The Gorgeous Boss's King of Bodyguard

When Lu Tianlong left the city of fire with lvluo and others, the desert not far away was standing in the red tent of the leader's wife.

"Madam, he's gone. He should be going to Longcheng."

Seeing the figure of Lu Tianlong and others disappear in the sight, the desert turns to look at the direction of the red tent and respectfully opens a way.

"Oh."

A faint voice came from the red tent.

The desert was a little surprised and felt that the wife of the leader of the desert clan had long expected that Lu Tianlong would leave Lihuo city. There was no accident in his voice.

"Bang!"

While thinking about it in the desert, a strong energy fluctuation suddenly came out of the red tent.

Under his shocked gaze, the big red tent in front of him, which covers a large area, suddenly cracked and turned into fly ash and dissipated directly in front of him.

A pretty figure appeared in front of the desert.

"Madam, you are..."

The whole people in the desert are stupid. Since the death of the leader of the desert tribe a few years ago, his wife no longer shows her true face. She goes out with red gauze, takes a big sedan chair and sleeps in a soft tent.

But now, she actually destroyed the red curtain herself, and at this time the red gauze on her face also did not know where to go.

What's more strange is that she has always been in red, but now she has no red dress and has become a white plain skirt!

What is this for.

"The red dress covers my body, which reminds me not to forget my family."

"Now the plain clothes are covered because of the time of revenge Here we are

The wife of the leader of the famine clan said lightly.

Her face is no longer covered by the gauze of willow, and now her face is as beautiful as a veil of stars, and her face is as beautiful as the eyes.

"Madam..."

The desert was stunned. Naturally, he had seen the real purpose of the wife of the leader of the wasteland tribe before, but he had not seen it in recent years.

The little girl next door at that time has grown up.

He bowed deeply to his wife, the leader of the wasteland, and his eyes were red.

"I thought you forgot to avenge the leader." When speaking, the voice of the desert was trembling.

"Forget? It's impossible to forget. "

The wife of the leader of the wasteland turned her head and looked at the desert. There was a little chill in her voice.

She knew that the desert and the leader of the desert tribe grew up together. When the leader of the desert tribe was still a childe, the desert was the closest person around him.

Later, the leader of the old famine clan was handed down, and the desert became the new leader's right arm. He was his closest confidant and brother. His relationship was far beyond the imagination of others.

After the death of the leader of the famine clan, the famine clan experienced a period of chaos. Finally, the desert suppressed the will of the people and promoted the wife of the leader of the famine clan to the highest position.

It was also with his help that the wife of the leader of the wasteland tribe could quickly gain a firm foothold in the wasteland and gain a high reputation.

The wife of the leader of the wasteland knew that the desert wanted to revenge for the leader's wife.

Because some people of the desolate people are afraid of the Holy Family and want to let the leader of the waste clan be killed. This is not the case with the wife of the leader of the waste clan.

She broke into the Holy Family with one sword and made a fierce toss, which made the desert see the hope of revenge.

"Although we don't have skin ties or even real status, everyone knows that he is my man."

"I've been waiting for an opportunity these years, and now it's coming!"

The wife of the leader of the wasteland clan looks at the direction of Lu Tianlong's departure, and her eyes twinkle with killing intention.

Yes, she took over the famine clan and wanted to revenge for the leader of the famine clan, but the hand of the desolate clan was inferior to that of the holy clan. In addition, the situation in the clan was unstable when the leader had just gone. The wife of the leader of the wasteland could only suppress the hatred.

But revenge never dies!

Now, with the fall of the great famine God, the barbarians have no way to retreat. Even if they do not fight, the holy people will not let go of the barbarians.

In this case, why should we bear it.

War, fight for the Revenge of the murderer, and fight for the future of the barbarians!

"Madam..."

The desert tearful eyes looked up at the wife of the leader of the wasteland, and his heart was agitated beyond words.

"What are you crying for? The war of revenge is about to begin. Are you going to use your tears to deal with the holy family?"

The wife of the leader of the wasteland clan glanced at him and said faintly that she was young and delicate, like a doll, but she had an indescribable dignity, which made people awe.

"Madame said so!"

Desert a Leng, and then quickly reached out to wipe a face.

"Take revenge for the leader with my sword, and raise the power of the barbarians!"

His wrist trembled, and a long pale yellow knife appeared in his hand, with endless desolation, as if the surrounding air had been eroded.It's a wild sword.

The weapon used by the leader of the wasteland tribe was originally intended to be handed over to his wife, but it was rejected by the leader's wife and kept in the desert all the time.

"The sword will come out of its scabbard and swear to dye the enemy's blood!"

Looking at the wild knife in his hand, the desert took a deep breath, and said with incomparable indifference.

Over the years, people have known that desert people are good, kind and upright, and have a kind heart.

But no one knows that there is a huge hatred hidden in his heart. If it doesn't explode, it will be amazing.

The wife of the leader of the famine clan knows.

"Convey the order and transfer all the personnel of the wasteland to Longcheng five days later." She ordered coldly.

"Yes

The desert immediately bent down and agreed, knowing that it would soon come to the time of life and death for the desolate people.

Now it is no longer necessary to preserve the strength of the whole clan, because if the war is defeated, the holy clan will not give the barren clan any chance to rise, and it will be completely destroyed.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!

"Madame, what are our chances of success this time?"

After the arrangement, he looked at his wife, who was the leader of the wasteland clan in the direction of Longcheng. The desert asked carefully.

"I don't know."

The wife of the leader of the famine clan took a deep breath.

"The saints, backed by saints, have almost won over all ethnic groups in the land of punishment."

"In principle, although we are not weak, we can not be their opponents at all..."

It is a fact that the barbarians are big clans, but there are so many big clans in the land of punishment that their strength is not inferior to that of the barbarians. It is difficult for a saint clan to deal with it, let alone other ethnic groups to unite with it.

"I'm afraid the key to winning or losing lies in Lu Tianlong."

Lu Tianlong's playful smile flashed in his mind, and she said softly, "however, it seems not very reliable to place all hope on him."

"Achoo!"

Dozens of miles away, Lu Tianlong suddenly sneezed. "Which girl is thinking of me again, and I feel a lot of resentment." He mumbled as he rubbed his nose.

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