Way of Choices

Gao Huan did not look at these eyes, but at the old man's eyebrows.

He remembered clearly that there was a mole in his eyebrows.

Sure enough, there is a mole.

Gao Huan suddenly felt very painful.

Heartache.

The moment he saw the mole, he knew he had been cheated.

Since the other party is present, this raid cannot be successful.

This means that this war will end with the victory of the human race.

This is certainly something worthy of heartache, especially for him.

"Tang San! Tang Jingtian!"

Gao Huan shouted wildly, soaring into the sky, he was about to leave.

The sound of metal knocking sounded, and several chains were broken away, straight, covering his ankles.

At the same time, several strings pierced the soft armor made of the beast tail spines.

Wei Shangshu wrote several large characters with a judgment pen.

An array of methods shielded the sky.

Mrs. Tang flew up and punched Gao Huan in the chest.

Blood and water hurricane!

Gao Huan’s immature face was full of blood and madness, and he was ready to do his final fight.

However, he suddenly noticed in the afterglow that the firelight on the grassland became weaker and weaker.

The twilight was already deep, and it was turning towards the night. Logically speaking, those firelights should become more and more clear, why did it become so light?

Is it extinguished? This is impossible!

In Gao Huan's plan, burning food from the Terran Army is always the most important goal, far better than killing the strong of the Terran.

He rushed into the car array with those Demon masters, and he wanted to attract attention elsewhere.

His approach was successful to a certain extent, just during the battle just now, the wolf ride successfully ignited many food trucks.

If there is no accident, those food trucks will make these end-to-end car arrays burn into ash.

Why did those fires go out? It is important to know that the wolf ride is not a common fire, but an oil fire from the extremely north cold sea. It is difficult to extinguish with water and sand!

The whole world gradually quieted down.

Gao Huan stood on the grassland, and in despair, did nothing more.

The golden blood stained his body, and looked extremely tragic under the last twilight.

-It turned out to be a pure royal family.

What does it mean for such a royal member to become the chief veteran of the Presbyterian Association?

It is no wonder that the previous generation of demon king would be so afraid of him that he would forcefully remove him regardless of the shaking of the Chaoye.

Countless eyes fell on Gao Huan, and then moved to Mrs. Tang.

To the world, Mrs. Tang is undoubtedly the most famous person and the most mysterious person.

In the past two hundred years, he has never left Wenshui, even if Mo Yu held the sacred decree of the Emperor Tianhai and asked for it.

Mrs. Tang looked at Gao Huan and said indifferently, "Do you know me?"

At this time, many talents remembered that the demon clan's sacred domain strongman shouted after seeing the old lady Tang.

"Tang San! Tang Jingtian!"

A very simple sentence reveals at least three facts.

Mr. Tang's taboos and rankings, and this powerful Demon clan knew Mr. Tang.

"We met in Luoyang many years ago."

Gao Huan said to Mrs. Tang: "I thought you should remember."

Mrs. Tang looked at him quietly and said, "It turns out to be you, huh, no wonder he will say a few words."

Yes, Gao Huan's human language is not comparable to those of the princes and nobles who are interested in the human language in Xue Old Town, but it is really familiar. But the words of Mrs. Tang are obviously puns, and everyone can hear the mockery and meanness in it.

It turned out that he also knew each other.

"Gao Huan, Gao Yanchen!"

Mrs. Tang stared at his eyes and said, "I thought you died long ago. But I think you should now wish you were dead long ago."

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Gao Huan, the word Yanchen.

This is the name of his human race.

He is a talented, pure-blooded child of the Mozu royal family, and the last Demon who studied in the human race.

Mrs. Tang knew that he had been a disciple in Changshengzong, but when he really saw him, he was in Luoyang.

Luoyang was surrounded, Gao Huan's identity was exposed, but no one dared to kill him, because the demon army outside the city named him to be safe.

Mrs. Tang and his companions wanted to assassinate him, but they were stopped by their elders.

"If the business knows you are still alive, it will be very happy."

Mrs. Tang looked at Gao Huan and said, "It was him who wanted to kill you most."

Gao Huan said: "If you dared to do that, I stretched out one finger and twitched to death."

Mrs. Tang said: "Yes, you were much stronger than us."

Gao Huan sneered and said, "If you were not attacked by you today, I would not lose."

Mrs. Tang shook his head and said, "Wrong, even if you win today, you will eventually lose."

Gao Huan raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why?"

Mrs. Tang said: "Because we have waited for a thousand years, if we can't win this way, it would be unreasonable."

Gao Huan said: "Luoyang has also been surrounded by us for a long time, but you have not lost."

"Luoyang is not an old city of snow, and the biggest difference is that you didn't enter the city until the end."

Mrs. Tang paused and said, "And we will soon enter the old snow town."

Gao Huan's body became a little stiff.

Mrs. Tang reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on."

It may have been shaken by the hand of Mrs. Tang.

A line of tears ran through Gao Huan's face.

He still maintained a smile, but the smile was particularly ugly, and the childish face was full of pain.

"If your majesty is still there, you will all die..."

Gao Huan's voice suddenly turned high, shouting loudly: "No! If he died earlier, why not this!"

If the great demon had already died, how could he be imprisoned seven hundred years ago? He will inevitably become a legend of the Devil.

In the past millennium, how many geniuses like Mo's astonishing talents were brutally killed because they threatened the status of the old demon king? How many real talents have been destroyed by so many cleanings in the old town of Xue? What kind of damage did the killings cause to the Demon Race?

There is no answer, the devil is dead.

Tears began to rush, flushing pale cheeks, Gao Huan felt his heart hurt, his left hand clenched soft armor tightly, blocking his chest, and breathing became more and more difficult.

Finally, he slowly fell to the ground and stopped breathing.

Mrs. Tang looked at his body and was silent for a long time, remembering a lot of past events.

That's the real past, because it's almost a thousand years.

Falling on Liuyuan, the demon army is like a black tide.

Bloodthirsty giant wolves can often see human limbs in their mouths.

Luoyang City was under siege, and the gate only opened three times in a few months.

At the very beginning, the Demon Army demanded that the Terran surrender.

The gates of Luoyang City were open, and the sunlight passed through from there, pulling the figure of the demon genius boy very long.

Gao Huan walked outside the city, the pace was very stable, and the laughter was very arrogant.

There were two lines of tears on Mrs. Tang's face.

People were startled.

The little girl selling fat powder and the general of the grain transport team hurried over and wanted to persuade.

Mrs. Tang shed tears at Gao Huan's body. In the eyes of many people, this is probably a sympathy between great people?

Wei Shangshu and blind piano masters knew otherwise.

That is the tears of tears, the most needed is a cup of celebration, not comfort.

"Merry! I'm so happy!"

Mrs. Tang cried and cried, "Go to the old city of Xue, I want to live faster!"

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