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Chapter 1049, I have no wrong country, can there be warriors?

"Irregular junior, let me down!"

The enthusiastic Eastern Europeans saw Qin Kun carrying an old man out of the hotel and hurriedly called the police. But after following Qin Kun across a corner, they found that they were missing.

Wuwang Country.

The cold breath swelled up to him. When he returned to this place, Qin Kun saw an old man riding a bear in the distance and slowly rushing over.

"Huh? Did you eat it?" The old man riding the bear was the old master Harisiti.

"Eat it, uncle." Qin Kun replied.

The old master laughed foolishly and said, "Forget it, I can't hear it, I'm going to have breakfast!"

As each man and a bear walked out of the Mirage Realm, the neighbors did not struggle anymore.

"Harrisiti? This guy isn't dead yet?"

Zuo Jinchen was put down by Qin Kun and asked curiously.

Qin Kun shrugged: "I'm not very familiar with him, I'm seeing him for the second time."

There was a familiar feeling around him, and Zuo Jinchen seemed to enjoy it. He recalled: "Before, Yang Shen gave him a karma mark. I didn't understand at first, but now I find that Yang Shen is right. We can't guard the vast China. This is a good guy. He used to be good at acting, but now he is so old."

old?

Uncle, you are a hundred years old and you still have the intention to say that others are old.

Seeing Zuo Jinchen dressed as a European scholar, Qin Kun was speechless, and the car was still parked here. Everyone got in and returned to the snow village in Tianshan.

After more than a day, the snow village in Tianshan Mountain has become a lot of chaos.

I heard that the lich came to pull the village because I heard that the European exorcists did not intend to help, so I was a little anxious. The village gate was broken, the ground was messy, and the mountaintops even collapsed on a large scale. Several people who pulled the village did not melt the bones.

In the Xuezhai, when Qin Kun came back, Ying Fengyao, Tianhu Mountain Yuanjing, Feishui Mountain Zhao Wumian, Caotou Village Hei Sangu was in the meeting hall, and there were also injured Cui Honghu, Zou Jingfeng, Han Yao, Fohai, Wanrenlang, and Chai Ziyue.

Everyone had different degrees of color hangings. In the conference hall, a golden old zombie said viciously: "A bunch of barbarians will not keep their promises! I will kill their clan tonight!!!"

The dust fell down, and the roaring zombies were quite angry.

The two counties were agreed to fight each other on the battlefield, but the other party was surprised and went straight to the clan.

When Qin Kun entered, the conference hall was silent. Seeing that Du Qinghan was not qualified to sit, Qin Kun came over curiously.

"What's going on?"

Du Qinghan whispered: "The Queen of Tianshan was dismembered, and the Pluto of Fire State was killed."

Wang Qian, Chu Qianxun and others looked at each other.

this……

Is this a bit exaggerated?

The Queen of Tianshan Mountain and the King of Fire Predator are both leaders of one mountain and they were killed directly?

The Queen of Tianshan is extremely powerful and is wise as a fool. The King of Fire State is one without bone transformation. Although the two old zombies dare not say that they are invincible, they will not be killed overnight!

The angry old zombie is called Kan Fuyou, the old zombie in Zhenshan in Mingcheng, Huozhou, who is not in charge of the matter, but the junior leader is slaughtered, which makes him furious.

"Wan Haitong, why are your people okay?!"

Kan Fuyou suddenly launched an attack and grabbed the monk next to him.

Bailong Temple, the monk Wujie!

The leader of the Blood Cutoff Cult, the former leader of the Immortal Mountain, Wan Haitong.

Wan Haitong was re-engraved into a blood-blocking zombie, and his strength dropped sharply. Kan Fuyou lifted it up with one hand and grabbed his neck. Bai Chuang behind him, Tian Jin suddenly rushed forward: "Bold, let go!"

Bai Chuan's five fingers became claws, his tendons were tight, and his body was as hot as burnt. His five fingers were inserted into Kan Fuyou's body.

