The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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The ink ancestors swept the Zhao Dashuai with disdain, and attacked him with a shot.

Poor Zhao Dashuai, how to say that he is the generals who mastered a million soldiers, but in the ink ancestor's slightly raised sleeves gently swept, the whole person is like a hail. The snow white frost covered his whole person, and Zhao Dashuai still maintained the position of begging for mercy, and then he was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Zhao Dashuai’s eyes were very big and he looked at the ink ancestors incredulously.

Has he been frozen like this?

Zhao Dashuai’s pro-brothers were all dumbfounded, and they were all stunned. After the reaction, they all shouted in panic.

"Great coach! What happened to you!"

"Grandma! Come out soon!"

A group of 20 pro-health regiments surrounded Zhao Dashuai, who took a long rifle and cut it toward the thick ice.

However, what makes them desperate is that even if they use all their strength to cut down, there is no trace of cracks in the ice, and their attack power does not work at all.

Before the reaction of these pro-military forces, another violent hail crashed into the sky, and the speed was like a cannonball, dense as heavy rain. These guards were self-contained and hit their heads one by one.

The ice-stricken Zhao Dashui watched the Guards that he once proud of all died, and the facial muscles trembled with anger.

"Ink ancestor, you are a madman! Maniac!!!" Zhao Dashuai wants to yell, but he was blocked by ice, but the voice could not be transmitted.

What he can do, can only watch his million soldiers in an instant, like a mustard, and die without a whole body!

Eastern Jin army.

Mu Zifeng couldn't easily look at the internal injuries. When he just got a wink, he saw an exclamation of excitement from outside.

He got up and strode out.

At this point, the vice-president A and the deputy general B ran with excitement, and the complexion rose red because of the excitement.

"The generals! Great joy! Great joy!" Vice-President A could not speak with excitement.

"What happened in the end?" Mu Zifeng looked condensed and looked seriously at the two powerful players.

"The general, you look over there!" Vice-President B dragged Mu Zifeng excitedly, and pulled him to the hillside in three or two times, pointing to the opposite North Desert Army Camp, shaking with excitement.

Mu Zifeng looked across from his sight.

This look, his face suddenly sluggish.

What exactly is going on? Did God send a special punishment to the Northern Desert Army?

I saw the 20-year-old camp in the north desert, countless hailstones fell, countless soldiers were smashed into patties, and the scene was messy and flustered.

"This, this is..." Mu Zifeng's eyes are stunned and speechless.

"This is retribution! Even God can't get used to the behavior of the North Desert, so let's drop the penalty!" Deputy A excitedly and even punched, almost unable to control himself.

"Where is the penalty, do you want more?" Deputy B pointed to the naked figure in the air, excitedly said, "Look, the hail is made by the strong."

Mu Zifeng said first: "I don't know who this strong man is. Is it our Dongjin people?"

This is not because Muzifeng does not think so. Because the Eastern Jin Dynasty was in trouble and was about to be wiped out by the whole army, the **** man appeared so skillfully that the entire million-strong army was destroyed by one person. It is difficult for the entire continent to find a few people.