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Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty Six: Great Victory(2/2)

The Tuli Khan was lying on the ground, and he immediately noticed something, but all this came too quickly. Before he could grow a desire to survive, the long sword had cut off his head.

A generation of heroes had already splattered blood and lost their heads. They shook, like a conditioned reflex of their muscles. After twitching, they hung down weakly.

Xue Rengui didn't even look at it, put away the knife, and sighed: "Fortunately, I reacted in time and thought that it was this dog thief who was killed by eight out of ten. Brother, right?"

Li Shimin sat on the horse and thrust his face, and had already beaten the horse on the excuse and headed to the other end.

Chen Zhengtai looked at Xue Rengui with a complicated face, which was quite indescribable.

This guy... his IQ still needs to be improved, and there is still a lot of room for growth. Thinking about it this way, it seems a bit relieved.

Chen Zhengtai had to give him a thumbs up: "That's right, thank you for your alertness."

Although he had already seen murder in this cruel era, just between his own feet, Chen Zhengtai still felt a bit of instinctive disgust in his heart. He comforted Xue Rengui and hurriedly walked away.

Soon, Zhang Qian came hurriedly: "Mr. Chen, Your Majesty has something important to discuss with you."

When Chen Zhengtai heard the prince-consort Chen, he always felt a little uncomfortable, but he still nodded: "Let's go."
Chapter completed!
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