The God of Death looked at the army in the direction of the Imperial Capital, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips: "Luo Yusi is about to attack the Imperial Capital, and Ao Po still refuses to retreat."
Dongfang Xing said calmly: "Aopo will not abandon the emperor without caring about him. I think he must have a back-up plan."
"It is indeed difficult for a conceited man like him to make decisions at this time." He went to attack the zombie camp with great fanfare and returned without a fight, losing face. But if he did not withdraw his troops and the imperial capital was captured by Lochus, it would become a joke to the world.
, it is actually easy to make a choice when weighing the importance, but he is too face-conscious and cannot tolerate the slightest flaw.
Dongfang Xing said calmly: "The person who wants to kill Ao Bing the most right now is Long Qiao. Before this farce comes to an end, you must protect Ao Bing and don't let anything happen to her."
"Do you care about her life or death?" Death raised his eyebrows.
Dongfang Xing sneered disdainfully: "Do you think I care about her life or death?"
Death understood: "It's what my sister-in-law meant."
Dongfang Xing did not deny it, and said frankly: "She already feels guilty for using Ao Bing, and we can't let anything happen to her again."
He couldn't see her being unhappy at all.
The God of Death squinted at him: "King, you have really changed."
He replied calmly: "People always change, and you will understand it when you find the other half of your life."
The God of Death curled his lips with a hint of mockery: "Woman, let's forget it."
Dongfang Xing folded his hands and squinted at the distant sky: "Life is not over yet, so don't be so sure, everything is possible."
Five hundred years ago, it was she who caused him to become a zombie, but five hundred years later, they miraculously met again in this apocalyptic world. Their fate was incredible.
"Absolutely impossible." Death said firmly, asking him to be led by a little woman, what a joke.
Dongfang Xing said confidently: "I'm waiting to see your joke."
Since his peach blossom appeared, the zombie camp has been full of peach blossoms. Can he escape?
The God of Death shrugged and disagreed. He was used to being a loner and he never needed extra people around him, especially troublesome women.
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Imperial Military Camp.
Shen Tiao looked at the calm and composed Ao Po, with an anxious expression on his face.
"King, Luo Yusi's heavy machinery army has arrived at the city. If we don't withdraw our troops, the imperial capital will be in danger."
Ao Po's handsome face was calm and he stared at him with cold eyes: "Do you really want to keep the imperial capital, or is it just because Ao Bing is in the hands of the zombie camp?"
Shen Liao's breathing was stagnant, her face was gloomy, and her eyes were even more melancholy.
No matter who is really Ao Bing, one is the wife of the Corpse King and the other is the wife of Luo Yusi.
He has no chance.
He took a deep breath: "Now is not the time to be emotional. We should focus on the overall situation."
Ao Po snorted coldly: "I thought you only had Ao Bing in your heart."
Shen Tiao stretched out her hand to cover her throbbing heart and said sadly: "Now the only thing in my heart is the imperial capital."
Ao Po's face was cold, not angry but powerful: "Remember what you said tonight."
"I will definitely remember it." Aobing no longer belongs to him, he should give up.
He is the chief of staff of the Imperial Capital and cannot remain depressed. He wants to defend the Imperial Capital and fight only for the Imperial Capital.
One by one one by one
As the sky in the east turns white, the earth welcomes a new day.
The warm light of the morning sun shines on every corner of the earth.
As soon as the genius dawned, Xiahou Huan'er was already up.
