Chapter 610: The sinister army, the day of the real debut (question ticket)
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It’s really just what Qian Qianxue’s actions have done, and it hurts the hearts of these people in the orange country.
In particular, many of these soldiers were collected from Tiancheng.
But there is also the other half. After hearing the drink of Gong Qianxue, the eyes are bright and the army is ready to go.
After a while, I rushed toward the observatory.
Watching tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded the Jun Muyan and other people on the observatory.
Gong Qianxue's ugly face finally showed a happy look.
What if Jun Muyan’s cultivation is higher?
Double fists are hard to beat four hands!
She can play ten, can she still play a hundred thousand?
And these hundreds of people, surrounded by thousands of horses and horses, are like ants who can be crushed to death at any time.
Seeing this scene, Mu Yan smiled.
Feel free to change your posture and sit down on your knees.
The fingers gently undulate on the strings, making a pleasant sound.
She raised her face and asked faintly: "You, are you ready?"
"Of course!" Such as Yan, Yan Haotian and Feng Haijun all fell in front of Mu Yan, his face full of excitement.
Such as the smoke binoculars brightly said: "I am a martial arts three battalions, ink camp, heavenly, longevity, operating for so long, costing you so much precious medicinal herbs and myrrh drugs, waiting for this day."
This is the day of the real demon!
It is also a day to let the world remember forever and forever, the unforgettable day!
Mu Yan looked at the excitement and warfare on the faces of the three people, and the corner of his mouth smirked a shallow smile: "Go, it is time for Gong Qianxue to know how much gift I have prepared for her."
As the three smokers led, they went to the three directions of the observatory.
Then, with a finger licking the lips, a different whistle sounds.
On the wall, Gong Qianxue is about to order the attack of the army of Jingguo.
Suddenly, the ground swelled.
Rumbled horseshoes, screams, footsteps, staggered from all directions.
Gong Qianxue looked at it.
I saw three sides of the east and west, and there was a huge group of people flying fast.
After a few short breaks, the Qianjun Wanma has stopped outside Tiancheng.
The number of people in this group is actually not much, but they have spread a big circle and faintly enclose the army of Jing Orange.
Soon, a man in the east jumped off the horse and fell to the ground.
"Ink Camp Guan Hu, led 2,600 fine rides, reported to Miss and Yan Tong!"
To the south, a slender woman jumped off the horse and fell to the ground.
"The Tianji camp is quiet and elegant, and it leads to 1,700 people, and reports to Miss and the smokers!"
In the west, an old man who was over half a year jumped off the horse and fell to the ground.
"Changsheng Camp Laotao, led by 1,900 people, reported to Miss and the wind commander!"
The report of the three men had just ended, and the thousands of troops behind them issued a flush.
"The army of the sorrows, the horseshoes everywhere, the invincible!"
"Long live the lady, long live the young master!"
Gong Qianxue squatted in front of the scene, listening to the people under the call, the eyeballs almost came out.
How can this be? !
Jun Muyan, a woman with no power and no background, how can she gather such a powerful army.
The repairs of every soldier in it have even reached the level of mystery.
It is even stronger than the army of her orange country.
Jun Muyan, what is she based on? !
But soon, Gong Qianxue calmed down.
Because even if this army is more powerful, it is not enough.
How could it be comparable to his own tens of thousands of troops?
