The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

Among the disciples of the evil land behind him, a voice suddenly came out, saying:

"People in the Temple of Light, how can they be afraid of ancient weapons? In this world, the only thing they fear is their kind, the power of the Temple of Light!"

Ming Qianhe glanced at the source of the sound, but he didn't know which disciple made it, but the words were unintentional, but he, the listener, was quite attentive, stroked his white beard with one hand, and fell into deep thought again .

However, at this moment, Ao Junxie on the side seemed a little impatient, walked to Ming Qianhe and said:

"Master, I don't think we need to think so much! Qingkuang saved all of us with his life, so why don't we try to find out the truth from her! Anyway, the old boy, the Holy King, has retreated! Even in the prehistoric forest Restoring calm, this is a great joy, we should be happy!" [

Ming Qianhe sighed and nodded,

"Oh... what a pity! We spent a lot of effort to sneak into the top of the Black Rock Peak, but we didn't expect that we still couldn't save a warrior from Fengyun Continent!

Originally, this was a great opportunity for you, Lord Fengyun, to establish your prestige and kindness in the mainland and conquer the hearts of the people, but I never expected..."

Ao Junxie smiled heartily and said:

"Justice is in the hearts of the people, there is no living person to testify to this king, but after all, they finally stood side by side with this king for a while!

With this experience, I believe that Fengyun Continent, sooner or later, will be under my Ao Junxie's control! "

As he spoke, he turned his head, and blinked proudly and confidently at Qing Kuang, who was beside him, and said:

"Ma'am, don't you think so?"

Qing Kuang returned his indifferent smile and nodded slightly.But in my heart, it seemed as if I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and the taste was complicated.

Originally, for her husband and his master who are dependent on each other for life, it seems that she should not hide the fact that the Holy King slapped her and then retreated, but, vaguely, she can intuitively feel that the connection between that matter is really too involved up.

Before I'm fully sure, it's better to avoid extra problems and let Ao Junxie get less involved.

Seeing Ao Junxie's bold words, Ming Qianhe nodded in approval and said:

"If you have this ambition, you can rest assured as a teacher!"

After all, the group began to clean up the battlefield.The disciples of the evil land split up their work, and from the ruins of the ruins, they dug out and sorted out the disciples of their tribe who died in battle. The bones were collected.

Then, the Beastmaster ordered that the surviving Warcraft warriors also clean up the corpses of those captive warriors from the Fengyun Continent who died at the hands of the Holy King, and put them away neatly.

No matter what sect they belonged to, what country they belonged to, before they finally died, they were all warriors who dared to challenge the powerful!In the eyes of the Warcraft family, as long as they are warriors, they should get the respect they deserve!

All factions were cleaned up one by one, and the disciples who died in battle were buried.In addition, the ruins of the altar of the Temple of Light, which symbolized the occupation of the outside world in this ancient prehistoric forest, were completely destroyed.

And Qing Kuang, Ao Junxie, Ming Qianhe and his party, led by Wu Mian, returned to the village of Xie to heal their injuries.

After everything was done, Ao Junxie and Master Ming Qianhe had recovered seven or eight percent of their injuries. [