Way of Choices

Several black figures like mountains came to the highest point of Xuefeng.

From here, it is the world of mankind, although it should be deserted no matter whether it is on the military or the map.

The headed Demon Strong has only one hand, and at this time he raised it up and motioned to stop.

The cold wind roared, flicked the iron clothes, and flicked his black hair everywhere, revealing two magic angles that could not be seen as authentic.

His eyes are dark green, extremely cold, and his tall body exudes a very powerful breath. Anyone who sees it will have infinite fear.

The second demon will be Haidi.

No matter in the snow old city or in the snow field, whether it is the devil or the human race, they are more used to call him Haidi adults, because of respect or fear.

As the devil's military status is second only to the devil handsome, he has killed countless human soldiers and monks, and his reputation has spread far and wide.

He was one of the main players in the war when the Mozu ambushed Su Li several years ago.

At that time Su Liyi cut off one of his arms, and he also left a deep wound on Su Li's shoulder.

Being able to hurt Su Li, one can imagine how terrifying the power of this demon clan is.

Haidi Ju was condescending and looked at the piece of manor in Xueling, and his cold blue face was extremely rare.

There are very few things that can surprise him in the world.

The manor is still far away from the highest point of Xuefeng. It may be more than a thousand feet. The manor is like a bonsai in the eyes of these demon strongs on the peak. The starlight fell in the bonsai. There was a young man on the lake bridge. The small one seemed to be gravel. If it weren't for Haidi, it wouldn't be possible to see the young man's appearance.

He saw it clearly, so he was surprised.

Just then, the young man looked up and looked at the peak.

Across a thousand feet of Xuefeng, they looked at each other in silence for a long time.

"I didn't expect it to be your majesty." Haidi said with a blank expression.

Of course he speaks the language of the Devil, his voice is low and full of a strange charm.

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"Leave here as soon as possible, something will happen later, and I may not be able to protect you by then."

After saying this, Chen Changsheng sensed that there was a wave of scepter hidden in the pole.

This let him know that the Demon Race has arrived, and it should be a powerful terrorist that he cannot handle.

His eyes went up to the highest point of Xuefeng, but he couldn't see clearly the picture there.

No matter how good his eyesight is, he can't see through the night that seems to be endless.

But he knew who was there.

An Hua, General and others were surprised, because what he said in this sentence was not to protect you, but to protect you...

Even His Majesty the Pope cannot protect them. Who is the upcoming enemy?

There was a sudden gust of wind on the otherwise quiet and springy lake. The cold wind in the snow ridge broke through the breath of the four seasons and swept back and forth across the lake with a harsh sound.

In the roaring wind, there were other sounds vaguely mixed.

Except for Anhua, people heard that it was the language of the Mozu, and the general himself even understood the word His Majesty in it.

Everyone changed their colors, only to realize that the original enemy was the Demon Race, and it must have been the Power of the Devil Race!

No one fled, and people pulled out swords from their waists and snatched behind Chen Changsheng.

The general asked Anhua to take care of the young formation on the rear stretcher, but walked into the pavilion and smacked the Mr. Yang directly.

The battle with the Demon Powerhouse is about to begin. At this time, he will not allow any unsafe factors in his own camp.

Zhu Sha gave a glance at the general and appreciated it.

Looking at the distant peak, Chen Changsheng said with emotion: "I did not expect to see you again tonight."

More than a year ago, he last appeared in the eyes of the world, on the battlefield between the human race and the demons. At that time, he took cinnabar and hid himself in the military mansion in secret, while working as a medical officer to save people, while killing the devil quietly. Until that day, the situation of the human army was too dangerous, and he finally had to reveal his identity. Thousands of swords made a fortune, forcibly reversing the situation at the time, but... also attracted the terrifying Demon Powerhouse.

Haidi descended from the sky, and he was seriously injured in only one stroke.

Zhusha took the risk of dissipation of the soul, ignoring Haidi's perception, and took him from the ground to leave the battlefield, but who can think of it, then in the reckless mountains, they successively encountered a sneak attack by several strong human races.

Afterwards, they naturally understood that these strong human races came from the court, more precisely, from the Tianji Pavilion used by the court.

The situation at that time was really very dangerous, if it were not for Liu Qing to appear quietly like a ghost, or he was already dead by then.

This was a bitter memory, and it made Chen Changsheng feel a little bit cold, so he chose to live in this deserted snowy ridge.

And the source of all this is because of Haidi.

Tonight, he met each other again. Do those same encounters have to be repeated again?

At the peak of the severe cold, Haidi overlooked the pearl-like lake far away under the snow ridge, without any expression on his face, and was extremely cold.

"I am under the command of an army commander and come to take your life."

The black robe is going to kill Zhu Shadan's owner.

If let him know, the owner of Zhu Shadan is Chen Changsheng, and naturally he will kill him.

——The deserted Snow Ridge, the young pope without real protection, if such a good opportunity is missed, then the old snow city will be abandoned by Luna.

I don't know why, Haidi didn't worry about Chen Changsheng's escape. Instead of rushing down Xueling, he stood at the summit and talked to him.

What happened next gave the answer. It turned out that he didn't need to skim down the Snow Ridge. He was convinced that Chen Chang was too late to leave.

——Haidi jumped from the peak.

A line of fire lit up in the night sky, then quickly extinguished.

The wind screamed, and the starlight dimmed, that is, the night seemed to be torn.

Not long ago, Ning Shiwei once dropped a rock and broke the wooden bridge on the lake.

Haidi regarded himself as a stone, no, he turned himself into a mountain.

Compared with his momentum, Ning Shiwei's mountain and stone are weak and ridiculous.

Accompanied by the shrill air squeeze, the mountain-like shadows covered the lake.

An unimaginable and terrifying impact fell on the lake.

Bang!

In the dull and horrifying thunder, the water in the lake was instantly evaporated, the mist filled, covering half of the snowy ridge.

The courtyard was ruined and turned into ruins. The wooden bridge was like a cracked dead snake lying on the bottom of a muddy lake.

Those from Songshan Military Mansion were either dead or injured, or unconscious.

A green leaf unfolded in front of Anhua, protecting her and the formation on the stretcher.

The general Pi was still alive, fell among the gravel in the broken pavilion, spitting blood constantly, watching the turbulent breath of turbulence in the night, revealing a look of despair.

At this moment, the crisp Jianming finally sounded.

Countless swordsmanship, coming from all directions, carrying the wind and rain, cut into the mountain-like black figure.

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