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"Whether General Zhen Guo can die, all Jinjiawu Emperors will not die in vain. This general will report the news to His Majesty. Your Majesty will definitely seek justice for us!"

The first thousand and 120 three chapters back to Zhongzhou

Wang Xiaojian's plausible words and awe-inspiring righteousness made all the soldiers of the Moro National Army who originally wanted to go into the mountains as bandits feel ashamed.

Zhenbei General Bao An, with a blushing old face, said: "Well, General Bian, now, I will go to rectify the soldiers and horses. You stay here and wait for a while."

"Ok!"

Wang Xiaojian nodded, looked at Zhenbei General Bao An, and led the surrounding generals down.

This time, when they came to look for the Holy Flame of Heaven and Earth, the Moluo Kingdom sent a total of [-] troops, nearly a hundred Martial Emperors, more than ten Martial Emperors, and two masters.

However, when it returned, there were only less than 3 remnants of the defeated army.

Not only the entire army of the Martial Kings was wiped out, even the Martial Kings were not much left.

However, for those who can return, it is good to be alive.

After the fire, the Morro National Army was exhausted.

But now there is hope, and there is more strength in their bodies.

Under the order of Zhenbei General Bao An, one general led a quick array of less than [-] Moro national troops.

At this time, Hongluan and Luluo stood in front of Wang Xiaojian, tears streaming down their beautiful faces.

Although Wang Xiaojian appeared just now, he brought them here directly.

Their emotions are suppressed in their hearts.

Now, only Wang Xiaojian was left by their side, they couldn't restrain their excitement any longer, and tears welled up in their eyes.

Wang Xiaojian was surprised, and said: "Hongluan, Luluo, why are you crying?"

"General. The slaves are happy, the general is safe and sound."

"General, this slave is very worried about you, afraid that you won't come back."

Hong Luan and Lu Luo spoke in unison.

On the two beautiful faces, but each has its own merits, there are crystal tears flowing on the beautiful cheeks.

Wang Xiaojian was slightly taken aback.

These are the two maidservants he accepted, but they care so much about him.

Wang Xiaojian was deeply moved.

He could feel their friendship from the bottom of their hearts.

Wang Xiaojian hugged the two girls and let their beautiful faces lean against his chest.

The familiar masculinity and down-to-earth feeling from Wang Xiaojian made Hong Luan and Lu Luo burst into tears again.

They cried for a long time in Wang Xiaojian's arms, and then they blushed and raised their heads. "General, I'm sorry I stained your clothes."

Hongluan blushed and said to Wang Xiaojian.

There was an embarrassing expression on Luluo's beautiful melon seed face.

They stopped crying, but because of the tears in their eyes, I felt sorry for them.

Looking at the pear-blossoming rainy faces, Wang Xiaojian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if it's dirty, anyway, I often dirty your bodies, just wash it later."

Hong Luan and Lu Luo blushed when they heard this.

Apparently they knew what Wang Xiaojian meant by "often dirtying your bodies".

They are very shy.

Lu Luo blushed and said, "General, I will help you wash it later."

"Okay! Thank you Luluo."

Wang Xiaojian nodded and smiled, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

Whether it is Hongluan or Luluo, they are all core disciples of Qingguangmen.

They have reached the two-star Martial King at a young age, and in this southeast region, they are definitely the existence of the proud daughters of heaven.

But they were willing to be his slaves.

They were obedient and obedient, with their bodies and minds hanging on him.

Seeing the beautiful faces of the two girls, Wang Xiaojian's heart suddenly moved, and he said with a smile: "Hongluan, Luluo, this time, if this general dies in the formation, what will you do?"

Hong Luan and Lu Luo were slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but think of the scene where the Moro National Army had dealt with them just now.

Hongluan looked at Wang Xiaojian, with firmness in her tender eyes, she said: "The servant girl will follow the general, if the general dies, the servant girl will follow the general."

Luluo nodded lightly, and said, "General, Senior Sister is right. If you die, Luluo will go with you."

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An hour later, the army was finished.

The panicked horses were also recovered by the generals of the Moro Kingdom.

Infantry and cavalry, a total of 8000 people, headed towards the south of Beichuan and towards Zhongzhou City.

Wang Xiaojian rode a black-headed war horse, leading Hong Luan and Lu Luo in front.

More than 2 Moro national troops ran behind.

The army of the Moro Kingdom left the Ancient Moon City about two hours later.

Four beautiful figures appeared in the sky above Gu Yue City.

It was Daji, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao, and Hua Nongying, who was as beautiful as a dream.

At this time, they watched the Moro National Army go away together.

Even if Wang Xiaojian said that he would not start a war with Moluo Kingdom in advance.

However, Daji, Da Qiao, and Xiao Qiao still felt a little bit worried.

Big Joe is wearing a sexy orange-gold cassock.