The Divine Martial Stars

If even this kind of thing is ignored, what is he doing for military studies? Saving the earth is even more a joke.

Li Mu walked over.

He was about to talk, and at this time, unexpected changes appeared.

From the crowd of the onlookers, six young people with **** temperament were squeezed out and rushed over, and Cai’s mother-in-law was robbed from the hands of the sergeants and protected behind her.

When Li Mu saw it, he did not stand up.

He decided to wait and see what happened to these young people.

"You...who are you? How dare you fight against the Mausoleum? Ah? What are you doing? Ah? Is it against the sky?" The captain of the Sergeant of the Yuanmen, the sergeant of the five sergeants, was furious, one Waving, said: "Sure enough, it is a group of troublemakers. Come here, leave me alone, don't let go."

Immediately behind the tomb door, dozens of sergeants rushed out, and the swords and guns were squirted. The six young people, along with Cai’s grandparents and grandchildren, surrounded the group.

The scene immediately became tense.

The onlookers have also stepped back, for fear of being affected.

"The Mausoleum is doing this kind of hurting thing?" Six young people are not afraid.

For the first person, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the body is thin and gives a sense of strength. Wearing a robes and face with anger, said: "We are killing the enemy on the front line, our loved ones, you are the ones in the back, Is this a humiliation?"

"Well? You are a soldier?" The sergeant of the sergeant Hu was slightly changed.

The thin young man raised his hand and showed a bronze medal in the size of a palm. He yelled: "How about Wu Beichen, the centurion of Jingbian’s new camp? Is there any qualification for teaching this group of shameless dogs? Ah?"

It’s a bit embarrassing to look at the face of the Sergeant Hu.

Jingbianjun is the side army of the Daqin Empire. The compilation is slightly different from that of the provincial government. But in any case, a centurion is equivalent to the six-member military officer in the army. In the official rank, It is much higher than the sergeant who is barely from the guardian army of Jiupin.

"Speak not to be so ugly, brothers, this is also ordered to act," said the chief of the army, Sergeant Hu, with a black face, saying: "This is the rule, no one can destroy..."

"Let you be his mother's stinky dog, who is your brother? You are also a group of scums and Laozis who are brothers and sisters?" The thin young man Wu Beichen yelled: "The old people worked hard to kill the enemy at the border, in order to protect the family. The wife and children are old and young. You guys are on the front line and they are choking the trousers. Do you do this in the rear? Ah?"

"Everyone is an imperial soldier, why bother to say so absolutely."

The side army is just a group of soldiers.

"Hey, do you also have the four words of the Imperial Army?" Among the six young people, some people sneered up and said: "The Mausoleum is just a group of people standing on the edge of the cemetery to eat the dead and the scum of the army." ”

"That is, charging the martyrs who entered the cemetery to worship. Is this the idea that the wicked king wants to come out? Isn't it afraid of breaking the grandson?" Another young armyman asked the geologically, saying: "Which Imperial Law allows you Did this group of ghouls do this?"

"It’s not as good as beasts to beat the martyrs."

The six frontiers were born in Chang'an. This time, they came back to worship their brothers who died on the battlefield. They did not expect to encounter such a thing. How can they not be angry?

"What are you doing? Here is Chang'an City, not the border." The chief of the army, Sergeant Hu, sneered up: "The admission fee, this is the rule made by my family. If you are not satisfied, you will go to my adult if you have the ability."

"What is your adult's intention to damage the Yinde, let him come out." A young man with a side army, the atmosphere is authentic.

The voice has not fallen.

call out!

An arrow, like a lightning bolt, came straight out of the gate of the cemetery and slammed into the throat of the young man who spoke.

The killing machine overflowed.

"Be careful..." Wu Beichen, the centurion, first responded, raising his hand, and the air was stirring, and he shot at the arrow.

Snapped!

At the beginning of the millennium, the arrow was photographed in the middle, slightly tilted, changing the original trajectory, rubbing the young army's cheeks and shooting it, directly rubbing a small **** trace on his face.

Wu Beichen was also numb by the arm of the earthquake, his palm burst and his skin was fleshy.

At this time, a young man like a noble son in his twenties came out from the gate of the garden. He was lazy and careless. He held a bow and arrow in his hand, his face was cold and surprised, and he took a sip and spit. On the ground, faintly said: "Unfortunately, this arrow was blocked, and did not shoot a pig."

"grown ups!"

"Join the adults."

The sergeant Hu Jun, and others, hurriedly and respectfully bowed.

