Chapter 793: Cutting (2)

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The season brown has not recovered from the panic. The body of the emirate is lifted away from his own eyes. The season brown only feels chilly. His eyes suddenly skipped silently. White.
Ji Mubai's expression at this moment is very shocked. He is the son of the quarter emirate, and is also the most anticipated genius of the family. He has been pampered by the small and has been favored by people.
but……
As if from the day when the monsoon smoke returned to the quarter, everything changed.
Ji Mubai could not help but think of him and his love for the season to go to the quarter, to pick up the monsoon smoke back to the quarter.
And everything he has seems to have been completely distorted since that day.
"Mu Bai?" Season brown looked at the distorted face of Ji Mubai, and the subconscious opening called out.
Ji Mubai suddenly returned to his heart, but his eyes changed completely.
The season brown looked at the side face of the seasons, but the heart but no reason for the rise of an inexplicable chill.
This day, it seems that everything is different.
The monsoon smoke has made a big noise for the entire imperial capital, and you can see the rushing guards on each street quickly skipping.
However, they have been arrested for half a day, but they can't even touch the shadow of the monsoon smoke. With the strength of the monsoon smoke, even the many masters of the elders' homes are helpless. Where are the ordinary guards who can cope with it?
Monsoon smoke is like deliberately playing with them, occasionally revealing behind them, but disappearing in the blink of an eye. It is her fierce sculptures and beasts who beat the chasers.
The guardian looked at the situation more and more chaotic, and his face was ugly.
"The deceased have not yet shot?" He scolded and looked at the guards.
The waiter shrank his neck. "There is a need to ask the National Master for the annihilator. Now... there is no news."
When the chief of the guards heard the word of the national teacher, his expression changed slightly, but his heart was resentful, but he did not dare to reveal it.
At the same time, outside the National Teacher's Office, the guards who led the Holy Spirit of the Holy Dragon were blocked in front of the gate and stood on the steps together with several deceased people of the Imperial Capital.
"Working to inform the National Master, there is a command to let all the annihilators in the Imperial Capital pursue the monsoon smoke." The guards anxiously open, the death of the Grand Princess makes the Holy Dragon Emperor anger, and all the emperors are extinct. The world is levied, but the annihilator is under the jurisdiction of the national division. If it is necessary to use the annihilator in places other than the demon, it will require the permission of the national division.
Of course...
Xuan Wei coldened a face, stood in front of the gate, and looked at a group of people blocking the door. He said coldly: "The National Teacher has a command, this action, no one can participate."
"What?" The guards of St. Longdi were shocked, and they never thought that they would get such news when they came.
The National Teacher does not allow the destroyers to participate in the war?
"But the wind smoke killed the big princess that season, if the deceased did not shoot..." The guards flustered.
Xuan Wei’s face did not change at all, it was still cold.
"The order of the National Teacher Master is such that if any deceased person dares to act selfishly, he will immediately deprive him of his qualifications."
The orders of the National Masters suddenly fell, and a group of hunters who had already been ready to go were stupid. They were all called by the order of the Holy Dragon. Just waiting for the permission of the National Teacher, they would go to the battlefield to catch the monsoon. smoke.
But who can think of it, the National Master will actually give such a death order!