MTL - The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady-Chapter 1981 Finale (22)
Chapter 1981 Finale (22)
The steward Wang still ignored him, but he became more aggressive.
"Uh ... Is the steward Wang not wanting to rest?"
"Why are you so desperate ..."
"It won't be you as emperor ..."
"Working for the anti-Wang Yeyichen, what you mean ... it doesn't have to be so hard, really ..."
"You look at you, young and strong, martial arts high strength, there is a lot of time waiting for you to go to the waves, there is a great time waiting for you to enjoy, it is not worth it to fight here for Ye Yichen ..."
"Brush!" A flute film chopped down fiercely, interrupting Mu Liufeng's chatter, and politely chopped Zhao Mu Liufeng.
Mu Liufeng blinked quickly, and Dizi rubbed his horns across, cutting off a strand of hair in his horns ...
The cynical smile on Mu Liufeng's face converged a little. It seems that the housekeeper Wang was iron-hearted and thought that Ye Yichen was desperately here. Well, then, he will fulfill him.
When Mu Liufeng's wrist was flipped, the sword in his hand automatically rolled up a strong sword spirit, like a wind, and swept away towards the king butler ...
The butler of the king waved his flute to meet the sword gas. He didn't want to. The sword gas went straight through his interception and rushed towards him fiercely. Daokou made him a blood man ...
The steward of the king was too late to be angry, and another sword gas struck, and stabbed him directly on his chest, penetrated his heart, and pierced him back and forth ...
Blood spewed out, but the butler of Wang kept his flute stiff for a moment, plopped, fell to the ground, his eyes widened, his eyes flashed with deep shock and incredible ...
Mu Liufeng took back his sword, and he was leisurely: now, he can take a rest.
...
Everyone looked at Ye Yichen as if to say, "Master Jing, your master who is proficient in all five poisonous poisons is dead ..."
Ye Yichen had an iron complexion, and it didn't matter that the butler was dead. He still had elite soldiers, 200,000 elite soldiers, enough to kill these people in front of him and become king.
You say that there are 250,000 people from the Western Camp and the Southern Camp. They have an advantage over his 200,000 elite soldiers.
Oh, the people in Xiyingying and Nanyingying often live in Beijing and rarely fight, and his elite soldiers are tempered on the battlefield and climbed out of the blood of the dead mountains. The fighting power between them is completely different. on-line.
In addition, he came out of the battlefield with meritorious deeds, and when it comes to marching, none of these people here can reach him. He has the 200,000 elite soldiers under his command, and it will absolutely end the abuse of the Western Camp. , 250,000 elite soldiers in the Nanda camp.
As soon as Ye Yichen's eyes narrowed, he would command his subordinate soldiers, but he saw fierce fighting with the people in Xiyingying and Nanyingying, and his subordinates fell down in large blocks ...
How is this going?
"Nothing happened, it was just inhaling the mist ..." Ye Tianqi was puzzled again.
"Medicine mist? What medicine mist?" Ye Yichen's eyes were deep.
"Just like before, you sprayed a similar spray of medicine on the Xiyingying and Nanyingying soldiers ..." Ye Tianqi said lightly.
Ye Yichen looked carefully, and sure enough, in the hidden corner, more than a dozen people from the Nanning Camp were hidden. In front of each of them, a large incense burner was set up, and a plume of smoke came out of the incense burner. Fanning them, floating into the battlefield, floating in front of His Majesty soldiers, haunting them ...
(End of this chapter)
