At the same place, the cell phone in Ghost Saber King's trouser pocket rang.

A stranger calls, and the phone number shows Songhai.

Ghost Saber King answered the phone and said coldly, "Who?"

They all used the most common phone cards, and their lack of fighting spirit turned into a substantive gust of wind, stirring up sand on the ground.

The same indifferent voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm Fu Qingyang! Ghost knife, I'll send you a battle invitation, use your head to sacrifice the flag, come if you have the guts! The location is sixty miles southeast of Bingzhu Shengshan Mountain."

Ghost Saber Heavenly King's eyes suddenly brightened, and the tiger's body shook, his eyes were warm and bright, full of anticipation.

Yin Yueshen held the ghost knife king's shoulder, sneered and said: "Fu Qingyang, what kind of conspiracy and tricks are you playing again, treacherous scout, we will not be fooled."

He planned to call the domesticated falcon to investigate and see if Fu Qingyang was really in the northwest.

The silver moon god will be in the position of the bishop of Bing, and he will prefer the housekeeper, the administrator, and the old lady.

The four heavenly kings are all talented and brave in fighting, but they are not good at managing gangs. Silver Moon God will have to take charge of the internal affairs of the bishop.

The experience of slave life made him very good at patience, good at dealing with interpersonal relationships and affairs, and his IQ and EQ are both online--not counting when he criticizes people.

After laughing at Fu Qingyang, the Silver Moon God General turned to look at the Ghost Saber King, sneered and said, "It's still so easy to fall for the aggressive method, and occasionally you have to use your brain to weigh the pros and cons. Don't just respond to the post by yourself. Sooner or later you will be caught People plan to die."

At this time, Fu Qingyang's indifferent voice came from the loudspeaker again: "Yinyue, you bastard born of a lowly slave, come to Songhai and join me. I have prepared a golden hoe for you, and I will be your master in the future .�

Silver Moon God exploded his scalp, his face flushed instantly, the scars buried in his heart were uncovered, and endless anger filled his chest.

What Fu Qingyang said was equivalent to pouring a pot of shit on him, polluting the body, mind, and personality of General Silver Moon.

"My surname is Fu, I'm going to kill you right now."

The two ancient gods of war let out a long cry, bent their knees slightly, and only heard the ground "boom" sink, and the two figures rushed to the sky like monkeys jumping into the sky.

Sixty miles to the southeast of the Holy Mountain, Fu Qingyang hung up the phone and dialed the phone of Palace Master Zhisha: "It's done!"

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sand not far from holy mountain

After Qiu, the master of the Palace of Killing took out the perfect human skin and put it on his body, and visualized the figure of the silver moon god general.

The perfect human skin quickly "melted" and attached to the surface of the ground skin. In the blink of an eye, she became a strong man with a height reaching two ends, with a big bald head, a high nose bridge, and wearing nose and lip rings.

She flied towards the holy mountain not far away. At the foot of the holy mountain, there was a piece of dusty, northwest-style bungalows. They were located along the mountain, using a mix of stones and yellow mud bricks.

The owner of the Killing Palace quickly arrived at the building complex at the foot of the holy mountain, and walked towards the residence of the Extinct King with a clear goal.

The bewitching monsters and mist masters along the way bowed to greet each other, and the master of the killing palace sometimes nodded coldly, sometimes swearing, criticizing the congregation for being lazy and drinking, and the scolded were trembling, which was commonplace.

No one noticed that Silver Luna would be an imposter.

Finally, the master of Zhisha Palace stopped at the gate of a courtyard on the mountainside, she naturally raised her hand, and knocked on the gate roughly.

Suddenly, the courtyard door opened, and there was a skinny woman with bloodshot eyes and drowsiness in her eyes, as if she hadn't had enough sleep for a long time.

Bishop Bing had just attacked the capital, so it was normal for the officials to send scouts to spy on the intelligence.

When she heard that she could kill wantonly, Extermination Heavenly King licked her lips excitedly, she suddenly frowned, and stared suspiciously at Palace Master Zhisha: "Aren't you responsible for these things before?" JrNovels.com