Realms In The Firmament

Wen Jianjian smiled and said: "Why do you say this paradox, don't you know what Ye Xiao is? What if he really has a good place, it has long been eyeing us in Chenhuang Kyoto, why bother? Say this bully... Well, you mean..."

The smell of people is faint: "In any case, the laughing son has come to the battlefield, and is also the commander of the reinforcements. It is hostile to our position. Since Ye Nantian’s son is on the battlefield, he is a soldier and no other identity. The general is still inevitably dead, and other people, even if we really killed him in a chaotic army, Ye Nantian can not say anything, as the uncle said, the real cause that Ye Xiaoxiao came to the front line, is Us?!"

Wen Jianjian took a deep breath and the spirit suddenly shocked. "It's not bad, that's it! Even if Ye Xiaozhen is really dead, Ye Nantian is also looking for Chen Xuantian!"

"The order is going to go down, and tomorrow morning, the battlefield will be set up, and this Chenhuang Laughing Son will be called to see the famous legendary figure of the Mega-King Empire." Wengjianjian screamed and swept away. .

Under the command of the coach, the three armies should be the same!

Like the tsunami of the mountains and the tsunami.

The voice of the million-strong army, the dust of the straight shocks rises from the sky.

Ye Xiao, who is holding a cold-baked cake in Tiefengguan, listened to this neat and screaming, and couldn’t help but frown, even if he shot two cold lights.

Elite teacher!

There is no doubt that this is the most elite battle of the Iron Army, in order to come out with such sounds!

The suffocating suffocation, and the momentum of the majestic and demanding wars, regardless of life and death, clearly and thoroughly revealed from this voice!

"This opponent is probably not bad!" Ye Xiao said a faint sentence.

This is the first evaluation of the laughing son to the big six will be the second person!

Zhu Chenggong’s eyes are full of deep hatred, saying: “It’s that he killed the general! I can’t wait to kill him! Not only kill him, but also kill him comprehensively, kill him!”

Ye Xiaojing looked at Zhu Chenggong and said faintly: "Zhu Shuaishuai; you are too persistent, the battlefield is dead, this is the ultimate fate of the soldiers? Since it is a soldier, standing on the battlefield, that is only the national enemy, why come Private grievances! Wu Gonglie lost to the sorcerer's sword, and there was a cause for it. The crime of non-war is not ruined by Wu Shuai. The death of the war is also the normal destination of the soldiers. We can use this name to fight, but we cannot hold such a disaster. The idea of ​​the family."

Zhu Chengli said indignantly: "Ye Shuai, you have no such pain, you can say so. Only when you are on the battlefield, the close relatives and comrades in battle are killed and killed, and this hatred will be truly understood. There will never be a solution. ”

Ye Xiao said faintly: "You will think so, so you are just a deputy!"

"The battlefield is the battlefield, the battlefield, and there are always rules of the battlefield." Ye Xiao looked up and stared at Zhu Chenggong, Shen Sheng: "The reason why you have never reached the height of Wu Gonglie, Su Dingguo; not necessarily your ability is not good. But you lack the bravery of this God of War commander! If one day, you can really understand Wu Gonglie, understand the name of the sword, and the name of the thousands of mountains, then you are also a world famous !"

Zhu Chenggong suddenly shocked, looked up at Ye Xiao, want to say something, but never said it.

......

The second day.

Just when the sun was just outcropping, and the first line of the morning glow swept the whole earth, whether it was the iron peak or the outside, whether it was the army of the emperor’s empire or the army of the blue wind empire, it was almost the same horn. .

This moment gives a very clear feeling.

This moment, this ringing, is the 100,000 reinforcements of the Emperor of the Imperial Empire, and the deadly enemy outside the city, the million-strong army of the Blue Wind Empire, and each other greeted each other.

Immediately, the gate of Tiefengguan closed for a long time opened slowly.

A glimpse of people, slowly coming out.

The total number of members is less than one thousand.

After walking out of the hundreds of feet, the team suddenly stopped moving forward.

Only three people’s horses continue to move slowly.

Ye Xiao, Song, and Ning Bi.

The three people fluttered in their robes, and they didn't have any armor at all; just like the three people who had made an appointment, it was like going out to play.

Song is a Tsing Yi, his face is cold, and he is left; Ning Bi falls in black, his face is wooden, right.

Located between the two men, the laughing son Ye Xiaoxiao has a smile on his face, white robes, black horses, and golden crowns. The whole person is like a phoenix tree, handsome and handsome.

Just so slowly, in the face of a million troops, his face is not careless.

Almost at the same time.

Opposite the blue wind emperor * camp a trombone, the camp door slowly opened, the same three riders slowly came out.

One of them, the purple robe, the face is clear and majestic, the three long squats, the Danfeng eye, riding on the horse, not at all like a general, but rather like a face of old school.

On the left side of him is a young man with a green robe, his face is faint, his face is clear; his eyes are open and closed, and the coldness is dazed.

On the right side of him, it is a white girl, a white dress, like a dream, a mask of white gauze, eyebrows like a distant mountain, like the autumn water. Under her seat is a red horse, but even if she is in front of me, it also makes people feel unreal and dreamlike.

It smells good.

Ye Xiaoying saw the Iraqi people, his eyes were not only certain, but his heart smiled secretly.

Unexpectedly, I can meet this gimmick on the battlefield.

It is where life does not meet!

"On the opposite side, but the blue wind empire **** of war, smell the sorcerer prince prince?" Ye Xiao rides on the horse, his face is not shocked, his eyes are like a sword, straight into the past.

"It is this handsome." Wen Jianjian said: "The opposite is the son of General Chen Nantian, the emperor of the Emperor, Ye Xiao?"

"Wrong!" Ye Xiao raised his chin slightly, faintly said: "When you smell the sword, the handsome officially announces to you, standing in front of you is the Marshal of the Second Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Ye Xiao! Not the son of Ye Dashuai."

Speaking of the man’s face, he said: “This is really the fault of the handsome man. Please ask Ye Shuai to measure Wang Han!”

"In the future, I will stand on this battlefield and make a decision with your million-strong army." Ye Xiao's eyes are like a knife: "When you smell a sword, you must be prepared, die, don't feel embarrassed!"

Hearing the sword, he laughed: "Since you have the courage to step on the battlefield, you will lack the courage to face death. This sentence is also returned to Ye Shuai, everyone is mutual!"

Ye Xiao sneered, and the mood was mad.

Speaking of people, since the face of the Chenhuang Xiaogongzi came out, he inexplicably developed a strange feeling familiar to him.

However, before this, I have heard of the name of this laughing son, but I have never seen it before.

So, where does this familiar feeling from the bottom of the heart come from?