"What do you say?" The soldier on the other side touched the blood trough on his face. The anger was like an irritated tiger. "Who is a pig?"

"Oh, of course, say you, one two three four... six, a total of six pigs," the young man slyly pointed and said: "Why, I said wrong? Six stupid pigs, the generals Do you dare to control things? Lao Tzu has touched your neck and peeled it, throw it into the butcher shop and sell it as pork. I dare not ask anyone. Do you believe it or not?"

"You... are you the ambassador of this mausoleum?" Wu Beichen ran his inner air and suppressed the injury on his palm, indicating that several other brothers were not impulsive. Just now, he felt that this young ginseng, strength Very strong, said: "There can be an imperial law in the eyes of the law? Pressing the genius, private income, and insulting the army, this sin can be a big crime."

"Ah, hahaha, big sin? How big?" The young man laughed exaggeratedly and said: "You six pigs can represent the side army? Oh, here, I am the law, I want to ask, how about? "You," he pointed to the young man whose face was smeared with a blood mark, sneer: "Insulting the imperial aristocracy behind the scenes, according to the law, come and give me."

Before this, the young side army, under the atmosphere, did indeed open a few words.

"And you, you..." Young ginseng will carry the bow in his hand and point to the other two young soldiers. He said: "It’s also open, and the death can’t escape... I won it for me. Here, he deliberately used the provocative and joking tone to look at Wu Beichen and said: "There are three of you, oh, their fellow party, even sitting, haha, grab me, one person digs one eye."

Everyone around, the words are not chilling.

The mind of this young man is really poisoning to the extreme.

Moreover, it is also arrogant and unscrupulous to the extreme.

Nearly one hundred soldiers of the Mausoleum of the Mausoleum came out of the cemetery and surrounded it on all sides.

"No, military man, I don't go in, I don't go to see three children, I am wrong..." After all, Cai’s mother was still kind, and when she saw her own reasons, she would have to see a few young people. Being maimed, he suddenly pleaded on the ground and pleaded, saying: "Grandfather, no, no, no, general, I will leave, let's let go of these guys..."

"Haha, haha, this is the best joke I have ever heard," Young ginseng laughed happily. "Old pig, you think who you are, say a word, lick a few heads, I am going to listen to you, ah hahaha, come, hang up this old pig, and her little granddaughter, cut my neck and let the blood blow..."

Everyone around me is pale.

Too cruel.

This young ginseng, it is too much to do things.

"You are simply lawless, you..." Centurion Wu Beichen’s trepidation, he never thought that his brothers were struggling to kill blood on the border, and in the peaceful environment of guards, there were people so lawless, so Cruelty.

The young sensation was ignored, sitting in the chair that the **** moved over and yawning: "Hands... If there is resistance, kill it."

Nearly a hundred soldiers of the Mausoleum Army, with long guns like Lin, forced them over.

Six young youths of the border army, as well as Cai’s grandparents and grandchildren, are as isolated and helpless as the fish on the chopping board.

The people around them, all of them are also pale, dare to speak.

Especially some hawkers in the vicinity, even shook their heads.

The young general of the Mausoleum was the emperor and aristocrat who came from Qincheng last year. It is said that the background is very great. Even the prefects and adults must give a little face, but the means are cruel and the mind is malicious. I have not known this year. How many people have been harmed, it is a wrath of the sky, but unfortunately no one can manage him.

Seeing this, Li Mu shook his head.

"It’s too long to cover up, how hard it is to mourn the people..."

He thought of this poem, just like the most authentic portrayal of Cai and his grandparents.

Two hundred years after the resurgence of the Xiqin Empire, it has now begun to faintly reveal a decadent taste.

Li Mu came out of the crowd.

He raised his hand and shot it on a sergeant of the Mausoleum, and the strange power poured out.

Just as the soldier screamed and slammed to the side, then the nearly 100 sergeants, one after another, fell back and fell down like a domino, one connected, one in the blink of an eye, almost all When I fell down, I was amazed and slanted.

The encirclement was broken in an instant.

Such accidental changes suddenly caught the attention of countless people.

"You just said, here is the law?" Li Muyun was light and windy. He took a few steps forward and looked at the young army. He said: "I think you may be wrong."

The young man leaned on the chair and looked at the soldier who was rolling the gourd. His face changed slightly, and he immediately looked at Li Mu. He glanced up and down and repeated and lazily shouted: "Hey, he ran out again and was not afraid of death." , little guy, are you the green onion, dare to take care of me? Where did the general say wrong?"

Li Mudao: "I feel that today, here, I am the law."