Monarch of Evernight

The generals were all shocked. Even the fierce generals who could only fight knew the big deal. They hurriedly stopped Zhao Weihuang and desperately persuaded him: “Don't ever! ”

“Grandpa, think! ”

General Zhao Weihuang in rage was held hostage by seven hands and eight feet. Zhao Weihuang didn't do much in the mainland, but pulling up troops to cross the border to Qin Lu has resembled rebellion, even if he meant only a few worlds.

After the anger subsided, Zhao Weihuang also knew that this was not going to work, but he could not swallow this breath. He grabbed a piece of paper and brushed and wrote down several names. He threw them to the generals and drank: "Find out! Find out all the people, institutions, and industries listed in the mainland and pull them all out in seven days! Ben's gonna get them off the mainland! ”

The generals looked at each other.

The iron curtain of bloody battle is an unwritten divine rule of the valves and a general rule of similar actions of the Empire in the past. Even the Empire's first valve, the Qingyang Zhang family, suffered such a great loss in the hands of the Song Valve. Even if Zhang Baoqian was promoted to the fifth heavenly king of the Empire, he did not use it as a culprit.

Now Zhao Weihuang's initiative is tantamount to blatantly breaking this divine rule. In this case, the ensuing controversy will inevitably continue, and the aftermath will be endless. But compared to Tianjin's call to Qin Lu, this is nothing. So the generals took orders and hurried off.

After the generals dispersed, Zhao Weihuang's face faded angrily, turning into shady, and walked around in a wretched study. It won't take long, I'm sure, for the movement of the Wolf Cigarette Regiment to reach those people's ears, at least to make them feel a little more comfortable doing it again.

“Imperial Party!” Zhao Weihuang spewed out the two words from the seam of his teeth. His hands were blue and his hands were twisted. He was furious.

The Imperial Party is so new and expensive, they are reckless, dedicated, often indiscriminate and extremely aggressive. Gao Gan Da Valve should at least talk about the face of morality, love feathers, few roads are broken, and do the best thing, but those new expensive and their networked party feathers are different, most people only see this sentence in the eyes of the rich and risky.

As the blood battle deepened, the investment of the children continued to increase, and Zhao Valve was no exception. Among Zhao Weihuang's four sons, except the boss Zhao Junsu's force exceeded the limit, the other three were all on the blood battlefield at this moment. The penis Zhao Junhong just entered the iron curtain in less than a month. Zhao Weihuang, in the midst of his anger, was inevitably worried.

In the heart of the Dark Country, in a complex region between mountain rivers, intense fighting has been under way for many days. Nearly twenty squads were assembled in the district, and the situation was extremely chaotic. The fighting not only started between the Dark Races and the Empire, but also from time to time, civil wars broke out within the two camps, with more intensity than fighting between the camps.

After several days of mixed fighting, the battalions of the multi-family tribes of the Dark Race were initially forming a siege circle, strangling the periphery of the battlefield. Despite the fact that the war had become extremely unfavourable to the Dawn camp, it was surprising that the civil war between the Imperial battalions had become more intense and that a real fire had apparently been launched, putting even the Dark Race aside.

More than a dozen Zhao Valve fighters, sitting or lying in a hidden cave in the hills, are resting. Most of them were wounded, two of them were sleepless, motionless, not knowing whether they were dead or alive.

The atmosphere in the cave was very depressing. Several Zhao Valve fighters were dealing with the wounds on their bodies. The wounds were slightly hurried to sit and practice, while others were maintaining their guns. It looks like this unit has just gone through a tough battle, but all of its fighters are elite and know how to maintain their own strength, even if they are disadvantaged.

A well-camouflaged warrior lay outside the hole with a sniper gun pointing to the forest not far away, and the sight of the sight mirror continued to cruise between the trees, the valley and the mountains. He suddenly saw an unusual movement in the forest and immediately turned the gun around.

Surely a group of warriors walked out of the trees. When he saw the man in charge, the sniper acting as a vigilante clearly relaxed, turning back: “The Fourth Son is back. ”

It was Zhao Jundu who stepped out of the forest. After all, he had been in the war for some time, and now he looks very different from the beginning of the bloodbath. Dark hair, which had always been handled by celebrities, was cut very briefly by the knife at will, and two heavy camouflage paints were added to the handsome to impeccable face.

His outer robe was shattered and revealed black armor underneath, visible marks of knife guns everywhere, and several unhealed wounds. A strand of blood is flowing out of the cuffs, winding down along the arms and back of the hand, staining the blue dome of the hand with spotted blood.

If Zhao Jundu had a kind of refreshing cold before the Blood War, he has now returned to the mortal world, adding to the spirit of Rin Killing after a hundred battles.

Only those eyes were as bright as old times.

Zhao Jundu held a human head in his left hand, his eyes were wide open, his expression solidified in an extremely frightening moment, and occasionally several drops of blood dropped in his broken neck. Behind Zhao, there were more than a dozen Zhao Valve fighters, but everyone was injured, and most of the injuries were serious, even two broken hands.

