Male God, a Little Su

Her pointed chin was slightly raised, her phoenix eyes lowered and she glanced at everyone.

"Take him out and follow me!"

After all, she held the machete first and strode out.

A suit of iron armor was worn on her body as if it had no weight.

When she walked out of the study, Meng Tian looked at Liang Anzhi, who was in a state of embarrassment and was almost soaked in blood before he let out a heavy breath and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Hey! Brother, just get used to it! Don't worry, our little general has a good attitude towards loyal subordinates," Zhong Xiaowu patted Meng Tian's shoulder with a smile, holding Su Ro's helmet like a pug. Dian Dian'er ran out.

By the way, without turning his head, he left a sentence, "Hurry up and carry this thing on the ground to keep up! Don't let the general wait!"

Little General, this is the nickname given to her by Su Yan's cronies.

After all, she was young and had General Su in front of her.

It's okay to call a little general.

All the soldiers who were training in the martial arts field looked back at the woman with a machete, and the dazzling and sticky blood flowed down the blade.

In the twilight, the sunset on the horizon seemed to be dyed red by blood, covering half of the sky.

The woman was dressed in iron armor and held a blood-stained machete. Xiaguang outlines her delicate and cold eyebrows, and the short red drape is blown strongly by the wind behind her.

Wherever Su Yan passed, soldiers kept silently making way for her.

Until, Su Yan strode all the way and stood on the city wall.

There are corpses everywhere, and the falcons are tirelessly hovering above the sky.

The shrill cry that came out was like a wailing cry in the wilderness!

Two soldiers were carrying a stretcher, Liang Anzhi was pale, exuding the appearance of dying.

Zhong Xiaowu and Meng Tian, ​​one left and one right, stood beside Su Yan.

Countless people who were indifferently excluded from the city lived in the city, wanting to gain even the slightest sense of security.

No matter how many movies and classics I have seen. Su Yan's shock, but there is no moment that can be compared with what he has seen with his own eyes!

There is an air of death and depression everywhere. They are still alive, but they have lost their loved ones, lost their shelter, like walking dead.

Su Rou took a deep breath, her eyes were dyed red by the bloody rays of light.

She turned around, lifted Liang Anzhi, and smashed him on the city wall.

The soldiers were extraordinarily quiet, and with the mournful cry of the eagle, Su Yan's words were loud and clear.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"But from now on, where there is my Su family army! The people of Dayan will never be shut out!"

"The Su family army, would rather die in battle than live! Today, I will use the blood of this dog thief to pay homage to the soldiers and people who died tragically!"

Su Yan raised the knife and dropped it, and in Liang Anzhi's terrified eyes, hot blood spurted out from the broken neck.

Like throwing garbage, she threw Liang Anzhi's body and head down the city wall.

Her black eyes were cold and blood stained half of her face, "Open the city gate! Welcome the people of Dayan home!"

Zhong Xiaowu's heart was agitated, and Meng Tian's eyes were flushed.

The dignified seven-footed man was just moved to the softest part of his heart by this situation.

He wiped away his tears and knelt down on one knee, "General! From now on, your subordinate's life is yours!"

All the soldiers, put down their weapons and get down on one knee.

Willingly, he lowered his head.

"My subordinates see General!"

"Su Jiajun will never admit defeat!"

Above the sky, eagles circled.

Does that sound sound like an oath before dawn?

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