"Where are the envoys of the Tang Dynasty?" A Hanhan, wearing a military general's robe, walked out of the main entrance of the palace with the crowd. His head was almost touching his backbone. He was holding a huge axe that looked very heavy. He waved it a few times and poked it to the ground and made a 'bang' sound: "I am the general Murong Xiaojun, please come to greet him by the king's order."

Murong Xiaojun? Very awesome, is it?

Li Hao tilted his head and looked at Fu Shun with an awkward look on his face.

Fu Shun wished he could find a crack in the ground, and his face was full of unbearable eyes.

However, the Tuyuhun Guards who came out of the palace cheered in unison when they saw this: "General Murong is mighty! mighty!"

He was so mighty. Cheng Chumo, who followed Tiezhu all the way, raised his hand and patted Tiezhu on his shoulder: "Zhuzi, why are you doing this stupidly? The silly man on the opposite side scares Dejian..."

Tiezhu didn't react at first, and he was still watching the fun.

In his opinion, the guy who came out from the opposite side looked better at most, and he never thought that he was showing his strength. He was reminded by Cheng Chumo and immediately woke up.

They separated and came to the front of the team, took off the big knife like the door panel behind them and poked it on the ground. With a 'click', they directly entered the half of the official road in front of the palace gate, and said with a hunched face: "Murong Xiaojun, are you so awesome? "

I'm fucking!

The cheers came to an abrupt end, and the Tuyuhun guards were disgraced.

Murong Xiaojun, who was originally planning to give Li Hao a warning, almost exploded on the spot.

Don’t slap in the face so quickly, right?

I think it would be great to take an axe worth about a hundred pounds, but what was the guy opposite? The door panel? The giant sword? Or the knife?
Chapter completed!