Free from the fire tendons!

Tian Jin's chest bulged, and a roar of soul-breaking wind squirted out, and the sound waves pierced Kan Fuyou's mind.

"This move is very similar to a gun or a stick..."

Qin Kun looked at the close minister.

The group of them came last. Qin Kun was muttering outside the crowd, and Zuo Jinchen sneered: "The general meaning is that this is the corpse tune. The evil words of the corpse tune spoken by the corpse driver are this kind of sound waves. But this kind of vain attempt is comparable to my spear-stick words? You overestimate him."

Bai Chuang and Tian Jin's offensive was taken over by Kan Fuyou, and Kan Fuyou sneered: "There are levels that do not transform bones. You are the same as you, but you dare to call yourself Jiao Gong?"

Kan Fuyou kicked Bai Chuang out of the village building with one foot, then hit Tian Jin's chin with his elbow, stopping the sound.

The two zombies fell to one side, and Kan Fuyou was still pinching Wan Haitong's neck, but found that his body could not move anymore. His fingers and body were wrapped in black lines.

In the Mount of Immortality, Wei Tianliang is here.

"What's wrong? It makes Lord Kan so angry?"

Wei Tianliang, the old zombie, looked at Kan Fuyou with a smile, and the black stockings on his body were wrapped around the other party's arms. The black stockings on his granddaughter Wei Xiaocao were also wrapped around the other party, stopping Kan Fuyou's movements.

The black silk was tight, and countless black threads like hair seemed to be pulled at all. Kan Fuyou's expression was heavy. Monk Bujie pried open his hand and said lightly: "Kan Fuyou, do you think I am a monk who has entered a monk and has been trained again. I think I am a monk who is bullied? Seventy years ago, did you dare to talk to me like this?"

Kan Fuyou sneered: "Even seventy years ago, I'm not inferior to you. Now, I'll give me a reasonable explanation. Last night, the group of Western barbarians set up camp, why are the people from the mountain not dead? "

Monk Bujie smiled and said, "I didn't meet you. Last night, I returned to the country of death. Several old friends welcomed me and were not in the snow village. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Kan Fuyou's black silk loosened, and he secretly said: "Wan Haitong, you are very scheming. This time, if you die, the King of Xuezhai and King of Huozhou, you will have a trend of becoming bigger if you don't die. Are you thinking about getting a share of the pie in the war, right?"

Monk Bujie glanced at the other party indifferently and sneered: "Old Kan, your vision is as small as you have been around for hundreds of years. I have been allowed to walk in the world of the world. Do you still care about the territory of Wuwang Country?"

A certificate was brought out by the monk Rururu Rururuo's treasure.

This is the pardon given to him by Ge Zhan.

Monk Bujie laughed loudly, his laughter was desolate: "I didn't expect that I would have a day to return to freedom. How about it, are you envious?"

Pass in the world.

In the entire Immortal Mountain, and even the entire Wuwang Kingdom, only two zombies were granted pardons.

"Tiyou Tiangong" Wei Tianliang and the monk Wan Haitong.

This is a signal that the human being accepts them in the face of the world. Although it is nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, it is extremely precious to a zombie.

Wei Tianliang was suppressed at the bottom of Kanas Lake for decades and was pardoned by the old master Harisiti.

Monk Bujie was banned from Bailong Temple for decades and was pardoned by Ge Zhan.

In their eyes, aiding the country without falsehood is just a matter of affection and there will be no excessive greed.

Kan Fu fell silent, and Monk Bujie ignored him again and said to everyone: "What Kan said just now is right. These lichs do not keep their promises, so there is no need to tell them any reason. Tonight, kill their clan and avenge the Queen of Snow Mountain and the Pluto of Fire."

"I have no country, can there be warriors?"

The sound is not loud, but it is like thunder, spreading all over the world.

Under the snow village in Tianshan Mountain, every zombie heard the words of Monk Bujie.

This is also a corpse tune! A strange sound wave.
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