The Alchemist God

Outside the North Gate, tens of thousands of konjac eyes glared at the city, and the messenger of the Mozu was set up outside the city. It was a high-level Mozu repaired by the Samsung Mozong, with a faint shackle on his face.

"Open the door and let him in."

Lin Muyu ordered.

"Oh," the small door opened, the Mozu messenger slowly entered, the eyes swept away, and looked further into the distance, as if to see how many gentian battalions in the city.

Lin Muyu smiled faintly: "Don't look at me, we only have 10,000 troops. If there is a kind of shallow wind that wants to attack the city, let's go, I am waiting for him."

"You are Lin Muyu," he asked.

"Yes."

The cockroaches in the eyes of the Mozu messenger immediately converge. It seems that Lin Muyu’s reputation in the Mozu army is not bad. After all, the Mozu is also a race that advocates the strong. Anyone will look at the real strong, he is from the arms. Out of the scroll, said: "This is the letter that Marshal Shallow has brought me, well, I should go back."

"Yeah." Lin Muyu nodded, indicating that he would not put an arrow. The messenger who killed such a district seemed to be guilty. I am afraid that the shallow wind will also attack the city with anger.

Unfold the scroll, the above is the handwriting of the shallow wind. To be honest, the shallow wind is the Mozu, and the written text is still much better than Lin Muyu's handwriting.

Lin Muyu leads the pro:

I have never thought of this goodbye in the past. The rain commander is the hero of the world, the leader of the human empire, but there is a way to know that the time is for the Junjie and the good birds to choose the wood, the human empire is gradually declining, and the rain is leading. It is exhausted by squeezing and humiliation. As soon as the rain commander is willing to loyal to the Emperor, the shallow wind will definitely choose you as the third marshal of the Protoss, and the shallow wind promise will never hurt the female emperor Qin Yin. The humanity will be exhausted, and the rain commander will be able to think twice.

, the Protoss shallow wind

......

Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile.

Wei Qiu said: "If you don't guess wrong, it should be a persuasion book."

"Yes."

Lin Muyu raised his hand, the star smashed and danced, and directly tore the letterhead into a smash, said: "Prepare the pen and paper, I want to give the shallow wind back to the book."

"Yes."

A soldier touched the paper and pen, and Lin Muyu quickly wrote down the four characters of the dragon and the phoenix dance. After the seal was over, he was handed over to a scout. He said: "Carry the scepter and hand it over to the Mozu Marshal."

"Yes, command."

......

The Mozu camp, the shallow brow, was sitting in the position of the marshal, and a group of senior generals were standing on both sides in front of them. Outside, there was a cry: "Lin Muyu wrote back."

"Oh."

The shallow wind raised his head and said: "Come on."

"Yes."

When the letterhead was unfolding on the Marshal table, he only saw the four characters above the dragon and the phoenix dance.

Thunder building.

"Ok."

Shallow wind frowns: "Thundering the building, what does this mean, Lin Muyu wrote these four words, what is the intention."

Wan Fuchang refining the martyr: "Marshal, will not be the words that humans have derived over the years."

"do not know."

Shallow wind: "Come on, give these four words to the counselor and those wise men. I need to know what Lin Muyu wrote in the end."

"Yes."

Aside, refining the road: "Marshal, we have been around the city like this, it is worse than ... attack the city early, I heard that there are not many defenders in the city, Lin Muyu is just a pretense."

"I know."

In the shallow wind, a fine light is shot, and it is faint: "But Lin Muyu is not a world leader. If it can be used by our protoss, why is it not in the world, and then we are already in the wind in the decisive battle of the unicorn forest. Under the corps, the army has lost a lot of troops, and the force is only half of the original one. It can no longer be forced to attack the city."

"The marshal now means."

"Stuck in the Valley City, forced Lin Muyu to return, in addition, issued a book to Lingnan, ordered Lei Chong with the main force of the Demon to withdraw me, if Lin Muyu did not return us, then let Lei Chong's warhammer smash his head If this person can't be used by our Protoss, then he will be left unacceptable." The shallow wind is full of killing.

"Yes."

"Refining, convening humanity to surrender to our army, and bringing together the people in the province of Cangnan."

"Oh, the intention of the marshal is."

The shallow wind fingers slowly stroked on the map, faintly said: "On this line every five miles to build a simple city pool, hoarding the food that the demon likes to eat, the more the better, since Lin Muyu wants Dragging our northward pace in the Valley City, as he wishes, I will divide the empire's territory into three. The Protoss, the Empire, the Righteousness and the State each have one, step by step, and eventually return to the world. ”

"Yes."

Refining the shackles and clenching his fists, his face passed a trace of hardship, said: "Marshal, the two princesses still have no message, you see... I don't know if the Princess of the Princess will be in the Valley City."

"Not impossible."

