When Hutus saw Lin Dong going to escape, his eyebrows stood up and said, "No courage! I really don't know why your Emperor of Dongyue Kingdom asked you to reorganize the ace army left by the Holy King back then. If you want to go, I won't keep you."

Lin Dong felt very depressed. He didn't care at all, such as dukes or generals. He was an ordinary person and wanted to live a peaceful and peaceful life, but fate seemed to be unable to get along with him, pushing Lin Dong to the forefront again and again.

At this time, the little fat Jiao Yang woke up from the exhausted state. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. Obviously, the dream just now was not a beautiful dream of birds singing and flowers.

He lowered his head and looked at the pool of yellow liquid under his butt.

"Xiao Pang, what did you dream of?" Lin Dong asked.

Jiao Yang heard Lin Dong asking himself, and shivered suddenly.

He said in a trembling voice: "Die, all dead."

"What died?"

"I dreamed that these weird people killed into Shazhou City. They bite people when they see them, killed people when they see them, and were full of fire and blood everywhere. Grandpa died, sister died, everyone in the village was dead, and everyone in Shazhou City was dead."

"All dead...all dead..."
Chapter completed!