All were cut.

After the tent fell down, he saw the young Ningren wearing black iron armor at first sight. There was a torch light in the camp, so he could see that the young Ningren was tall, strong and handsome. The ordinary-looking Ningren standard horizontal knife in his hand happened to fall down slowly.

Tiger-headed armor is General Daning's iron armor.

In an instant, although no one spoke, Qian Feilun suddenly knew who the other party was.

"Meng Chang'an?"

He asked.

Meng Changan just looked at him coldly.

Behind him, one hundred and twenty black-line sword soldiers stood with their swords. The moment the tent fell, they threw all the remaining heads over. A rain of heads started to rain in the sky, and bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

One general, one hundred and twenty personal soldiers.

A killing.

Meng Changan glanced at Qian Feilun: "Did you hurt Fang Baijing?"

Qian Feilun thought about it and General Meng Chang'an should be asking about the Qian Office of the Tingwei Mansion of Ningguo.

"hurt?"

Kurabi Flywheel frowned: "Isn't dead?"

Meng Changan waved his hand and one hundred and twenty personal soldiers retreated neatly.
Chapter completed!