The shallow wind looked up and looked at a demon old man on the left hand side. The old man’s neckline was wearing five star-shaped emblems. He was a five-star magician strongman. The shallow wind embraced a fist and smiled: “There are sorrowful sea elders diving into the night. In the Valley City, go and find out if the two of your Highness are in the Valley City. If you are, I will forcibly break the city."

The refining of the sea brows a head, said: "Marshal this is to ask the old man to kill Lin Muyu."

"Do not."

Shallow wind shakes his head: "Lin Muyu's strength far exceeds your expectations, and you can avoid it. It's just that there are very few people in the Demon army who can leap into the city, so it is only annoying to the sea elders to go there. ”

"understood."

The refining station stood up and said: "The old man must not disgrace the mission."

"Well, I wish the elders a success."

......

At night, the entire grain city is in a state of silence.

"brush."

A figure descended from the sky, and several winged people in the air quickly flapped their wings and left, and the shadows floated into the city, their feet on the roof of a pub, and the old man gently covered the cloak to cover his face. Gently landing, mixed in the drunken drunk mercenaries in the city.

Under the light, a five-big three mercenary right hand squatted on the waist of the servant's maid, holding a can of wine on his left hand, his face was full of smiles, said: "Xiao Lingling, you really don't go back to sleep with the uncle."

The maid looks charming: "Next time, today's business is too busy, Grandpa, you go slowly."

"Hah, naughty."

The mercenary had already drunk and drunk, and the palm of his hand was gently patted on the maid's buttocks. Then he walked into the dark alley, and suddenly fell back and fell on an old man. The old man’s body was cold, and the mercenary couldn’t help but clever. The wine also woke up and smiled. “Old man, thank you.”

"You're welcome."

The refining sea smiled faintly: "This adult, I want to ask you something."

"Oh, what?"

"Where is the camp of the Dragon Gall Camp?"

"In the temple in the north of the city."

"Thank you."

"Don't, you wait..." The mercenary grabbed the shoulders of the old man and said, "What are you doing at the Galloping Camp? You are the old man, you are the spies sent by the Mozu."

"Oh, you guessed it..." The refining hand of the refining sea buckled the palm of the mercenary. Before he shouted the pain, a smog of Xuanli swallowed, and the mercenary was covered with frost. The ice became an icicle, and the sea of ​​the sea was gently sent. The mercenary's body immediately turned into a pile of crushed ice and fell into the alley next to the tavern. No one would pay attention.

The refining sea tightened the cloak, and the corner of his mouth was full of cruel smiles. He said to himself: "Lin Muyu, this old man will come to you, this human general who will let the two marshals of the shallow wind and Lei Chong praise the end. How powerful."

......

The gentian camp, deep in the camp, is still empty in the handsome account.

According to the usual practice, Lin Muyu stood outside the account and spit the power of the stars, and Situsen also stood by a serious, and began to practice the stars according to the method taught by Lin Muyu, but the first premise was that the stars entered the body, even though Situ How can Sen's efforts not allow those seemingly scattered stars to enter the body.

"Command, this... This is too difficult, the stars are uncertain, and they are not familiar with them." Situsen was annoyed.

Lin Muyu couldn't help but laugh: "Don't worry, I have been practicing for three years in order to let the stars enter the body. You are still far away. Let's take it slowly. Although it is difficult to get started, once you master the stars, you will understand the power. ""

Stuart nodded and continued to stand there, looking up at the starlight.

......

"brush."

In the wind, a touch of ice fell, it was a sword, and a cold knife wrapped in frost.

"Your mother."

Stuartsen suddenly trembled and hurriedly turned back and forth, and at the same time, the boots were lifted and kicked with the heart of the heart to the wrist of the comer.

However, the speed of the comers was faster, and the long sword shook gently. The master's magical effort easily removed Situsen's heart and twisted, and the spine kicked a foot with Stuart's foot.

"Hey."

Just a blow, Situ Sen, the third-best in heaven, has already turned back and vomited blood, his face pale: "Commander, someone sneak attack, hand it to you, I will pay back."

The refining of the sea just landed, and a coldness came behind him. The golden light was flourishing. It was Lin Muyu’s bare-handed starburst, and it was also the starburst of the gods.

"Hey."

In a hurry, he turned back and blocked the sword, but he was shocked by Lin Muyu’s iron fist.

The blue star shines on a handsome face, and Lin Muyu’s eyes are cold and cold: "Who are you?"

The refining sea sneered aloud: "The grandfather of your Protoss came to take you this dog."

"Don't say the name, then be a nameless ghost."

Lin Muyu's palm was gently grasped in the void, and the starlight was moving. The next moment, the star-studded lotus root appeared in the body, and the blade was unsheathed at the same time. Raising the hand was a sword that slammed into the sea, and the light was split.