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Chapter 228 Dali Eternal Heaven(2/2)

"Child Blood is closed and open!"

At this time, the black-armored young general's face was slightly tightened, and the elites of thousands of cavalry behind him also changed. As the armor rubbed, he clasped the sword and weapons tightly.

It was seen that in the distance, the red blood was closed, the flag changed, the tall city gate opened, and hundreds of cavalry moved and came towards this place.

But before long, it stopped.

Only one rider comes from the world.

"this?"

The black-armored young general looked at Xiao Zhan, but the latter seemed to have expected it. He waved his hand casually and activated the dragon horse to move forward.

"Everyone, be on guard!"

When the black-armored young general shouted in a deep voice, Xiao Zhan had already urged his horse to cross a hundred feet away.

Huh!

After walking hundreds of feet, Xiao Zhan had stopped and raised his eyebrows again. People in the distance could be seen faintly. He was wearing yellow armor and burly figure. There was a blood-colored cinnabar mole between his eyebrows.

A strange scimitar behind him was shining with a cold light.

"Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you for ten years, and I'm still so old and strong!"

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

A hundred feet apart, the yellow horse stopped by itself. The two of them looked at each other from afar, and they could see each other's subtle expressions.

"Wang Yang."

Looking at the old acquaintance, Xiao Zhan sneered:

"Why did you run to the outside border of the Great Wall if you don't serve your master at Kanfengtai?"

"Brother Xiao still speaks so mercilessly."

Wang Yang was not angry either, looking at the military tent in the distance and laughed:

"It's just that poor Brother Xiao is so old that he still has to travel outside himself. I don't know when I can take charge of the central army and plan for the strategy?"

"I'm afraid it won't work for this life?"

Click!

Xiao Zhan tightened his long sword, and the tiger's eyes shone with cold light:

"Do you want to die?!"

"So what if I want to die? Brother Xiao's life span is better than Mr. Wang?"

Wang Yang smiled and exposed the other party's pain without mercy.

"It seems that you really want to die..."

Xiao Zhan was cold, and an inch of his sword appeared. A cold light suddenly appeared, and his murderous intent was revealed.

"Brother Xiao still can't stand the joke."

Seeing that he was angry, Wang Yang stopped teasing him and sighed:

"Brother Xiao should know the purpose of Wang. It has been ten years since I was there. I wonder if Brother Xiao has thought about it?"

"ridiculous."

Xiao Zhan replied with a sneer:

"It is not tolerated by people! I have been fighting for the whole life, how can I bear this infamy? Let me tell you that if you really want to fight, you might as well fight with real swords and guns.

What's the point of using these ghost tricks?"

“What a pity…”

Seeing his stern rejection, Wang Yang felt a little regretful, turned around and left with a laugh:

"A real man is born in heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time? Brother Xiao, please do it yourself!"

"Live for a long time..."

Xiao Zhan tightened his horse's reins, and his heart was filled with turmoil.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a horse neighing in the distance. When he turned around, he saw his family members driving the horse from a distance, with an anxious expression on his face and no matter how hard he tried.

"Um?!"

Xiao Zhan's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his horse around. He heard a sharp horse neighing, and the horse fell backwards. The tribe members on it rushed over, his voice anxiously and dismal:
Chapter completed!
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