Warlord of Chaos

"Do you still have to practice?" Senniel asked.

"Even today, I should have made a mistake in what place." Han Jin frowned. "Before I figure it out, practice... I can't get any effect."

"Actually, I can still hold on for a while." Seeing Han Jin did not want to practice again, the Mo Xinke was finally relieved, but he added a sentence to add a sentence to show his body's strength and tenacity.

"Oh? That..." Han Jin’s look was a little active.

"I think we should go back to dinner first!" Mo Xinke hurriedly loudly, he could not wait to slap himself: "Everyone is hungry, isn't it?"

"I am not hungry." Sasio smirked: "It's still important! Raphael, what do you think is wrong?"

"Mom, I can see it, it is your worst!" Mo Xinke angered.

"Don't make a noise, what is there?" Xiannier suddenly interrupted.

Everyone looked down at Sunnier’s gaze. There is a black line that is coming from afar. It is faint to see dozens of flags fluttering in the wind. Obviously, it’s not a caravan, but a lot of people. The regular army, judging from the direction, they are most likely to come from the northern city of Beit League.

"Army?" Moxenko frowned.

"It's an army that smells the smell." Han Jin smiled.

"What do you mean? What do you mean?" Xiannier asked.

“Before, Bayer League always offered verbal protests, but never put them into action. Why? Because they didn’t want to join the melee.” Han Jin paused: “Now... I guess Black Crow City and Holy Crown City have already It’s a win, so the people of the Bayer League can’t help but shoot.”

Sunil looked at Han Jin deeply. Whether Han Jin’s analysis is right or wrong, he can make such a guess and can prove something.

"Then, do you think that the army of the Bayer League can take advantage of it?"

"I don't understand these things, but I know that the sword is not going to be rusted." Han Jin smiled: "How long has Bayer League not participated in the war?"

"This is not the most important thing?" Siniel said slowly.

"If it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Han Jin smiled. "Zaguned in Black Crow City is so hateful. Is there a lot of people who want to kill him? But, Zaguned I have been living very well. I have lived to this day in other people’s hatred, hostility, fear, and hatred. This is a very rare skill! And he continues to kill and continue to rob, why? I don’t think anyone can Denying that Zagunede must have an extremely elite army in his hands!"

"The army of the Black Crow City...is really terrible." Chanel's face was a little pale, apparently remembering the days of the former wars.

"Right, Xiannier, I remember when you met you for the first time, you were surrounded by a group of black crows." Han Jin paused: "You...will not go to their army." What?"

"I am going to find a friend." Xiannier sighed.

"Friends?" Han Jin’s glimpse, isn’t that Zaguned’s men are a group of wicked people? How is Xiannier still having friends there?

"It’s not a few words to make it clear, let me tell you later." Xiannier whispered.

"Okay." Seeing Nancy does not want to say that Han Jin did not ask.

***

At dusk, a military-funded unit was stationed near the small village. However, they did not harass the residents of the village. They set up the camp in the wilderness on the other side of the avenue. Sunil and Moshinko were in the camp. After observing for a long time on the mountain, it was confirmed that the army did not harass the farm, and then it was evacuated to the village.

Can't blame them for being too suspicious. In the eyes of the farmers, they are all very rich people. For example, buying some wheat, mountain goods, etc. from the farmers, Xiannier and others are very generous, one is not Willing to compete with poor farmers, and because the equivalent exchanges they carry are mostly gold coins, they can only use gold coins to swear.

In case the soldiers know that there is a group of rich people living in the village, they are in trouble. Escape from one city to another, maybe their skills have not increased much, but they have firmly remembered what is sinister!

Han Jin squats back and forth in the room, how can he not understand why the gods will make people lose their senses? This should not be! Fu Wei is certainly not wrong, and the mind can't be wrong. Master's original three-volume Taoist dynasty, he has already turned over, and he has also used God to play, except for a little fatigue, there is nothing else. The negative consequences, is it... the reason why the two worlds are different?

Han Jin is so painstaking and painstaking to study God's play, because in the overall strength of the team, God's play will have an extremely important impact! Although God's play is just a very simple way, compared to the ‘fural’ magic that Sasou admires, the two are not at all a level!

Rage can only improve the power of human beings, paralyze the nerves, and can make human emotions sink into violent temperament.

And God's spelling is not only the strength, but also the insight into the eyesight, the speed of advancement and retreat. A qualified operator can produce a bell-like, iron-shirt like after using the gods. The defensive power, the folks passed the guns and guns, not all of them are empty-mouthed.

The most important thing is that the energy consumed to make a sacred spell is almost the same as the consumption of the sacred **** curse. The cost is very small, but the profit is great.

If Xiannier and others can use God's play, what is this concept? Sasou rushed into the enemy group with a tough attitude. He saw his magic wand flying up and down, hovering around, and the enemy was dying and dying...

The strength of Xiannier will also multiply. If she is given a big enough bow, she can even shoot the big logs as arrows.

As for the Moxin Branch, not to mention, Han Jin dared to guarantee that Mo Xinke would definitely like that feeling.

However, all of this has a premise to solve the problem of losing reason. Han Jin thought while walking, and forgot the sky. I didn't know how long it took. He suddenly heard a soft bang from outside. At this moment, he stood at the door and pushed the door open.

The first thing Han Jin saw was a pair of beast-like eyes filled with despair and hatred, and then a cold light went straight to his throat.