Chariot of Doom

"sword"

Ye Hao nodded and said, "If you die, I will help you collect the snow and find a swordsman worthy of its status."

The man suddenly raised his head, those empty and cold eyes were in a faint light, as if there was a feeling of love.

"Thanks"

That person said two words, Ye Hao didn't think he could say these two words, as if he already knew his end. Words of thanks never come from enemies, and if gratitude can be given, there will be no traces of past resentment, if not friends.

Ye Hao suddenly felt that the white-haired young man was right in front of him, just like himself, he was just guarding what he should protect, life was not that important, what was more important than life was the value of life.

After a while, the two swords moved at the same time, and the two swords had each moved ten percent of the sword. The sword is already a gamble. Only a red shadow and a white shadow rushed away at each other at full speed. The momentum is like a rainbow, the blade crosses the air, and the space wave is illusory and deflected. These two daggers seem to be able to divide the entire pavilion into two parts.

For a moment, the two figures went wrong, and there seemed to be a strong white light passing through the man's eyes. Seeing that person's pupils dilated immediately, the coldness in the eyes quickly disappeared, and the bright darkness gradually darkened, leaving only a faint gray. He stood there with a sword in his hand, motionless as if he had been a statue.

Blood dripped from the burning sky in Ye Haoshuhao's hands, sprinkled little by little on the floor, and splashed away gently. But the edge of the snow sword is still as clean as ice and snow.

Ye Hao collected the sky, returned to the man's side, gently picked up Xuelai from his hand, the sword was held in his palm for a long time, the hilt of the sword was not warm at all.

Holding two swords, Ye Hao went straight to the ninth floor and murmured, "I will find a good swordsman for it." Han Lun carefully recalled the map and began to locate it on the map. He is now at the junction of the two sides of the city wall, so the tree building on the east side is the temporary residence of the wooden house in Linxian County.

These five cities are independent kingdoms established by all races in the north of Dongshu and the highest management of the entire north of Dongshu. The soldiers in these five cities are a unity of more than one hundred ethnic minority soldiers in the entire northern part of America. Among them, Dongshu Architecture is where the strength of the five major nationalities lies. Each tribe has its own barracks in the cities of the five kingdoms, and in this building, there are workplaces for each of the five great families. Of these five houses, the Lord of the City was chosen to lead the armed divisions throughout the North.

Han Lun jumped down from the tree lightly, his body jumped down suddenly, and after a gentle landing, he rushed to Dongshulou in one step. At this time, there are not many people in the cities of these five countries, but there are already loud voices in the center of the world. It seems like a big city is a big city, let alone a big event coming up tomorrow. Whether you are a businessman in the human world or a businessman in the spiritual world, business is the same. If the merchants of various shops do not use this period of time to make a lot of money, if they miss this time, they may have to wait another four years.

At this time, Han Lun came to the crowd from a remote corner, and all kinds of races gathered there, paying little attention to him. He is wearing a light green shirt. In their opinion, he must be a family of wood fairies.

Han Lun didn't panic anyone, but walked up and down among the crowd by himself, gradually approaching Dongshulou. Han Lun's map shows the layout of all the guards in Dongshulou. How many guards are there and where are they clearly marked on the map.