Time passed slowly, and as dawn was about to dawn, people on the Southern Dynasties were already impatient.

"What's going on? Didn't Mr. Li say someone would attack? It's almost dawn, where did you come from? I'm so sleepy that I'm going to sleep."

The master of the Western King who spoke, named Baye, was strong and powerful. He was in a straight-handed iron cloth shirt and was invulnerable to swords and guns. Legend has it that he had killed a tiger with one punch. Li Ming took a fancy to his brute force and iron cloth shirt skills. It was his casual people who were not his opponent. Even if he wanted to defeat him within a hundred moves, it would be even more difficult.

"Baye, whisper, let's wait a little longer, and we will retreat if it's dawn."

This person is a master of the Xian tribe. Moutong has average martial arts skills, but his dream soul is very clever. It is said that a look once made more than a dozen people with higher martial arts skills than him fall into endless nightmares, and in less than half an hour, they all died in the nightmare. Such a brilliant dream soul skills are simply silently killing people, which is terrible.

"Wait a little longer, when will no one come? If no one comes, I will settle the score with him later." Baye roared.

"Hmph, with you, a fool, can you beat him?" At this time, a discordant voice came out, and he was very disdainful of Baye.

Baye turned his head and looked at the man angrily and said, "Baili Hengkong, what do you mean? Don't think you are the national teacher of the Great Xia Kingdom. I dare not twist your head off."

"Just, you idiot, I can kill you with just one look." Baili Hengkong sneered disdainfully.

Baye clenched his fists, staring at Baili Hengkong with his eyes angrily. He was stopped by Moutong: "Baye, don't be impulsive. We are allies and not enemies. Now is not the time for quarrel. Baili Hengkong, please say less. I know your **** is powerful, but this is not the occasion for you to show off. If you are really so powerful, why didn't you kill your senior brother?"

Baili Hengkong stopped talking. Obviously, he was still a little afraid of Moutong, because his **** was not the opponent of Moutong's dream soul technique, and he might be confused by the other party and fall into endless nightmares.

Moutong's words also touched his pain. His senior brother was a mountain that he could not surpass. Thinking about it more than 20 years ago, his senior brother made a name for himself and even killed a master of the world, becoming one of the five new masters, and officially renamed the White Hell King.

The three of them stopped arguing and continued to wait quietly. On both sides outside the gate of the Southern Dynasty stronghold, the two magic masters were too impatient to wait.

"Swoosh."

A white figure came out from the left.

"Swoosh."

A black voice also came out from the right.

"Fairy Zhuyue, what are you doing? I can serve you?" The man smiled and showed his attentiveness, staring at Fairy Zhuyue with lustful eyes.

"roll."

Fairy Zhuyue sniffed out a word coldly, but she didn't expect that the person would laugh even more happily.

"Hehe, the fairy's cold and arrogant attitude is really fascinating. Fairy, do you know? You are so beautiful." This person approached Fairy Zhuyue, smelling the fragrance of Fairy Zhuyue's body, and his confused and fantastic eyes, you know what his mind is thinking without guessing.

Fairy Zhuyue took a step away and said coldly: "Do you want to die? Get out of here."

"The fairy's words are heartbreaking. I am a famous devil in the world. Are you not qualified to talk to the fairy? This is fairy, you, I have always used strong women."

The evil son of Buddha, a monk dressed up, but his eyes look like a demon, and his body is full of evil spirits. He is really evil.

Fairy Zhuyue turned around and looked at the evil son of Buddha, sneered slightly, and then took a step forward, but the evil son of Buddha unconsciously took a step back. Fairy Zhuyue's momentum was very scary at this time, and he had to retreat.

"Don't you want to talk to me? I'll listen carefully and say it."

Fairy Zhuyue's cold and arrogant attitude, terrifying momentum, and the two words he drank scared the Buddha's evil son so much that he was sweating. At this time, the Buddha's evil son remembered that Fairy Zhuyue was known as the cold god of killing and created the ice silkworm magic skill and could instantly freeze people to death. He actually dared to tease her and really didn't want to live.

"Ahhahaha...that I am anxious to pee, hehehe, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye..."

The evil Buddha's son immediately returned to his place of residence. He was so lustful. When he saw Fairy Zhuyue's fairy appearance, he forgot that she was a murderer and had a more evil reputation than him. But who made Fairy Zhuyue still as beautiful as before for more than 20 years, and her appearance seemed to leave no trace of time on her face.

However, it was something that no one could have thought of when Fairy Zhuyue came here, because Fairy Zhuyue had a grudge with Baili Hengkong, Hongyanyue was the disciple of Fairy Zhuyue, and Baili Hengkong was also the one who pretended to be the White Hell King to frame Hongyanyue's father. The two of them should not like it.

But they are peaceful, and there must be an ulterior motive. Fairy Zhuyue has not been out of the world for many years, but now she is invited by Li Ming to help her. She must have an ulterior motive.

"What's going on? Why haven't the decent people started yet?" Mrs. Cold-faced said with some concern, feeling uneasy.

The same is true for Li Ming: "It's quite strange, why is this?"

The two of them had been waiting all night and were already very sleepy, but they still had no movement, which was very abnormal.

"Is the news I got fake?" Mrs. Cold-faced said suspiciously.

"Impossible, that's a person who is loyal to me, and it's impossible to convey false news. Let's wait a little longer." Li Ming immediately said negatively.

"That's all."

The cold-faced lady had a cold eyes and a plain tone.

Thousands of meters away, the masters of the martial arts world had a sleep after the rocks, but Tang Hao still did not send a signal to take action. This was somewhat anxious. He could no longer hold back his mind, and he was already full of murderous intent and sharpening his knife.

Just as everyone was about to ask Tang Hao again, Tang Hao stood up, looked around, looked at the sky and smiled, "Everyone, it's time for us to set off."

"It's great. We're finally going to set out. I'm going to kill all the remnants of the Southern Dynasty."

"Yes, pay homage to those innocent dead."

"The remnants of the Southern Dynasty are cruel and ruthless, and they will die. I hope they will be reincarnated as beasts in the next life."

"If they are reincarnated as beasts, I will be a butcher in the next life and kill beasts."

At this time, Doctor Fang stood up and said, "This is a clear heart pill. If you eat it, you will immediately refresh your mind and be full of energy. I hope that everyone will show their skills this time."

As he said that, Doctor Fang distributed it one by one. When it was sent to Yu Zhiyan, Doctor Fang paused for a moment, smiled and handed the pill to Yu Zhiyan. Yu Zhiyan clenched his fists, frowned, and thought to himself that something was wrong.

Everyone ate the Qingxin Pill without hesitation, but Yu Zhiyan didn't dare to eat it because she knew she had been exposed.

(End of this chapter)
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