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666. The battle of the corps is amazing [23]

The conversation between Bailu and Yi Gucheng did not deliberately lower the voice and there was no soul transmission.

Not far away, Shan Xinmeng's eyes were looking straight at his father, Shan Hebei on the golden platform.

When she heard the conversation between Bailu and Yi Gucheng, she frowned and immediately looked at Bailu.

The pair of eyes that looked at Egret were burning with rage, and she clenched her hands tightly. Just as she was about to say something, the cloaked man behind her patted her on the shoulder.

"If you want to stand out in this corps battle, give me some peace."

The cloaked man's voice was hoarse, like a demonic sound lingering in human ears.

Hearing the voice of the cloaked man, Shan Xinmeng was so angry that the egret was suppressed.

She stared at the egret with murderous intent in her eyes. This time, she really wanted to kill the egret.

Glancing at Shan Xinmeng from the corner of his eye, the egret smiled harmlessly.

But when Shan Xinmeng saw this smile, his anger burned again.

"Gucheng, Shan Xinmeng seems to be afraid of the man in the cloak." Bailu said to Yi Gucheng's soul.

Yi Gucheng nodded slightly. He glanced at the man whose whole body was covered by a cloak, and his abyss-like eyes suddenly shone with light.

"Lu'er, he is the Dark Cult Leader." After thinking for a while, Yi Gucheng replied.

The pupils were slightly contracted, but the egret's face was calm, and even his eyes were as calm as the sea.

"Dark Master..."

Bailu curled his lips, "This time, it really took no effort to get through the iron shoes and find no place. He became a soldier of the Xinxue mercenary group because of me, right?"

Yi Gucheng glanced at the egret worriedly. He suddenly walked up to the egret and stared directly at the egret.

The soul transmitted the message: "Lu'er, promise me not to compete with the dark leader here..."

Looking up at Yi Gucheng, Bailu nodded, "Don't worry, I'm not as strong as him now, so I won't hit the muzzle of the gun."

The two of them talked through soul transmission, so no one could hear them.

Hugging the egret tightly, Yi Gucheng raised his head and closed his eyes... Lu'er, give me some time...

Putting his hands around Yi Gucheng's waist, the egret leaned into Yi Gucheng's arms.

She is not a fool, she naturally knows that the dark leader wants to kill her.

The dark leader's current concern is Yi Gucheng. She believes that if it weren't for Yi Gucheng, she would have died at the hands of the dark leader at this moment.

This time, the egret realized its insignificance again.

In front of the dark leader, she was like an ant that could be strangled to death at any time.

She was unable to struggle, so she could only work harder to become stronger...

The hands surrounding Yi Gucheng suddenly clenched, and the eyes buried in Yi Gucheng's arms burst out with strong determination... To become stronger, you must become stronger...



The battle in the open space became more and more intense, and the leaders of the major mercenary groups tried their best to gain a place in this first round of battle.

Perhaps, they had been fighting in Lehe Square for a short time.

But in the darkness that was known to others, how much sweat they paid.

Those who win can leap over the dragon gate, step onto the high platform of the Mercenary Association, and even be spotted by strong men from other continents.

Although those strong men did not show up, everyone knew that there were many strong men watching this cruel leadership battle.
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