Martial King’s Retired Life

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I walked in the green forest where the first sunlight fell in the morning, and pierced the green eyes that seemed to be full of aura. Walking deep into the dense forest, breathing the humid air from the morning dew, revealing a smile that was satisfied after the exercise, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked back-there were two hundred burdens behind him.

These two hundred people wore white clothes peculiar to the disciples of witchcraft. The spring breeze fluttered and fluttered in the forest. The steps were rigorous and consistent. Starting from the left foot and falling from the right foot, almost two hundred people took the same step.

He's so slow to go!

And more than two hundred people basically can't speak the Central Plains, and they dare not speak to me, basically they'll suffocate me.

"Why should I take so many people down the mountain!" Two hours ago, I drove away the rest of the rest in the hall and waited, pulling Lao Gedan 唠

Lao Ge waved his hand: "According to my ceremonies, the simplest travel of our great spirit witch requires at least fifty disciples to preach. You are His Majesty the Witch, and the battle is naturally bigger.

"I don't need two hundred pieces of wood to follow me! I don't understand most of these people's words, what are you following me?

Even the whole line shouted ‘Wang Emperor Palace greets Her Majesty ’s return’. If it weren't for their faces moving, I thought it was a hilltop scolding the street.

Lao Ge almost seemed to be answering an idiot-looking at me like this-eyes.

"Did you understand what the tribe residents and villagers said? Without so many disciple disciples testifying, who believes that the emperor arrived?

Although the Witch Emperor has been an administrative monarch for hundreds of years in Xiacang, the people's respect for him has not changed in the slightest. Without these equipped subordinates and lineups, who knows that you are the Witch Emperor? I thought a Central Plains fool had come. "

Despite his grandeur, I looked at his not-so-smirking old face and thought that he had sent two hundred eyeliners to follow. He sent a confidant to hurt me.

Lao Ge suddenly thought of something and said, "Also, the white priest and the two iron guards will follow.

See, this is about to send my confidants down to hurt me.

"They go to the main ...".

"Come on." I waved my hand. "Don't bother to make up for it. Your mouth is not tired and my ears still want to stop. Isn't it just calling three after you've finished tracking, do people disgusted me?"

"You, you are suspicious." Lao Ge shook his head at me, and then said: "But you are right, I sent them to disgusting you. You killed the mountain for no reason to threaten oldness to do it for you Old boss, can't I be disgusted or disgusted with you? Even if I hold it with my nose, old decay won't be for you to ask you to do. You can do this position of the witch emperor. . I can't wait to see you. "

Mad, bitch!

"This is only one aspect. The other aspect is that when you first arrived, you were unfamiliar with the disciples, and the language was incomprehensible. Without them, you must be struggling to command the brigade. It is also very reasonable to assign them to follow the army."

This old churros is indeed a person who has lived for nearly a hundred years, and the old ones have become fine. Why do I feel problematic for these reasons but I cannot refute them ...

"Say." I tried to find an excuse to refute: "I just went down the mountain to tell people that the Witch is back. Those hunters, villagers, fishermen, will not be frightened. After all, this is one-hundred years The missing Witch Emperor returns.

"of course not."

Lao Ge's expression was peaceful, and the answer was taken for granted.

"The Witch Emperor One-exists, but it is not in the Witch Emperor's Hall.

He shrugged easily at me, frowning.

"His Majesty the Witch Emperor has changed its image in the world, and there is no fixed form. For hundreds of years after the death of the first Witch King, the appearance of the previous Witch King is different. It is not related to the previous Witch King. It's the elderly, sometimes the girls, sometimes the children. "

I have heard before that during the Witch Dynasty, the inheritance of the throne did not depend on blood. So every-generation Witch King is not a child of the previous Witch King. But I don't know exactly.

Lao Ge showed a proud expression.

"That, of course, was sought by our apocalyptic apocalypse."

Well, that doesn't mean who the Witch Emperor is, it's all with you, you, you, yourself, yourself, Hu, you!

You shame is too dark! Who knows that the two generations of witches have no blood relationship! Maybe all of you witches over the centuries are-family!

"Nature isn't." Lao Ge's eyes suddenly became deep, with an indescribable light, and there seemed to be a -.... Religious meaning was in it, "Her Majesty's ability is inherent. No one deprives Do n’t go, and no one can learn. It ’s like the sun goes down and melts into the night. But even if the night is long and the shadow is long, the sun that rises again is that sun, unchanged forever. His Royal Highness disappeared It's like the night, but when he reappears, his light will always be as obvious as the rising sun.

All in all, the Witch King cannot impersonate. ’

"Ability? Is it true that the Witch King can call the rain and sprinkle beans into the fire and burn elbow toad?" I touched my chin, pretending to be as natural as possible in the topic.

Who knows that Lao Ge immediately woke up and showed the expression of "carelessly speaking too much"

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