Doomsday Hunter

"Mom, mom." Li Changzhi, who only knew a few simple words, waved his small hand in Yang Qixin's hand.

At this moment, she still looks like a demon queen, with a smile on her face, like an ordinary child mother. Holding Changzhi, he refused to let go.

It's December.

After the tree of life was cut down, Yang Qixin went back to the bedroom and began to rest.

However, obviously there are still a lot of things to deal with on the front line, and Wei Ya went over in person. I don't know how many people inside the dark elves were assimilated by the Dawn, and it took a lot of time to figure out how to manage them.

To be honest, Yang Qixin doesn't really want to care about dark elves.

If it weren't for Sands City, North Africa, and the dark elves taking turns to find trouble for her, Yang Qixin should have started peacefully annexing Steam Island now.

Although these broken places are still rich in resources, Yang Qixin simply does not have enough officials and troops to manage them.

It's tasteless, grab a handful and run.

Li Le and Alice were screening the dark elves and called out several senior officials who were assimilated by the Dawn. And under Yang Qixin's hint, he killed several guys who were not assimilated but would threaten the recoverers.

This kind of thing can't let Sun Ling know.

After reaching level 9 in the dark sky, Mi Lu, who can call herself the Dark Elf King, is responsible for training those girls who volunteered to join the Janissary after being rescued by the Queen.

It is not voluntary and there is no need to force it, and combat effectiveness is not as important as loyalty.

For prisoners of war, ideological education must also be given priority to.

This trick was learned from the People's Union, but Yang Qixin couldn't figure out that kind of military discipline, and at most he learned 30%. I hope the dark elves can stop for a while.

Yong Ning stared at Xiao Changzhi who had just started calling his mother by the table. A small face is very serious, and I don't know what to think.

"Sister!" Changzhi suddenly stretched out his hand in front of her: "Sister!"

So Xiao Yongning also showed a smile and stretched out his hand to Changzhi, only to see Xiao Changzhi hiccups suddenly, spraying black smoke on Yongning's face: "Hehehe."

Yong Ning, whose face was covered with black objects, remained calm, turned his head to look at Yang Qixin, and the complaint was very obvious.

But this kind of kid with a black face and a serious look made Yang Qixin unable to help but turn her head and make a puffing sound.

Yong Ning pouted, a little unhappy. But she thought about it and felt that she should not care about her brother and ran to Haiduo's side.

Hai Duo was standing on the crib, and made a strange sound of "Huan Huan Hu" in his mouth. When he saw Yong Ning coming over with a black face, he suddenly remembered himself. After two times, he summoned water to wash Yong Ning's face and wet her by the way. Half-length clothing.

Suddenly, Yong Ning felt that these two younger siblings were not cute at all. It's better for older children like Jiu'an and Ellie.

Ellie sleeps in her mother's arms, her sister's arms, or her father's arms every day. Jiu'an basically means what his sister says he does, but he can be obedient. And it is strong enough to carry Ellie and Yongning to run.

Just these bear children can't be raised by ordinary people. That is to say, the Li Le family is not ordinary.

The maids are all avatars of Charlie, and they are not afraid of their tossing. The girls are the weakest and have the ninth level, and it is impossible to be afraid of a few little brats.

It's actually still very early, um, nine o'clock is early, Lin Yin, Jiu An, and Ellie are all sleeping soundly.

Yong Ning, however, changed his wet clothes, walking around with his hands behind his back, with a serious expression, just like an old man who was patrolling an agency.

She pushed open the door of the room, looked at the old lady who was still sleeping, shook her head, and showed a look of hatred.

Now Yong Ning is not happy to sleep with his mother, because Lin Yin likes to mutter when playing games in the middle of the night, and even grabs the quilt cover. If it weren't for the heating, Yongning probably wouldn't get better from the cold.

No wonder her daughter despised her, Lin Yin was easily despised. Sometimes it was Yong Ning, who was not yet three years old, who took care of her.

However, it is surprising that Yongning, who has not yet reached the age of the kindergarten class, can achieve this level.

At about twelve noon, Lin Yin was awakened by the sound of Yong Ning kicking the door.

"Mom, Dad is back."

"came back."

Jiu An followed behind Yong Ning, with a bit of a dog-leg breath.

Lin Yin's first reaction was to touch the phone to check the time: "Huh? He will come back when he comes back."

Yong Ning pulled out his own vehicle from the room—a trolley that the child could climb up and down by himself, and then called Jiu An to push himself: "Forget it, this mother who can't help it is useless, let's go to the father."

Jiu'an: "I'm looking for my father."

Lin Yin, who was despised by her daughter, was obviously a little numb. After yawning, she called up a long comic that had been downloaded before the apocalypse and began to read it.

It was not until Li Le entered the room and patted her **** that Lin Yin got up and went to dinner with him.

When Li Le met her for the first time back then, this guy knew how to take the initiative to help the night vigil or something, but now he has really turned into a crippled person. If it wasn't for Li Le who often took this guy out to work, Lin Yin really would have been lying around all day playing with mobile phones and game consoles.

In a sense, so many graphic novel videos on her phone are also contributing to the preservation of human culture.

There will definitely not be civilian networks in Eastern Europe now, but maybe there will be in twenty or thirty years. But at that time, all kinds of extraordinary forces were integrated into the production system, and the various devices in the past might not be able to connect.

