! Semi-god!! They are going to kill you!!!"
"Ha...haha...hahahaha!!!" The person in charge first squatted for a while, and soon laughed and leaned back, pointing to Lancelot’s nose and said, "I thought it was normal. Man, the result is a madman!"
The subordinates also smiled and said with a sigh of relief: "The Red Blood Empire and your cross church are partners of the Eurasian Corridor. Last month, they also received the sponsorship of the Nero Pope to Changan, killing what to kill? Killing the wolf and killing ?"
"The Pope is dead!!! It was swallowed by Hoan Risen!" Lancelot’s body broke out of the final strength, grabbing the collar of the person in charge, and the blood in his eyes almost burst. "Take me to see Luo worry!! Do you want to die?! Ah?! Do you want to die or want to live??!!"
The person in charge is eager to give a slap in the face of this ignorant guy, but there is some uneasiness in the vagueness. If this guy is crazy, it is too crazy. The whole person is crazy, but it is not like the kind of irrational appearance.
The person in charge pondered for a moment, pointing to Lancelot's nose and warning: "I will report it first. If you dare to lick me, I will tie you to the sun and do the sun."