The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Chapter 853: Rhythm Matters!

Wow!

Yan Xiangma, with her hands and feet as thick as an adult arm, was dragged out by four Golden Armor warriors, and she came out with Yan Xiangma, and several other peacock countries offered their masters. It can be seen how much King Peacock attaches importance to the safety of the Swallow Horse. He fears that the evil dragon of Shepherd Lee will not sneak in to rescue people.

The Peacock Nation did not abuse Swallow Horse these days, and even had good wine and good meat to feed every day. Since he ate the roasted chicken and drank the immortal drunkenness provided by the Peacock Palace, he had to do both for every meal, and hunger strike protest without giving it.

I don't know what kind of psychology King Peacock satisfied these rude requirements of Yan Xiangma. A prisoner eats better than these great generals who fought for his country and is the first to suffer.

Therefore, in these days of eating and drinking and sleeping heavily, the western wind forward General Yan Xiangma not only did not get more and more feeble, but hid signs of happiness. Her face was red and her chin was hidden under her eyes. When such Yan Xiangma is sent back, others will suspect that he has sold a country for a pride and that the enemy has infiltrated our country.

“On your knees!” The Golden Armor warrior dragged Swallow to the bench and pressed his shoulder to make him kneel down.

Yan Xiangma's back was straight and his legs were tight, and he would not kneel.

“On your knees!” The Golden Armor warriors saw Yan Soma's attitude as tough, and were forced to be angry and simmer.

“Don't kneel!” Yan Xiangma smiled: “A man has gold under his knees. If I kneel, the gold under his knees will be gone and he will be despised by the woman he likes. ”

“On your knees!” The Golden Armor warriors didn't care what Yan Xiangma said. When they found out that Peacock King's gaze was here, Yan Xiangma, a prisoner, stood there laughing and joking, which was a matter of utmost disrespect to their king. So several people came forward and pressed Swallow's shoulder and head to force him to kneel on the bench.

“I told you not to kneel!” Yan Xiangma bites and strengthens teeth. His Dantian was locked up and repaired to be sealed, and now he is no different than an ordinary man. It is now entirely through the strength of physical instincts and the steadfast God of Heart against these Golden Koshers.

“On your knees!” A golden armored man drank heavily, and his long knife rose high in his hand, striking heavily on the knee of a swallowing horse.

Clicking

A crisp noise came, the swallowing horse planted in front of his body, his left leg "thumped" and knelt on the ground.

Clicking

The long knife flashed again, and the right knee bone of the swallow pony was also broken.

Putong

Yan Xiangma landed on his legs and knelt heavily on the bench.

His expression was painful, his forehead was sweaty, but he still raised his head and waved greetings to the Chinese people beneath the bench. He shouted, "Hello, I am Yan Xiangma, the forerunner of the Westwind Empire. I know your heart belongs to the Westwind, but the situation compelled you to succumb to this Peacock King's winning speech. Don't worry, we western wind army will soon come back and reclaim China. We are born western wind empire, dead western wind empire.”

The crowbirds under the stage were silent.

This swallow's talking a little stingy.

Is he sarcastic that we surrender to the enemy? Is he mocking us for recognizing the new master so soon?

“What a nasty guy!” The people of Central America are desecrated in their hearts.

“Do not grieve, nor grieve. The pain is only temporary." The silence of the masses gave Yan Songma a a good opportunity to continue to speak. “The withered flowers will bloom again, and the falling sun will rise again, and the tears of our grievances will shed a smile of shame on our enemies. People of Central America, I will stand with you forever. Die together. ”

The people of Central America are more silent.

They were hesitating to throw half the bun on their hands or half the stone they used to stab their feet at the bastard, and they were afraid it would upset their noble new emperor. After all, he was going to cut off the head of the thief himself.

Who's gonna stand with you? Who's dying with you?

“Dog-like stuff” a golden samurai shouted. “Why don't you listen to me and get down on your knees? ”

“That's different," Yan Xiangma shook his head and said: "If you make me kneel, I will kneel. Then I am a slave. You broke my legs and made me kneel, and I had to keep my legs and lose my temper. The latter, lost both legs, but kept the temper. ”

Yan Xiangma's voice was low and the big sweat beads slipped down his cheek, saying: “You don't understand, the temper is important. ”

“Yan Xiang Ma” won the chair of King Yan Gao, watching Yan Xiang Ma perform coldly, and said in silence: “Do you think you Westwind monarchs really got people's hearts? As soon as the royal decree comes out, all the people won't respond? ”

“That is nature, my lord, wise, resolute, hard-working, loving people, the first emperor of a thousand ancient times. Can you even compare with my lord? ”

“If that's the case, why did the Westwind Empire get hit by my Peacock Army when you said your King Hui was so powerful?” King Peacock wins with a smile in his mouth and asks out loud.

Yan Xiangma hates winning Berlin and hates winning Berlin's smile. That smile was like being a fool all over the world, just because he was a wise man, and everything was under his control.

So he held his head up, his eyes and the eyes of King Peacock winning Berlin and looked at him and said, "This is my western wind army's strategy to lure enemies deeper. When your front stretches and the battle lasts, our army cuts off your grass and strikes you as thunderous, see who smiles to the end. ”

“Hahaha” King Peacock wins Vernon laughs out loud. “Yan Xiang Ma, you are really naive and ridiculous. Today I have gained a third of the land of Central America, western wind country into my peacock hands. As long as I take Los Angeles, Xiangcheng, Burning City, White Tower City again, Tiandu City was close to my eyes and hit Marco. As soon as I give the order, the Westwind Empire will change the dynasty, and the King of Hui of your ancient emperor will become my subordinate. I'm afraid you won't be able to cry at that time? ”

“I believe that His Majesty has his own heart, and these difficulties do not stop him. As an imperial general, I am deeply indebted to the Emperor, and all I can do is return death to my country.” Yan Xiangma said stubbornly.

“Yan Xiangma is dying without repentance.” King Peacock drinks angrily, "I asked you," Did you ever send that dream butterfly I gave you out? ”

King Peacock's heart is delighted. Just send it out. If you send it out, there is hope. "To whom? ”

“To the girl I like.” Yan Xiangma replied.