Humans are really different.

When Li Le and the others finished their work and began to rest, Cao Andong's troops in the east also began to move south.

It is really not an easy task to launch a large army. Although a certain plan has been made for the south, it is impossible to prepare the troops going to the south in advance.

A behemoth like a security zone is a one-shot that can move the whole body. When deploying troops, it also means that a large amount of materials need to be mobilized, military factories need to work overtime, and roads need to be closed along the way. I just finished fighting the Yin soldiers a few days ago, and now I have to go south to support others. I have to thank Chu Ci for doing a good job of propaganda if there is not too much trouble.

Cao Cao was attached to Cao Andong, and he was once again very dignified.

The blood-colored long sword squeaked slightly in the black sheath.

In the Han Dynasty, black was the orthodox color, and in the later period, black with red is the most noble. It is not as precious as the bright yellow in later generations.

When Meng De was alive, he compared himself to King Wen of Zhou, and made it clear that he wanted his son to ascend the throne and then posthumously named himself the emperor. It's a pity that Cao Pi was not very good at it, and he did not win the two countries of Wu and Shu, which were beginning to weaken in the south. Otherwise, Lao Cao's status in later generations should be higher.

After being possessed by a heroic spirit, it will definitely be strengthened. But it was the first time that Cao Cao had enjoyed the blessing of Cao Cao with the power of the entire Wei state.

This reinforcement is not only for him, but also for all Heroic Spirits. Like Bai Qi's, the enhancement is very high, and after possessing Lieutenant General Andoran, he directly reached the peak of the ninth level. Should it be said that the powers of the two murderous demon kings are very compatible?

But Bai Qi killing usually only kills soldiers, and the goal of each battle is to completely wipe out the opponent, so it is called killing gods and people.

Lao Cao... Killing civilians to deter the enemy from looting property or something is commonplace. Coupled with personal ability and prestige, as well as literary talent and other factors. It is completely the big devil panel in the story that is more popular than the protagonist.

He has never denied that he is the villain, and most of the time later generations also acquiesce that he is the villain.

What about the antagonists?

If there is no loneliness, I do not know how many people in the world are called emperors and how many people are called kings.

After realizing the domineering power of this sentence, Cao Andong really gained the power of the entire Cao Wei.

If you want to build the power of unifying the world, you must first take the crime of breaking the mountains and rivers.

The power that belongs to the monarch is really strong, no wonder that getting the approval of a monarch who can be called a heroic spirit made Cao Andong directly reach the level of a demigod.

As we all know, the source of his power is mainly curses. And Cao Cao made him understand the meaning of the curse.

The entire army's weapons and bullets were covered with a layer of blood red.

their killing.

their cruelty.

And everything else, will become Cao Andong's strength and pain. It depends on whether you dare not bear the pain and sin and choose to slow down, or choose to move forward with the pain and smash the enemy in front of you.

What a problem.

But after adopting Cheng Yu's strategy, Cao Andong knew that he had made a choice.

Behind him, Cao Wei's civil and military officers silently watched Cao Andong, who was more and more similar to Cao Cao. Not knowing what they were thinking, in the end, Xun Yu first sighed and walked towards Xun Ruoyu.

"The People's Alliance Army is a little better." Cao Andong said with a smile: "Their military discipline is definitely incomparable to the ancients."

That's right, a modernized People's Union army is a labor of ideological education. The Yue family army with the strongest military discipline in ancient times was also half way behind, and Zhuge Liang's troops could only see their backs, and the rest couldn't compare with them at all.

"Then, do you want to use these troops who are not afraid of death, do not need pensions, and do not need to feel distressed when they die, that is, the troops whose military discipline is corrupted and will burn, kill and loot, to carry out raids on the south, so as to achieve the goal?" Cao Cao's tone was completely Unlike Emperor Wei Wu who lashed out at the world, he was like an old urchin playing with his grandson.

Cao Andong fell into silence, before saying after a long time, "You can control them."

"But, you need to control them." Cao Cao said: "You have my blood, but that doesn't mean I need to take care of you as a child."

Supporting the Xianmeng requires not a few troops. If there is a group of troops under Wei who do not need logistical pensions and are not afraid of death. There will be many things left.

"Then use it." Cao Andong didn't think for long, then smiled and made the choice that Cao Cao would make.

Cao Cao laughed with him.

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In this world in the south where immortality and war are roaring together, the frontal war has already begun.

But compared to the vigor of the army in the safe zone, the whole social system kept up, the so-called war of these guys is basically a group of six-level seven guys, under the leadership of several eighth-level and one ninth-level leadership.

Does it mean that the underworld is grabbing territory?

Of course, the fight between the people from the Shenbing Pavilion and the people from the Wangui Chaozong is a bit interesting. One side is holding a magical weapon that obviously imitates the transformation of modern artillery fire, and the other side is the frequent occurrence of working zombie imps.

The flames intertwined with all kinds of gloomy ghosts, making the land look like it was impossible for ordinary people to survive.

The suzerain of the Wangui Chaozong, the boy Yinfan held a rag in his hand, and countless wailing ghosts flew out from his fingers, rushing forward with all kinds of firelight.

**Today's update is a bit late.

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