Chapter 672: Put (1)

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When the monsoon smoked the two people without paying attention, they reached out and took a thin, paper-like little paper man who had fallen on the ground and took the dust and smiled and collected it.
If the calamus is in it, it will be noticed that the small paper people who collected the monsoon smoke are the ones that she threw out when they were in the rocky forest.
And the calamus did not know that the small paper people thrown out by the monsoon smoke, as early as the group of demons appeared, quietly stuck to the huge body of the Yaozu, after returning to the underground with the Yaozu, All this was conveyed to the monsoon smoke.
This is where a monsoon smoker brought them to Fujian today. It was a small paper man who fell in the process of the Yaozu’s movement, and the other...the early followers of the demon’s large army, the unconscious Sneaked into the nest of the Yaozu.
Otherwise, how can the mind of the monsoon smoke stop halfway, so that the calamus has staged a threatening drama with no beginning and no end?
Fighting Fei and Yang Lan had been watching in the passage for a long time. The passage was endless and seemed to be invisible. The two of them walked through the fire for a long time and folded back.
When he came back, the face of Zhan Fei had become black.
Even if you don’t want to admit it, you must recognize it.
"It's no wonder that the demon lords of the rot plains have gone out of their ghosts. After attacking the village, so many troops rushed and could not find them. The original group of people was hidden underground." Yang Lan sneered, then looked at it. The ugly expression of the war, the heart is not ridiculous.
"The passage here is too big. We venture into it and I am afraid that I will encounter the Yaozu in the middle of the road. If I am going to fight with the Yaozu here, I am not prepared for it. I am afraid that I will suffer a big loss." Yang said.
The monsoon smoke nodded, and then looked at the warfare: "Is the Warrior satisfied with this answer?"
Zhan Fei bit his teeth, only felt a hot face, hardened the scalp, strong and calm: "Although you found the channel of the Yaozu, but the nest of the Yaozu..."
"If the warring adults are willing, I can take you with you now, just..." The monsoon smoked a little smile. "The number of demons there is not something that more than 10,000 people can deal with, or to say that the warlord Want to go ahead and see?"
The words of the monsoon smoke completely blocked the mouth of the war.
Even if Feifei is so arrogant, he will not dare to take the monsoon smoke.
Going alone to the demon's lair... What is the difference between this and the self-seeking dead end.
"No, since the season general has mastered the movements of the Yaozu, then...we still have to make a long-term plan, and then prepare well, and then attack the Yaozu." At this moment, the war can only be considered, he can not dare Go to the demon's lair and take a look.
The monsoon smoked like a smile and a sneak peek at the war, and the face of Warfa was even more ugly.
This will not only use the military order to trap the monsoon smoke, but instead it is countered by the monsoon smoke. A nest is in front of it. The warfare does not dare to respond to any proposal of the monsoon smoke. It can only be rigidly rejected with a forced excuse.
This is tantamount to losing face in front of the monsoon smoke, but the battle of Fiji can only be swallowed.
In a short while, the monsoon smoke they came out of the passage. Since they can't move on, they can only go back to camp.
On the way back to the camp, the eyes of the calamus did not leave from the monsoon smoke. He couldn’t figure out how the monsoon smoke would know that there would be passage in the underground.