Miao Huosu's gaze sharpened. In the instant he froze, the Yin Soldier War Mount had already spurred its horse and charged at him.
The pitch-black warhorse neighed, kicking up a cloud of dust. It soon burst from the smoke and dust, charging straight at Miao Huosu.
The warhorse's final leap spanned nearly seven or eight zhang, its two icy iron hooves stomping down through the air toward Miao Huosu's head.
The half-tattered battle flag pointed downward at the same time, and chilling Yin Sha Qi streamed from it. Even from several zhang away, it could clearly... After Captain Guan finished speaking, Captain Yan nodded as well. "All right! Leave the matters of marching and warfare to us."
He truly was a little worried about him and his Sister. The suppressed concern drove him to follow after them.
Jiang Xinya deliberately clung to the door and shouted loudly, refusing to let her close it, then put on a performance of falling down the stairs.
Third brother pulled out that sharp knife, about to finish Ling with a stab from behind. But Ling, sprawled on the ground, suddenly turned his head. His sharp eyes, like an eagle's gaze and a wolf's wary look, struck third brother. Boundless killing intent surged forth, and the Sword Emperor's aura erupted in full, frightening third brother into freezing on the spot.
Hearing this, Fu Jiusheng turned to look over. She had originally wanted to comfort her, saying it was probably just her imagination, but the moment she turned around, she saw Green Ghost following closely behind her.
After being beaten twice in a row, Xie Qi's anger shot upward. The system prompt sent wild joy bubbling up in his heart. How had he forgotten about this?
Jiang Xinya did not need to think to know who