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Chapter 3243: The Legend of the City

The soldier looked at Han Sanqian, then at the old man beside him, and said with a smile: "Isn't this the one who came from Moyun Ghost City?"

"Are you coming from Moyun Ghost City?" the sergeant also glanced at the crowd and asked suspiciously.

"Tell our team leader what happened in your Demon Cloud Ghost City."

"Yes." The leading old man called Lao Ju, and answered in response: "There is a god who first killed the jade-faced Shura, and then killed the Ghost Lord of the Ghost City, and destroyed the Demon Cloud Ghost City. Now, the Demon Cloud Ghost City has been officially declared to be a slave to the devil.

The land of our clan disappeared, and we, the imprisoned slaves, were given a lot of money and set free."

When talking about this, Lao Ju seemed extremely excited. He had spent almost half of his cruel and dark life in Moyun Ghost City, and every year's lottery was filled with trepidation.

Nowadays, people are old and no longer afraid of the lottery. They are waiting to die, but they suddenly get free. This kind of excitement of being extremely desperate and suddenly seeing hope is obviously not something ordinary people can understand.

"Is this really true?" The guard frowned, obviously in disbelief.

Although the soldier had already talked too much just now, he didn't take it to heart. After all, the conflict between the two sides broke out some time ago in the Moyun Ghost City. Although the two sides won a big victory in the war, they still had to participate in that war.

Everyone understands.

Moyun Ghost City is always Moyun Ghost City. Even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though they were defeated miserably, they still caused great impact and damage to the city.

Now, the city lord is having a headache for the next war, and is even arranging for the city to prepare for a long-term war of attrition. However, little did he know that suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, the Demon Cloud Ghost City of Nuo Da suddenly disappeared.

"Sir, how dare we deceive you? Besides, you also know that people are not allowed in or out of this Demon Cloud Ghost City. Now, don't you find it strange that a large number of people are leaving the city?" Lao Juyi

He said, and the old men next to him also smiled and nodded.

Seeing a group of old men acting like this, the guard somewhat believed it, and this was also a fact.

"Just now that you were not here, we also put in a lot of guards from Moyun Ghost City. Most of them washed their hands in gold basins. In fact, at first we were worried that they were disguised spies. However, these people did not bring weapons, and they were also wearing armor.

I also took them all off, and I looked like an amateur."

After saying that, the soldier pointed to the side next to the city gate, where there was a pile of weapons and armor. It seemed that the Demon Cloud Ghost City was destroyed, and it seemed that it was really iron-like.

fact.

"It was really destroyed!" The guard began to accept this fact, because looking into the distance, the symbolic black clouds of Moyun Ghost City were no longer visible.

However, although he accepted this fact, he was still shocked in his heart: "If this is really the case, then who is it that has such strength?"

"That Ghost Lord is immortal. How many warriors should have been killed by him in the last conflict." Thinking about the last battle, even though he did not fight against the Ghost Lord, the guard still felt conscious every time he thought about it.

Extremely terrifying.

However, just when he was surprised, the soldier next to him gently touched him with his hand and reminded him that it was time to let him go. There was a long queue behind him.

The sergeant woke up and smiled: "I really want to see this great god. It's like reaching the sky. Someone, please turn on the switch and let them in."

How did he know that the great god he was looking forward to was standing in front of him at this moment, ignored and ignored by him, and then he waved his big hand and let him into the city.

With a smile on his face, Han Sanqian followed the old men and the crowd slowly into the city without any ostentation.

At almost the same time, in a tent on the other side, violent sounds were heard.

Some people are almost going crazy...


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