Phoenix Against the World

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Chapter 951: Thousand Miles of Escape [7]

In Xiqiao, the command of the national division is equivalent to everything. Sometimes it is more useful than the emperor's imperial edict. Therefore, when the soldiers of the defending city listen, they immediately encircle them and stop the carriage from moving forward!

Thousands of winter children's eyebrows sank, said: "I can't think she got the news so soon!"

Huang Beiyue raised his hand and opened the curtain. When he looked at the car, the Guoshi sent a lot of people to order, and it seems that all of them are very talented.

"You don't want to come down in the car." Qiandai Donger re-move the black cloth on the face and explain it to them. They walked out of the carriage and stood in the carriage. They said to the people: "They are all me. Guests, I will bring them into the city, and I will explain to Master later!"

"The Lord of the Palace, the Master of the National Teacher has already told me that these people are the targets of the repair and killing of Shura City. If they are hidden, it is equal to the city of Shura. Xiqiao and the Holy Blood Palace do not want to cause trouble. The Lord knows the righteousness, don't intervene in this matter!" The person who ordered it was a bit respectful to the Chiyoda Winter, and there was no special arrogance!

Qiandai Donger said coldly: "So, wouldn't it make me lose faith in people?"

The humanity said: "This, I can't control it, the younger palace, we are just the command of the national teacher, please don't embarrass us."

"Zheng He, don't take Master to suppress me!"

"Don't dare to dare, the younger lord is your honor, and won the trust of the national teacher. This is the glory of the glory. Please cherish it!" The person named Zheng He has something to say, nothing more than let She is careful!

Are the people in Ronghua and the carriages scornful?

The generations of winter children are completely cold, and their eyes are full of murderousness. If these people dare to block the road, she is not afraid to start here, and then they will go to the palace immediately with Huangbeiyue.

Into the palace, the national division has no way to control.

However, these people seem to be prepared, and the National Teacher must have mentioned them before. If she does, these people can also be merciless!

At the time of the crisis, I heard only another hoof from the city, and the horseshoes stepped into the water, causing the water to burst, and the hoof sounded particularly powerful.

Huang Beiyue in the carriage couldn't help but pick a brow. This is probably not the average person!

"Thousands of generations! You are coming back from Beibei, don't come innocent!" The thick and powerful man voice sounded, and when he heard it, he was full of vigor and arrogance!

Hearing this sound, the sound of the condensed water of the Chiyoda winter was a little cheerful, and smiled: "Yu, you haven't seen it for a long time!"

The hooves of the horses are gradual, and the horses on the horses are arrogant, and the handsome man's swords and eyebrows, such as the paint, the deep people, glanced at the people of the Holy Blood Palace, saying: "Where the messengers return to Beijing, why do they block? ?"

Those people seem to be very jealous of this man named 'Yu', dare not let go, very respectful said: "Beitang adults, I am the commander of the national division, to come to block those who were killed in the city of Shura I am afraid that people who have brought disaster to our country!"

The north hall lifted up the deep scorpion and looked at the carriage behind the thousand generations of winter children. After sweeping away, he looked at the thousand generations of winter children. There was a pleading in her eyes. The north hall saw it, and there was no reaction on the face. Then he said: "These are the guests who have returned to the thousand generations, and who are pleased to come back. Who dares to stop?"

A thousand generations of winter children in the heart of a hi, gratefully glanced at the North Hall.