Chapter 155: Daqin VS Mongolia

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"This hero, I don't know where this is?" Yan Chixia strolled around and found the strange creatures in Wanjie Mall, I don't know geometry.
And these strange creatures are not at all fascinating, as if they were born to be like that, natural and intelligent.
This is totally different from Yan Chixia's cognition.
"In the Xiayi not group, the Wulin Gate sent the head of the Huashan School." Yue Buqun looked good and covered his fist.
"In the next Yan Chixia, is a Taoist who catches ghosts and demon." Yan Chixia thought back without thinking.
Yue Buqun heard the words, and the pupils were miniature. I couldn’t think of anyone, but I met a Taoist.
Regardless of the Taoist law, in the Wanjie Building, the Taoist priest is a very scarce occupation. This is a person worthy of 'deep friendship'.
"This Wanjie Building is a shop opened by Supreme Masters, and it has a variety of items, including martial arts cheats, technology-enhanced liquid medicine, and Taoist priests like Yan Brother." Do not explain in detail
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"I am afraid that Yan Brother has not entered the Wanjie Building yet, so I don't know much about Wanjie Mall. Why don't I accompany you to see how?"
Yan Chixia looked at the good atmosphere of Yue Buqun, suddenly a good feeling, this person is worth paying.
"Thank you for your brother." Yan Chixia thanked.
With the performance talent of Yue Buqun’s emperor, he soon talked with Yan Chixia. I don’t know if they are friends who have not seen for many years.
"These are the heads of the Eight-Power Allied Forces. They have a place in the Wanjie Building. They are objects that cannot be easily provoked." Yue Buqun pointed out that the eight eyes in the crowd are all pale gold and wear different colors. They are surrounded and talk loudly.
There is a gas field between them, and few people dare to approach.
"The three are the top players who are first and foremost, and the two of them are savvy and talented. They are all people who are obsessed with swords, and the three are good friends." Yue Buqun thinks of the fierce wind, and some are speechless. .
The incomprehensible uncle in his eyes was shackled by one of the young people.
"That is the iron bile Zhu ignores, won the trust of the owner, and the faint is the first master of the martial arts in Wanjielou." Yue Buqun pointed to a purple robes, a serious face, a body exudes a Domineering man.
They use swords in battles or battles. They are better at a point in the air. This cargo grabs a huge stone and volleys to each other.
"Who can bear this, I am afraid that only the sweeping mantle can fight him." Yue Buqun is somewhat uncertain.
"The boy is the undisputed first master of Wanjielou." Yue Buqun looked at Wang Xiaoer, who was 17 or 18 years old. He looked bitter and hard. How is the gap between people and people so big?
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Some of the strengths and characters who used some fame in Wanjielou, Yue Buqun, and Yan Chixia introduced it again.
"Who is that?" Yan Chixia pointed to the middle-aged man who was not far away, with a mighty crowd, surrounded by swarms and swaggers, like a big cock, shaking around.
"He, Mongolian Khan Mengge, under the arm of hundreds of thousands of iron horses, in charge of Mongolia, is currently one of the strongest empire of Wanjielou." Yue Buqun said that he does not have a good impression on this alien emperor.
"The last time the world was attacked, there were more than 20 countries, and more than 50 sects planned to besiege Mongolia. As a result, Mongolia withdrew from the occupied Song Dynasty, and the royal family of the Song Dynasty began to kill the heroes of the resistance. In the Song War, there was no effort to pursue Mongolia.
Yue Buqun was somewhat unwilling, and the Huashan School also signed up for the siege.
The gleaming merits of Jin Jin are so unsuccessful that it is difficult to enter other worlds now.
On the side of Yan Chixia was shocked and stunned, more than 30 countries, more than 50 sects besieged, this is more annoying, in order to attract so much hatred.
"Let's go." Two burly men in front of Mongolian Khan Mengge wearing armor, pushed a young man in front wearing a black brocade, face like jade, sword eyebrows, curious face.
"I didn't see the Mongolian sweat here, and I quickly got out." A burly big man, watching the young people dressed up, would not be angry.
Mongolian iron rides hard to fight for many years of fertile land, because these hateful Han Chinese, one is not an opponent, even launched the shameless means of attacking the world
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The Mongolian army was too hard to clean up, and all the way to run, cattle and sheep, I do not know how much lost on the road.
Although Wanjielou has controlled the exchanges between the worlds, the agreement of the year still exists, like the sword hanging on the head of the Mongols. I don’t know what suits it will fall, which makes them feel scared every day.
Even in the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, the war continued, they did not dare to easily intervene, for fear of causing everyone to besiege.
"What do you say?" The young man stabilized his body, turned around, staring at the burly man with a cold gaze, and a thick killing machine filled his heart.
No one has dared to be so rude to him since he was enthroned.
"You Han people can't find death." The burly big man was scared to retreat in the eyes of young people, but when he thought that he had the whole Mongolian support behind him, some of them were guilty.
"Is this what you mean?" The young man glanced at the burly man coldly, and then turned his eyes to the Mongolian sweating Mengge.
"I am rude, but I am not a small ant, you can blame it, and quickly go away." Mongolian Khan despised, Mongolia is the world's first strong country, he is in charge of the Mongolian iron ride, who dares to take a nap he?
"Except for the hateful old monk, when I see him next time, I must hide far away, so that he can't find it." Mongolian sweating Meng Ge thought of being knocked down by the sweeping ground several times, in his heart Road.
"Hey is also the emperor, can dare to fight with the country?" Young people domineering, "the bet is 100,000 value points, no matter who wins, bet 90% to Wanjielou."
"Good! Good! Good!······" Mongolian sweating Meng Ge repeatedly excited, this is to give him a value point, but also by the way to shoot the shopkeeper's flattering, is a good bet.
"Yes." The movement here naturally caught the attention of Zhou Yang and nodded in agreement.
White to send value points, how can he refuse?
"Name: Zheng Zheng.
Identity: Qin Shiming Moon World, Qin Guo Shi Huang.

"How many troops are there on each side?" Young people facelessly~EbookFREE.me~ You decide.

Mongolian Khan Mongolia does not care, he really can't remember the history, which country is the opponent of the iron riding in Mongolia during the peak period.
"Fifty thousand troops, after the auction, you and I will fight in the arrangement of Wanjielou." Qin Shihuang’s eyes were sharp, and it seemed that there was a cold light, murderous, and this battle, he wanted to fight the other side. The army was not covered.
"Well, since you think about your country's destruction, I will naturally not be soft." Mongolian sweating Meng Ge, his face stunned, his eyes flashing red-red eyes, his body and the murderousness of Qin Shihuang's ruling, distant.
"Remember, you are the Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, and you are in charge of the government." Qin Shihuang, Zheng Zhenglong, walked into the Wanjie Building under the eyes of everyone.
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