Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

How ruthless is Guan Heng's means. Perhaps only the guys who have experienced it in person can understand it. Chong Hong is the most obvious example. At first, this guy was more horizontal than a bald tail dog. A few words of ruthlessness turned out that Guan Heng's body was incomplete, and it was better to die.

Up to now, Chonghong can think of what he just said, he can make himself doze a few times in a row, but at this time, Guan Heng didn't bother the attitude of the guy, but turned his head to the little orc boss and said, Where is your settlement? "

"From and from here to the northwest, you can reach it in half a moment." Hearing the words of the other party, he rushed and said, "Let's rush over and eliminate these scums."

"Not only to kill them, there is another important thing." Speaking, Guan Hengcou whispered to the girls' ears and heard their eyes brighten, and invariably asked: "These words are true ? "

"Of course, the exact information has been obtained from the prisoner's mouth." Guan Heng said very decisively: "As long as we go there to settle the orcs, we will have something to gain."

"So what are you waiting for? Let's set off." Ruotao, Gusang Nu, An Yan and Zhenwen cried in unison: "Everyone can't wait."

"Yes, right." The magic wand rubbed his palms, screaming with excitement, and the old monkey, the king of armor, and the toad of the earth palace all rubbed their hands and waited.

Seeing this scene, Guan Heng smiled: "Hey, deal with a corner orc, are you so excited?"

"The chance of being able to kill that kind of scum, let us be happy, is getting less and less recently." Jiadi Wang snarled with a rough voice in his nose: "I ca n’t wait anymore."

"That's good, it's not too late, start immediately!" Guan Heng said, "Zhenwen, take the return route a little bit further, okay?"

"No problem, just a little distance away, it's nothing." Zhenwen said that he had reached the Feizhou joystick, and said, "Everyone is seated, I will speed up immediately!"

...

On the other side, the wild space where the orcs live, the lush virgin forest surrounds the mountains, and the highest peak is the village of the orcs.

"Fast, fast, move faster!"

A team of orc warriors with bows and arrows was urged by the leader to continue to climb along the mountain road. Even so, their bosses still scolded and said, "Did you not eat anything? Run so slowly, if you delay Lao Tzu went back to the patriarch to congratulate him, and I slaughtered you! "

"Master Boss ..." a samurai hurriedly whispered, "We have been running for a long time, and we are really tired."

"Junk stuff, begging!"

"Pop!" After hearing the words, the chief of the orcs gave him a slap without hesitation, and then cursed, "What is the relationship between your tiredness and Lao Tzu? What I want is for you to rush away, even if Tired of vomiting blood, you have to run forward for me! "

"Well!" Then, the vicious leader pulled the sharp blade from his waist and shouted, "Whoever dares to leave the team, I will split it, and kick down the cliff, and save me!"

As soon as the voice came down, the guy accelerated his pace and ran up the mountain road. He said, "Follow me! Follow me!"

At this moment, two orc warriors, seven or eight feet away from the leader, whispered behind him, "Why is the leader so anxious to return to the village?"

"Hey, don't you know yet? Today is the birthday of the old patriarch. All the leaders and leaders of the fighters in the clan outside will return to it to wish him longevity."

Another soldier whispered: "I heard that this time we have to decide the next patriarch candidate. Do you think our boss can rush back to slap the patriarch without killing him?"

"Muffy, does it also want to be a candidate?"

"Nonsense, who hasn't got any ambition yet." With that said, the soldier lowered his voice again, and then continued: "However, do you remember not to talk to others about this, you know?"

"Why is this?" The guy who spoke first seemed somewhat inexplicable.

A Horned Orc warrior came up next to it, saying, "Fool, the patriarch is forced to choose an inheritor among the chiefs and bosses. Do you understand? Since the patriarch's son died, our patriarch's temper It's getting irritable and trusting no one. "

"So although the old patriarch is getting older, he has not yet decided who his heir is. Until now, there are many leaders and chieftains whose wings are getting richer, and His Majesty's strong soldiers will be responding to them. Heir, I'm afraid there will be unexpected serious things in the clan! "

"You mean, they want to rebel ..."

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense."

The orc warrior who was the first to speak about the patriarch's birthday today was scared and sweaty, and immediately stopped a few companions to continue talking. These things were too secretive. The more they knew and talked about, the above head estimate The more unreliable they are, the more they must be silent.

"Hey, the next few, the boss urged again, not yet to keep up!"

Hearing the companions in front of them, these guys looked at each other, closed their mouths in a tacit manner, and immediately rushed forward, but they began to feel uneasy in their hearts, secretly saying nothing should happen this time, Otherwise, the bad luck must be us horsemen.

Not long after, the team entered the village on the peak under the leadership of the Horned Orcs leader.

"Hahaha, you are finally back."

At this moment, a team of seven or eight horned orc warriors gathered on the open field of the village entrance. Their leaders and leaders were all savage and fierce generations with horrible flesh and eyes. After the meeting, they will inevitably say hello. However, each of them is a competitor, naturally looking at each other with a smile on his face, but he can't wait to slap the other person's heart.

"My patriarch and my priest are here!" At this moment, a little cricket hissed, "Quiet!"

As soon as these two words came out, the many warriors who had been noisy and closed up immediately closed their mouths, and then bowed respectfully and saluting, saying, "See the patriarch and the priests."

"Nothing, don't be polite, flatten it."

The old patriarch with pale white hair and wrinkled faces slowly opened his mouth, but his voice was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, shocking everyone's body. This sound is like telling everyone that I'm not old yet, don't underestimate the deterrent power of my patriarch.

Those leaders and bosses exchanged their eyes and thought: "Well, this time, the old guy is anxious to give us a" down horse power ". This is not like Tiger's ambition, but it seems to be ineffective. Be the first to deter us. "

If you like the legend of the ghost ghost, please collect it: (www.ltnovel.com) The literature of the ghost ghost legend updates the fastest.