Zhao Jundu walked towards the cave, but he stopped before walking very far. He stared cold ahead. Purple fire appeared in his dark eyes. The gunpoint of the blue sky raised slightly and began to flash with a ray of force.

Just in front of Zhao Jundu, the scenery suddenly twisted, a woman with wide sleeves in vegetarian clothes appeared empty. As her eyes slowly widened, there seemed to be electric shock across the heavens and the earth, and the mountains and rivers lit up in a flash.

Several experienced Zhao Valve warriors have changed their faces from time to time, and they have recognized the identity of this woman!

It is regarded as the hope of the White Valve, the legendary woman whose martial name spreads throughout the Empire, white irregularities.

Her hands were still caged in her sleeve. She glanced at Zhao Jundu's head and frowned slightly. "Did you kill Bai Yi Yu? ”

Zhao Jundu coldly said: "Yes! A level 11 warrior in the district dared to attack Zhao Valve's men, which is the way to take him out. ”

The pale and convex face remained indifferent. It seemed that the eldest son of the third chamber, who had died, was just an insignificant little figure. He continued to ask: "What about my three squads of white valves? ”

“A total of 96 people have been killed by me.” Zhao Jundu spoke softly and then said: “Unfortunately, I didn't see the blank light on the little bitch, or else I would kill him, too, so I could end things on the Black River City side. ”

White concave convex finally lifted his eyes, staring at Zhao Jundu, his voice was cold, “Master Zhao is so angry. ”

Zhao Jundu pointed to the people behind him and said faintly: “That's all I have left of the three Zhao Valve squads. If I didn't kill hard, I wouldn't even have these people left. What, Miss White? Any objections? ”

White concave convex body surrounded by cold air, killing intent gradually, slowly said: “If I say so, what if there is an objection? ”

Zhao Jundu pointed to the sky with a blue sky in his hand. “What's the use of your objection under this iron curtain? You can't kill me, and you can't kill me! ”

In this phrase, Zhao Jundu's younger generation empire's first genius of arrogance and hegemony is fulfilled.

But Zhao Zheng did not worry, but smiled slightly. “If I kill you, for whatever reason, Zhao Valve will do his best to live and die with me. But that is not why I am not doing it now. ”

Without waiting for Zhao Jundu to speak, the white bump continued: “Or someone will blame me for the great darkness, the great enemies of the Dark Race. Why are you still sitting there and tolerating these internal actions? Isn't it fast for the beloved and the avengers? ”

“But those who are nothing but rats, unable to change the situation themselves, instead occupy the word morality, as long as they do not behave according to their own will, blame them, but do not build a tree. Why should I bother with these rats? If anyone talks like that in front of me, one punch will kill him! ”

“In my opinion, the Iron Curtain Blood War is just a children's game. One hundred so-called young geniuses could be killed if the Dark Races were to hurt their bones, and not one Marquis could be dropped. So under this iron curtain, whatever happens, it doesn't matter, it doesn't change the big picture. ”

“Even if I behaved improperly, I caused damage to the Empire. With me, I can naturally make up for it outside of the iron curtain, and I don't have to do anything about it in this children's game. ”

“White valve, there's enough white bumps for me! ”

In this way, there is no doubt about the ambitions of the vague inner ambitions. She really wants to serve Farin Xitang Zhang Boqian and support the foundation industry with all her strength.

Even if he is arrogant as Zhao Jundu, he does not have to look at the white bumps with a slight silence.

White concave glanced deeply at Zhao Jundo and said: “I really don't dare to kill you now, I'm not afraid of revenge from Zhao Valve, but because of the true name of the first person in your empire's younger generation. Now you're far from growing up. If you die in my hands, you'll break my heart. When you're on my side, that's the time for a big war. Zhao Jundu, don't make me wait too long. ”

Zhao Jundu stood arrogant at this time, showing a slight respect in his eyes, but when he heard the last sentence of the white bump, he couldn't help laughing, "I now fixed the inner and outer light, round and flawless, the purple air of the west pole is about to be completed, and the path leading directly to the Divine General is already in front of me. If you and I were on the same level, would you be my opponent? ”

The white bump smiled and said: “Then we'll have to fight again. Never fought, nothing was fake. ”

“Fine, then there will be a battle. But now what? ”

Since the white bump appeared, it was obvious that it came for a reason, and I didn't want to think about it at the moment, "Do you have the thing that everyone is fighting over in this area? Give it to me, and it's over. In the future, under the iron curtain, I will not interfere with anyone else in the White Valve. But if they didn't offend you, don't kill them intentionally. ”

Zhao Jundu nodded: “Yes. ”

He threw the head of the cloudy rain on the ground and removed a strange crystal the size of his thumb from his arms. It was quite similar to the crystal in the hand of Thousand Nights that produced a void force, but much smaller.

Zhao Jundu bounced and the crystal flew to the white bump. The white bump reached over and looked closely for a moment, nodding his head: “It's a void crystal indeed, very good. ”

She put away the empty crystal and turned away. Every step, the figure blurs a few points, and after a few steps, the white bumps disappear empty-handed.