Chapter 1221 He is a rustic bun

Jun Mohan asked curiously: "Is this gathering the troops from the Dark Night Palace? Why did he send so many of them in a row?"

Are there few disciples in the Dark Night Palace here? Why do you still need to be summoned?

In Jun Mohan's perception, most smoke bombs mean this, but when he saw that Jiuyue shook his head helplessly, "This is not the meaning of gathering people, you are really stupid!"

Jun Mohan: “…”

It means he is a local bun?

Jun Mohan didn't say anything, looked at Jiuyue's old-fashioned sighing, and explained patiently to him: "This one is to report the message, the two are to separate and the three are to gather, and the one that releases more than three is to declare war. This is the simplest way to use it. Children all understand it. Oh, by the way, what does declaration of war mean? Do you understand?"

Jun Mohan: “…”

Can he not understand? What kind of war is declared? All the people who should be arrested will be killed, and all the people who should be killed will be declared. Who else should be declared war? Could it be...

A thought suddenly penetrated into his mind, and Jun Mohan said incredibly: "Are your parents provoking war with the entire continental forces?"

What about my God! No?

Among the people who just slaughtered, there seemed to be those from the Northern Territory, the Western Territory, and the Southern Territory. And where else are there? Yes, there are also those from the East, which means that all the people from these major fields are included, and Long Qianxie wants to declare war on them?

Jun Mohan felt that his heart was in his throat. While praying silently, he was wrong, Jiuyue nodded helplessly: "Yes, otherwise what else can it be?"

Look, how uneasy they said, are they really crazy or tigers? They have already killed the chicken to warn the monkeys and keep the defense until they reach this level. Why do they still take the initiative to cause trouble?

Not only did Jun Mohan think so, but everyone who saw this situation thought so, but they had another idea, that is, the Dark Night Palace is not easy to mess with and the tiger's butt cannot touch it.

No one dared to be sure if there were some of their accomplices who had missed the internet in this group, but the only thing that could be certain was that even if there were accomplices, they would undoubtedly choose to pretend to be grandson.

This is great, just be afraid.

Leng Yan cut off a piece of clothing on the corpse on the ground, gently wiped the blood on the sword, and said coldly while rubbing it: "Today, next time, it will definitely be more exciting!"

This time, Lingchi was executed, and next time, he would sprinkle salt after Lingchi. Maybe he would feed him a few more life-saving pills, so he would make him die and talk about it in a few turns.

In short, as long as they dare to have a next time, she will dare to spend a lot of money to see who will be cruel!

After the words came, the disciples of the Dark Night Palace immediately jumped off the stage to do the evacuation work. People were still worried about what they had just done. They didn't dare to talk about it anymore, but they dispersed in a moment.

Today is over.

Leng Yan walked to Long Qianxie, bowed with both hands and bowed: "Master, if there is no other order, my subordinate will take his leave."

There was no order, but Long Qianxie paused for a moment, and finally he just said "um". However, just as Leng Yan turned around, she suddenly stopped again and looked back at Mo Chu: "Madam, may have saved him?"

She was talking about Feng Lie. Mo Chu understood and knew what she meant. She said without thinking: "Do your best and leave your destiny!"

Leng Yan: "..."
Chapter completed!