On the battlefield of the king, in the wilderness.
In the air.
Feng miesheng roared,"Jiang Chao!" I don't care if you're Jiang Chao or Fang ping. Didn't you want to kill me? Didn't you not want me to leave the Royal battle field?"
"Come out!"
"Kill me!"
"Are you afraid? You piece of trash, come out! If you don't come out, I'll leave the Royal battle Ground and go out! Hahaha, you can't kill me anymore ..."
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"Idiot!"
More than ten miles away, Fang ping sat on a branch of a tree, pursing his lips and cursing.
You really think you're something?
I still want to kill you ... Who wants to kill you? I just think you're rich and will definitely drop equipment. You've overestimated yourself.
"Why don't we go and kill him?" Jiang Hao said with a smile.
This was an open scheme, not a conspiracy.
Feng Qing and the others were waiting less than ten miles away from Feng miesheng.