My Empire

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A Tianjian Shenzong's Swordsman is hiding in a slit, a flat rabbit leg, this rabbit died of a shell that deviated from the target, just flew it near this pop-up.

In fact, the rabbit can't eat anyway, and the strange embarrassment is not to say, there is no more unfolded outside, and there is no appetite.

However, sadly, because the logistics reissue of the Tianjian Shenzong has been confusing, some of the replenish lines have been completely cut, so I can find some eating at this time, for a poor grassroots Swordsman, absolutely countless Easy things.

He used tooth efforts to tear the unfamiliar rabbit meat, looked at the broken big tree next to it, and the tree that was cut by the shrapnel, and the sadness could not be said.

Not long ago, his life flying sword had already happened in a cruel battle. In such a high-intensity battle, he even returns his own flying swords, and let alone other energy.

Such a battle is really too difficult, and the prime fighting power of the sword is strong, and it is not enough to see it in front of the high-intensity war.

The half-born rabbit legs, this lucky sword was still filled in her stomach.

It is not so lucky to come with another Swordsman who is not far away. He has not eaten it in two days.

It has been faint that he feels that he is stomach pain, struggling for a long time, and finally only one spirit is left in his mouth, stuffed into his mouth, barely baked with Dan medicine with the mouth of smoke, and let the pill Fragrance temporarily dispersed hunger.

However, he doesn't know what should I do next, and the retreat is not coming, and it is obvious that it is a dead road here.

"How is it is good." He didn't dare to bring abandonment, because the power of Tianjian Shenzong is unquestionable. Chasing him such a poor monk, it's too easy.

However, he did not plan to die here, because there is hope for living, and there is nothing.

When the fragrance of the drug pills disappeared without a trace, this poor monk finally waited for the change on the battlefield - just, he did not want to see such a change.

A shell suddenly fell, and smashed on a small highland on his side. There is a dozens of his homing, but now he is celebrated because of the dead friend.

Fortunately, it is over the highlands on the side. If you are in him, he will be ubus.

Sure enough, I haven't waited for his psychological activities, and more shells fall like the rain.

"Oh!" He got his mouth and saw the far away from the smoke. I didn't know if it was a gloating, or a numbness.

The sky is shaken, and the crisps excited everywhere and the impact wave as the blade. The transverse strain is mixed, and it can also see the fragments of trees that should be densely growing on the top of the mountain.

Just calmly like a lake, it is now like hell. The swordsman who originally actively intercept those shells, and now they have been used to doing the deadly fall.

Because those falls, in their view, it is incomplete. Their valuable aura, and the flying sword of life, once again collision, break into a powder, and the flying weapon, the opponent is like it is a waste of money.

This is not a contest, the other party is obvious to consume their combat power with these weapons.

When they were consumed, they were unbeatable. When the combat power left, the other party would launch an attack, put into the sturdy, like a turtle, a little bit of their position.

The situation of the whole war, as long as it is not a blind, it is already able to see it, it is moving towards it.

prior to,

But later, in front of them, they were in the wheat field, they were ordered to retreat back, and they retreated to the edge of the jungle.

Later, they were ordered to retreat, retreat to the back of the jungle ... Yesterday, they just retired here, and barely built a ridiculous, quirky defense position.

They also learned the appearance of those enemies, connect the slit, and dig out a long pit. Such a big pit can reduce the probability of the enemy weapons and let them keep their own life.

Once upon a time, in the face of the enemy's dense rumor, the enemy army is facing the ocean. They are happy to step, and they will let the smoke to fly. - Where have you been with this wolf?

Just thinking about the brilliant past, covering the gunfire of the hill, suddenly extended to his place.

A shell is not far from his side, and the huge waves also have a deafening sound, and this poor Swordsman is returned to reality.

He is decisively hugging his head, retracted to the bottom of the slit, is always the same, waiting for his last moment.

It is a pity that shells have not directly smashed inside his slit, but crossing this pop-up, extended to the distance.

The air is filled with the taste of the dust being rolled up, and it also mixes some burning ambassays.

The swordsman who curled into a group should not shoot the dust on his body, and the brain is explored from the pop-up, and when his vision is recovered, the shell has stopped when the dust in front of him is gradually squatting.

At this time, this Swordsman discovered that he was a slit, and another pop-up has been buried in a large pop-up.

Now, there is still a hot air in the new slit, and the palm that has just been buried, the buried body exposed, but also grabbed a rabbit leg bone with flesh and blood.

"Zhang Hao! Zhang Hao brother!" The rolling tape climbed, and the Swordsman who was lucky and cried. He turned into it into the pop-up slit. He shouted with his hand with his hand.

Unfortunately, no one responded to his scream. He dredcted and stopped, because his dirt has become viscous, and the red blood has been immersed from the soil.

Everything seems to have recovered calm, but in the calm, the two wings of this position, secretly Ma Ma, have turned over their trenches, with the weapon, accompanied by the M4 tank of the magic defense barrier, calm I have a step.