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Chapter 637: Frontier Storm 1

"Too much!"

Following the sound of a broken wine glass, the deputy general Ju Jie shouted angrily. He slapped the desk in front of Mu Yang, gritted his teeth and forced out his words: "Mu Shuai, we are against it."



He has been with Mu Yang for more than ten years. At this time, his anger is definitely no less than Mu Yang's.

Mu Yang gritted his teeth, turned a deaf ear to Ju Jie's words like thunder, staring at the servant who was kicked to the ground by him: "Are you sure what you said is true?"

This sentence is now the third time he asked. Although he knew the answer was the same, he still didn't give up after all.

The servant got up and kowtowed heavily on the ground: "Marson, I was born to my family in the mansion. Even if I borrowed ten thousand courages, I would not dare to say anything! The old lady, the wife and the son were sent by the court.

People killed”

He said a word, Mu Yang clenched his teeth, and the veins on his cheeks kept bouncing: "How do you know?"

"I was cleaning the mud under the well at the time," the servant kowtowed a few times, then threw himself on the ground and snorted: "I heard it clearly at that time that it was King Zhen who personally led the garrison troops in the capital and was ordered by the order.

Going"

Mu Yang's gloomy face, his fingers clenched into fists, without saying a word

He can't say it anymore

Ju Jie knelt on one knee on the ground and clasped his fists with both hands: "Mu Shuai, we are backward."

"Reverse?"

A cold snorted from outside the tent: "I wonder what you want to rebel against? Is it the court?"

Mu Yang's eyes suddenly looked at the curtain of the tent, gritted his teeth and said, "Who is coming?"

"Marson Mu," a man turned out from the door, looked at Mu Yang with his eyebrows and smiled, and raised the bright yellow scroll in his hand: "Seeing this, I think you should understand what kind of person I am?"

Ju Jie glared at his eyes, reached out and pulled out the sword he wore around his waist with a squeak: "Good here, we are just looking for someone to sacrifice the flag like you."


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