Chapter 2025: Allied (1) (1/2)
Chapter 2025 Allied Forces (1)
The Mu's ancient family was shocked on the main face.
If you look at the ancient ethics of whispering whispers: ”The ancient family of the secluded is strong, is it because of this, I have to humble my knees, become an ants, and steal the students? The ancient characters, how many years, how many years, how much The ancestors used the flesh and blood to cast, but now...but they have to be a joke?”
Escape, perhaps let them live in the world.
However, under the cleansing of the ancient Gus, which ancient group, dare to appear again in front of the world?
The glory of the past, the glory of the past, must be melted into the mud and trampled until it is forgotten.
All dignity, the desire to be born, is crushed.
”Please ask the Lord to count me.” Suddenly another ancient boy came out of the crowd.
”The strength of the younger generation is flat, and the Holy Lord is not to be disgusted. As long as it can sweep the ancient family of the secluded, and the mainland is a peace, it is a flesh and blood, and it is also like a slap.” The young man sincerely opened his mouth.
Along with his words, more and more ancient juveniles came out of the crowd. They left behind the sorrowful eyes of the elders in the family and walked to Ye Qingyi’s side with firm steps. .
”When father, mother and sister died in the hands of the ancient family of You, you said that we will one day revenge. Do you forget the man who died in the tragic death?” An ancient boy looks The father who still faltered.
Although the great ancients have already turned to the Shadow Temple for asylum in the shortest possible time.
However, the great ancient people have many forces, and not every ethnic group can be safely transferred.
After they were transferred, the people who had left in the future had already become the object of venting their anger.
There are countless deaths and injuries, and I don’t know how many people are buried in the hands of the ancient family.
The elders of the family are worried about each other and are afraid of being sent to their own hands.
The youngest, the most sincere heart, the most fierce blood, is the purest will.