This Sword Repair Is A Bit Fierce

The black-robed people constantly weigh the pros and cons in their hearts.

Of course, the above thoughts are just the worst plan.

In fact, in his heart, he was not sure whether Thirteen dared to do it on himself.

But if you are thirteen, you will definitely do it.

It's just a bit of trouble then, just fake a Death scene to get him out!

They have been on the verge of life and death for a long time, and they are naturally familiar with this method.

Thinking of this, the black robe talent looked at Thirteen slightly: "Since you have planned this plan for a long time, I won't intervene. You just let it go!"

Listening to the words of the black-robed man, it seems that he didn't intend to compete with him for command this time.

At this time, the thirteenth congress felt a little relaxed.

Although he planned to kill the monster, it was only a bad move.

In case the own enemy finds any clues, he will be charged with a crime of harming his superiors.

He has absolutely no good fruit!

"But... I have a request!"

Thirteen looked at the black-robed man who had a turn of the conversation, and after thinking about it, he nodded and said: "My lord, please speak."

The black-robed man opened his monster-like mouth and said: "I want all the flesh and blood on the battlefield, all the..."

Thirteen heard this secretly nodded, this request can be accepted by myself.

Anyway, the battlefield will definitely kill people, but it's just that some people have to be sent to collect it for him, which is nothing.

Although in the own plan, three strategic weapons all attacked Quancheng.

Then all the troops pressed on and delivered the final blow to the heavily damaged Quancheng. At that time, the troops were indeed short of manpower.

But in order to appease the black robe, this loss is still acceptable.

Otherwise, if he is determined to fight against himself.

Thirteen don't want to be stabbed in the back by this monster!

"That's natural, sir, I will separate a batch of troops for you to use and clean the battlefield for you."

Looking at Giving face's thirteen, the black-robed man is now considered to be under the fence, so it is hard to say what it is.

"I need to rest, you can withdraw."

"When the weapon is deciphered, call me and I will personally hold the battle!"

Thirteen lowered his head slightly, and seemed to have restored the look of respectful subordinates just now: "Okay."

After leaving the camp, thirteen years of subordinates who saw him come back safely knew that the matter was settled.

They don't need to meet each other anymore, this seems to be the best result.

Thirteen raised his head and smiled slightly.

Now all the scientists in the dark nest are rushing to crack the strategic weapons.

It may not take long to decipher it if we gather all the power.

And at that time.

It was when I pointed my sword at Quancheng and became famous in World War I!

...

Near Spring City.

At this time, Liang Ya was looking at the beating watch in her hand, and pointed to the blue area exactly.

The time has come, and the final stage of the chance of destruction has entered the final countdown.

She immediately waved her hand, intending to make a return plan immediately.

All the soldiers behind Liang Ya immediately entered a state of alert.

Ready...to go to town!

......

At night, it's late at night.

However, in the small courtyard of Zhenyaocheng, none of them seemed to fall asleep.

Except that Huang Huang was in her private room, she didn't know what she was doing.

Fang Ziqing's three people are currently worried, their faces are full of sorrow, and each has its own troubles.

Fang Ziqing, who went to bed early but kept tossing and turning, still didn't close his eyes.

He seems to be very unlucky today, and it seems that the gap between him and Gu Wan has made him not even in the mood for cultivation.

Even now, it is difficult for him to mention any interest in other things.

And just now.

Guo Tiantian's mood in the other room is even more complicated.

She was lying on the bed motionless, just clutching the super coin tightly in her hand, biting her lip, not knowing what she was thinking.

Only Gu Wan, dangling his head down this night.

Then she slowly walked out of the own room and headed towards Fang Ziqing's room.

The moon is exceptionally bright tonight.

Gu Wan lowered his head but seemed to be wandering, looking like this, it seemed that he had entered the previous state of delusion.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"

Suddenly Fang Ziqing heard someone knocking on the door of own house.

And every time that person's percussion strength was different, it sounded very weird.

His heart sank suddenly.

There are only a few people in this house plus Huang Huang. Who can come in?

It is already midnight.

Even if the two of them don't have today's affairs, they won't come to find themselves in the middle of the night, right?

Who else can there be?

Fang Ziqing checked again, the dagger hidden under the pillow was slightly at ease.

If he didn't need to prepare these things before, it would not be enough for him to hit with a hand if a hairy thief came to the door.

But at this time Fang Ziqing's injuries were very serious.

Although hiding weapons may not be useful, it is better to be prepared than not!

Fangzi moved his legs slowly, and then walked towards the door.

At the same time, listening to the increasing knock on the door was slightly puzzled.

If it was an assassin or a thief, who would knock on the door so blatantly, and the more he knocks, the louder it was.

What's more, is there something wrong with the knocker?

The strength of your subordinates will be lighter and heavier for a while, are you drunk?

When Fang Ziqing reached the door, he just reached out his left hand to open the door when he heard a bang.

The door of the room opened, and Fang Ziqing stepped back subconsciously.

Then I saw a woman with disheveled hair standing in front of the door.

Fang Ziqing took a breath, and his body tightened.

In the middle of the night, this is the rhythm of scaring people to death.

If it weren’t for the moonlight, I could see that the woman covering her face was Gu Wan,

He was sure that next, he would kick her down and send her on the road.

After Fang Ziqing saw that the door of her house was forcibly opened by Gu Wan, she stood there rigidly and motionless.

He stepped forward slightly, and then unnaturally said: "You, why are you here?"

It seemed that after hearing Fang Ziqing's voice, Gu Wan finally moved her body.

Fang Ziqing pursed his mouth slightly, then wanted to turn around

"Why run to me in the middle of the night, and..."

Fang Ziqing still feels that the relationship between the two is a bit awkward.

Before something was clearly stated, the two did not know what to say when they met.

But Gu Wan's next sentence almost didn't scare him to death.

I originally thought that Gu Yemen must be angry with him, and would not give a good look no matter how bad he was.

But who knows that Gu Wan suddenly stretched out both hands and said to Fangzi Qingnai.

"Hug...hug, hug!"

Fang Ziqing's eyes widened suddenly, and the original movement to turn around directly froze in place.

He turned to half of his painful neck, and he didn't even notice it at this time.

This this this....

This is... Gu Wan?

Fang Ziqing lowered her head cautiously, wanting to use the moonlight to see the face under her hair clearly.

But Gu Wan's hair is long and dense, how could he see clearly at this time?

Fang Ziqing was a little absent, even slightly flushed on his face.

Hug is okay, my husband...cough cough cough.

Fang Ziqing took a breath, then tried to restrain his own emotions, pretending to be relaxed.

"What nonsense, husband or something..."

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