But if you really let these selfish, greedy wolves follow you.

Looking back, with a little bit of profit seduction, they can eat themselves to the ground.

The corner of Muang's mouth raised a chilly smile.

Just don't wait for her to say “I refuse”.

I saw the butcher smile confidently: “I know what Miss Jun is worried about. I'm just afraid that these forgetful things will betray me. But this can never happen with our boss here! ”

“What do you mean? ”

Rui Lai stood up and slowed down: “Because the boss is a warlord. ”

When I heard the words [General of War], Muang was still a fog.

She couldn't help but forget the drunkard in the wheelchair.

There was a sparkling expression on his face.

And there have been scattered shouts from the crowd of crushed stone gangs: "War generals? How is that possible? ”

“How precious and rare the battle on Floating Island will be, even if the hands and feet are broken and the spirit is completely powerless, as long as the gods are still intact, it is the dream of any sect. How did you end up in a gravel gang? ”

Only Mu Yan is confused: I go, what will this battle be?

Can someone explain to me what you're talking about?

However, it is clear that none of those present noticed Muay's confusion.

Because they naturally assumed that, apart from the gravel grains, native people were born.

As long as it comes from the Floating Islands, no one will ever know what the [General of War] is.

Except for one man.

Unstained.

So, Muang, this slot is still spitting in his heart.

I heard a familiar cry of clarity in my ear: "Don't you know what war will be? Do you want me to explain something to you? If you want, beg me! As long as Mu Yan begs me, I will surely know everything. ”

Muang turned a white eye and ignored him.

The sound of an undyed smile was heard again in his ear: "Don't be angry with Moo-yan! I'm just teasing you. After all, how can I expect you to be upset? ”

Smoked in the corner of Muay's mouth: Which fucking eye did you see me in a hurry?

Unstained voices continue to ring in the ear, recklessly: “[The General of War] is a very scarce and special talent on Floating Island. They usually have an unparalleled vast sea of knowledge, and unlike the exclusivity of other monks' seas of knowledge, warlords' seas of knowledge are often uniquely inclusive and scalable, meaning that all warlords' seas of knowledge communicate with the consciousness of other monks, as well as ordinary martial artists. ”

With a glimmer of face, the clouds have been faint and the wind has rarely revealed a certain amount of stunning color.

Can communicate with other people's consciousness?

Those who possess such talent, on the battlefield of the thousands of armies, will be what an anti-heavenly existence.

"But this is not the most terrible place for war," she said. Fixes on Floating Island, apart from those who failed to fly accidentally, have a natural dark door in their bloodline. This dark door has nothing to do with it, but once the high-ranking wars will unfold their consciousness and enter through it, they will be able to control their behavior, increase their strength in a short period of time, instill a sense of battle, and even… let them live and die. ”

Muang took a sip of cool air.

In that sense, the war will be more powerful than ever, and it is against heaven!