The appearance of Fengmo made Fengdu Nanjing fall into panic.

The White Walkers are coming, how many corpse monsters does it bring this time?

"Sir, how many legions are there this time?"

A general asked nervously. In the moment just now, he could feel that the city wall was trembling and even the city protection formation was activated.

Could it be that the White Walkers prepare for a total attack?

A general with a singular expression was a bit strange and said, "Don't panic, just a White Walker."

Lu Bu's face looked ugly. The demon was coming. This time, there was no corpse monster legion, but he came alone.

What does he want to do?

Lu Bu could feel that Feng Mo seemed to be eyeing him. If he went out now, he would definitely be dismantled. Could Feng Mo care about that ghost?

How is that possible?

Lu Bu shook his head, he felt a little ridiculous, how could the demon care about a ghost?

Lu Bu held the Fang Tian Painted Spear in his hand, looking cold. So what if the White Walkers are terrible? There is a large formation inside the city wall at this moment, and he cannot come.

Unexpectedly, Fengmo pointed at Lu Bu and said, "You, come down to me."

Chu Hao looked surprised. Is this demon standing up for himself? It's completely different from what I imagined.

Lu Bu took a deep breath and said, "Fengmo, do you dare to come to Fengdu's edge, seek death?"

Fengmo looked at Lu Bu indifferently, and he kicked him on the city wall again.

This kick was even more powerful than the previous kick, and the city wall was shaking, and the city-mopping formation was also shaking.

Fengmo said: "Ant, the name of this demon is also what you can call it?"

Lu Bu's face was as hard as consuming a dead fly.

Thinking of him, Lu Bu, when he was alive in the world, he was known as the number one god of war, and it was not bad for him to come to the underworld. As a result, he didn't seem to have any confidence in facing the White Walkers.

Just then.

A figure appeared, unable to see his face clearly, and it seemed that a light was covering it. He was confused. He came with a powerful aura and floated in the air.

"Peng Demon, are you here to die?" the figure said coldly.

Fengmo raised his head and said lightly: "King Qin Guang, don't look arrogant. Do you still remember the scars on your head?"

Originally, Chu Hao, who was behind the demon, suddenly raised his head and stared at the figure in the air with his eyes.

He is King Guang of Qin.

He made his family fragmented, forcibly changed his memory, and added a tragic memory that did not belong to Chu Hao.

All of this was brought to him by King Qin Guang.

Chu Hao stared at the figure in the air, hoping to knock him down and step on his feet.

Before he knew it, Chu Hao accidentally exuded a powerful aura.

This aura originally belonged to a living person, but because of the mask of the painted leather, the terror that only the ghost should have had.

King Qin Guang also noticed that the ghost around Fengmo said lightly: "Fengmo, what do you want to do?"

Fengmo said lightly: "Look soon, this city belongs to me, I just bring you my little brother to see it, my chassis."

King Qin Guang snorted coldly and said, "You want to Fengdu, you are simply dreaming."

Fengmo was very handsome and domineering, and said, "Dream? No, I will make all this your nightmare."

"Walk."

Fengmo turned around and ignored King Qin Guang at all, very domineering.

Fengmo found that Chu Hao did not follow him. He stared at King Qin Guang in mid-air, as if he had some deep hatred.
Chapter completed!