"this……"

He will not be able to do so at all.

I obviously wanted to drag it for a while, but I didn't expect that the group of soldiers were like Nima's small warehouse.

They have paper and pen.

You are so arrogant, why don’t you bring Hua Guliang with you?

The military advisor cursed, and he was crying without tears.

He tremblingly held the pen in his hand that was much lighter and much more portable than a brush, and drew several bars crookedly.

"What are you drawing? Draw well."

"Oh oh oh oh ok."

The military advisor was sweating profusely.

At this time.

I heard a loud shout of killing sound not far away.

"this?"

The military advisor was suddenly shocked.

Looking at the soldiers in front of him, his ears moved, and he captured the shouts of killing that soared into the sky behind his head.

That is the direction of the second in commander's big account.

The military advisor was full of suspicion.

What's going on?

Why, isn’t the target of these people not the Second Battalion?

He instantly realized it.

They kept asking about the location of the boss.

Could it be...

In an instant, the military advisor suddenly realized.

It turns out that these soldiers are a very special team.

The purpose must be to spy on the location of the boss.

Directly attack the boss of the Yellow Camp.

The second in commander's big tent, they have other people to deal with.

Maybe other big tents of the leaders also encountered the same attack.

"Oh my God, what kind of army is this?"

"It's so scary, so scary!"

"What are you stupid?"

"Okay, I'm out of patience."

"This old guy is playing tricks on us."

"Just pick out his tendons and bleed on the spot, and naturally there will be wild beasts following the smell of blood to help us deal with it."

"promise."

A sonorous sound fell.

Several soldiers of the Yang family army pulled their swords and wanted to cut them down.

"I said!"

"I just want a few soldiers to give me some fun."

He closed his eyes in despair and said weakly.

When he heard that he wanted to pick out the tendons and feet and let the beasts deal with it.

The whole person was shivering.

But those cold and ruthless soldiers seemed not to care about his fear.

He continued to say coldly: "Give you a breath. If you continue to perfunctory, you will not have the chance to die soon."

"good."

The military advisor closed his eyes and shed two lines of clear tears.

"Dad, my child is here to see you."

He shouted, grabbed the pen and started drawing.

This time, it was finally no longer a ghost-drawn peach talisman.

Instead, there are clear terrain and orientation directions.

After a while, he stopped working his pen and handed the drawn paper to the team leader.

The latter glanced at it and hooked his fingers right and left.

In an instant, blood sprinkled out with the fall of the knife.

The scarlet trajectory is like an evil moon crossing the sky.
Chapter completed!