Chapter 1502: 1502: Nie Liang attacked Yang Tao, the sword pointed to the world (forty-one)

Chapter 1502 Chapter 1502: Fa Nieliang Attacks Yang Tao, Sword Refers To The World (forty-one)
Wei Wei sneered, "If the Beichen royal family was so favored by heaven, how could it be a dead place?"
When Beichen was destroyed, more than a dozen emperor's tombs were dug and smashed by angry people. The bones in the coffin were also dragged out of the whip, and various funerary items were snatched and cleaned. The descendants of the Beichen royal family, except Huang Song, escaped, but everyone else did not end well. Is this "god's favor"? The words of the gods and ghosts are nothing more than those made by stupid people to frighten themselves.
Wei Zheng persuaded himself in this way, and he tried to persuade others with these words. Nie Liang was silent for a long time after hearing this.
He smiled sarcastically and said indifferently, "No matter what kind of black magic Liu Yan used to perform such a show, her purpose has been achieved."
Nie Jun almost lost his sense of war. The soldiers only knew that they turned around and ran away.
This resulted in few enemy deaths and injuries, and they lost 40,000. Forty thousand casualties, almost no decent resistance, like a lamb holding his head to be slaughtered, the enemy only needs to repeat the action of waving a knife. With this in mind, Nie Liangben's complexion became even more deadly.
"The newspaper--"
At this moment, the voice of the commander broke the silence in the account.
Wei Xuan did not dare to let Nie Liang read the battle report directly, lest it be bad news, and he would be angry with Nie Liang.
"Look, just tell me."
Nie Liang understood his eyes and a weak smile appeared on the corners of his lips. It was not so much to trust Wei Wei as to appease him.
Because of this run-down body, Wei Wei is already a bird of shock.
Wei Wei took a secret report to take a closer look, and everyone secretly looked at his face with Yu Guang, to guess whether it was good news or bad news.
When they saw Wei Yan's frowns and knuckles turning white due to exertion, they knew that the bad food was absolutely bad news.
Nie Liang sighed and reached out to signal to Wei Wei to report to him.
Whether he's good news or bad news, he always has to know.
"The protagonist—" Wei Zheng's head resisted for a while, and Yue Yue behaved, "This news--"
He kept talking and Nie Liang didn't force it, and said, "You don't show it to me. Then, if you repeat it, is there any worse news?"
Wei Zheng took a deep breath and his eyes were reddish.
"The general Liu Fu sent his account to defeat Yang Tao. Some time later, someone claimed to be a mountain ghost and offered him shipbuilding magic."
They were already under great pressure, and the whole army was trembling with fear. They did not dare to fight against the Son of Heaven who was decided by God. Now they have come out with a "mountain ghost granting shipbuilding gods", which is even worse for Nie Liang and others But-this is not over.
Nie Liang's hand on the mat was clenched tightly, struggling to suppress the sharp pain of the chest rising, and his forehead was blue.
He paused for a while, and everyone noticed that his eyes were wide and his eyes seemed to be out of the frame, which was extremely scary.
"What else? More than that? Is there anything else, directly? I can't be furious with her!"
Nie Liangduo knows this close friend.
If only such bad news, how could he have red eyes.
"The protagonist ..." Wei's lips flapped for a moment, as if hesitant to say it, and finally said it, he almost choked, "The secret report said ... the man of God fell into a dream, informed Liu Ye ... Life is not enough to count, not to worry about ... "
The number of people's lives is one year for twelve years and one day for one hundred days.
Nie Liang's eyes widened, as if a stranded suffocated goldfish, her chest swelled and vomited a black blood.
The crowd was so scared that they did not dare to squeak. Wei Xie and Nie Qing rushed forward to help each other. Unexpectedly, both of them were thrown away by Nie Liang.
Nie Liang's strength is as if he is not a seriously ill person, but many people are worried that this is a reflection of the retrospective.
Aside from the two, Nie Liang laughed loudly, raised his finger to the top of the account, and hoarsely cursed, "What the is dead, if fate is determined, then my life will be taken away! , Even if it's Liu Yan! What about her! "
Nie Liang stood up tremblingly, and there was a madness between the eyebrows.
Wei Zheng looked at his friend like this, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't help himself.
He still remembers the scene of meeting his best friend for the first time. He is unparalleled, elegant and elegant, wearing a black shirt, a thin coat, a lacquered sarong crown, and a slightly thin lip with an amiable Smiling, faint and alienated ... standard scholar children.
now--
How did it become this description of the withering, crazy look?
Thinking for a while, he heard Nie Qing yelling in his ear, cuckoo like cuckoo, and he heard his heart tighten.
Raising his head, Wei Yan saw Nie Qing rushing forward, raised his hand to catch Nie Liang who was leaning backwards and looking dead.
Wei Yan opened his eyes momentarily, and the noisy sounds around him gradually drifted away in his ear. The sound of "principal" seemed to be a fuzzy voice from another world ... Crying blood on the ground ...
what's going on?
how come?
Wei Yi's knees softened and collapsed to the ground.
Overnight, the scouts sent by Jiang Yanji found that Nie Ying was hanging up and down, and everyone wept, and quickly returned the news.
Jiang Yanji is having breakfast. Today's breakfast is meat buns mixed with meat foam. There are fifteen whole. One bun is the size of a strong man's fist. Ordinary men are almost full after eating three. Jiang Yanji eats fifteen and drinks three large bowls of seaweed soup with shrimp skin.
He slaps indecently, Jiang Yanji pats his flat stomach, picks up the pat and wipes his mouth.
"Say, what's the news?"
Jiang Yanji hates military affair before and after meals. The good news is just fine, the bad news will destroy her appetite.
The soldier said, "At three o'clock last night, Nie Liang died of illness. Nie Ying was crying up and down.
Jiang Yanji stopped at the news.
"No-Nie Guangshan is so fragile? This brother should be able to get enough speed and rush to kill the youth ..."
The pan was frying in the live broadcast room, and Jiang Yanji quickly pushed the food case aside and hurriedly convened to discuss it.
The big guys looked at each other. Although they were looking forward to Nie Liangling's bento all day and all night, the real collar bento always felt like dreaming.
This man died this way?
Feng Yi and Sun Lan, who were sitting in the corner, whispered in secret-they would die, but they would be furious.
This is all right, the image of his own son-in-law must report is completely celebrity history.
When thinking of the main words and deeds recorded a while ago, Feng Yi always felt that his main guild would be hacked by future generations.
Wei Ci asked, "Nie Ying really hangs up Bai Bai, the whole army?"
Jiang Yanji said, "Zixiao said that, do you suspect fraud?"
Wei Ci wasn't sure. Nie Liang was very treacherous, but his body really couldn't resist the successive blows.
Therefore, Wei Ci said, "It's not doubt, but Nie Liang died, and we always send someone to condolence."
Jiang Yanji: "..."
Zixiao, are you serious?
Will be killed!
Nie Liang: You try one!
_ (: з 」∠) _ There are two more changes. The third change is released before the early morning, and the fourth change is released before two.
(End of this chapter)