Then I glanced at Feng Wu: "It's all back to the house. Your unicorn armor is not tired? Hurry up and look at the panic."
Feng Wu hummed twice: "You haven't."
Hu Yan's ancestor: "I will be rare?"
Feng Wu: "You didn't have it anyway. The Master Linghu sent."
Hu Yan's ancestors patted Feng Dance's head: "You girl, hurry up, take the arm, finish talking, and rush back."
Hearing the dialogue between the acquaintance between them, the brain was a little circled.
When, this little girl in his family ... Can you talk to a big man like the Beishan Beidou like Hu Yan's ancestor? And it looks familiar to it? Also want to make Master Hu ... Send her this Kirin armor?
Just when the wind was south, Feng Wu had continued to pick up his arm and hit a beautiful bow.
"Father Yi, you have to pay attention to this hand next. You can move messy before recovery, otherwise this hand is not good, and it will affect you with a sword." Feng Wu boarded his face
The instructions.
The wind to the south nodded.
At this time, Feng Wu was already clean, and he looked back at the ancestor of Hu Yan.
"So what did you say to you alone just now?"
Feng Wu is so simple, go straight in a single knife.
Marshal Feng Da took a breath.
Feng Wu wondered to look at him at a glance: "Don't you want to know?"
Marshal Feng, of course, wants to know, but is it possible?
You know, it is the secret of Bei Yan and Dongsang Kingdom. The Junwu Empire and Bei Yan Kingdom have no strong friendship ...
Who knows, Hu Yan's ancestors waved their hands: "Little girl wants to know, what is it difficult to say this?"
Marshal Feng: "..."
Hu Yanzu said directly: "The little marshal speaks directly. He said that the East Sang Kingdom wanted to fight the Junwu Empire because of the order of the Dasan Dynasty.
After pause, Hu Yan's ancestors became more and more serious, and said again: "Not only do you die, but you look at it if you want to flow into the river."
"Why?" Feng Wu didn't understand: "Why do the Dasan dynasty do this? Why do they want the blood of the Junwu Empire?
Hu Yan's ancestor shook his head: "I don't know."
Feng Wuqi's pinch fists: "It's too bullying!"
The ancestor of Hu Yan glanced at Feng Wu, and said slowly: "The land area of the Dasan dynasty ... hundreds of times larger than our Kyushu mainland. From the probability, they are more than hundreds of generations than our mainland.
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"After all, how many years we have appeared in our mainland, and the Emperor Dan Emperor existed since ancient times. So it is a hundred times more estimated."
"Such a behemoth wants the Junwu Empire to die ..." Hu Yan's ancestor felt a headache: "Would you ... girl, do you turn to Beiyan?"
Feng Wu glanced at the ancestor of Hu Yan.
Hu Yan's ancestor is suffering, and he knows that this girl will not be willing.
"I want to know, why is it ..."
Feng Wu touched his chin, walked around in the room, and fell into deep thinking.
Hu Yan's ancestor looked at such a phoenix, and his eyes showed a gratifying color.
If you change to others, you know that the behemoths like the Dasan dynasty are going to destroy the Junwu Empire. They are afraid to scare to death. Either running or kneeling, but their little girls are not. She is trying to solve this problem.