The spirit power gallops wantonly in the military meridians, making him like an expert in the world, slowly standing on the top of the ground spike, his eyes also open, and he looks down with the usual irony.

Bin Wen's death was so sudden that many young people were already flustered. He was not as steady as a man with some experience.

So the disorderly stab just now really killed several Tianlong people, and the rest of them also looked embarrassed. No matter their clothes or outer robes, they were all in tatters and had no original gorgeous appearance.

Ling Bu's injury is the most serious, whether it is the cheek or the body, has been covered with large and small scars, blood almost half of the gray robe are dyed red, the ordinary face is also destroyed, the bridge of the nose has been pierced, become a piece of soft meat hanging on the face.

His strength is similar to that of the army, and his character is more stable. If he only cares about himself, he will be more natural and unrestrained than the other party.

However, this man was born in the Tianlong Empire, where martial arts are the most important, but he has a soft personality. His heart is not good enough. Therefore, he was stunned to escape from the ground spikes that came from all over the place just now. At the same time, he also saved many teammates whose accomplishments are better than his own.

Although the death toll has been greatly reduced, we can see how significant the cost is by looking at the bloody body.

"Look, you have to be a peacemaker on weekdays. You have a good heart." The soldier stood at the top of the spike and bent down to look at the scars on the other side's face. "Now it's good. I didn't save a few people. On the contrary, I've lost all my wounds. My face is even uglier. What a pity."

Ling Bu was also in the mood to talk to this man. As soon as his lips opened, he coughed several mouthfuls of blood, and his breath became unstable.

Looking at each other's embarrassed appearance, the disdain in the army's heart became more and more obvious. Looking at this useless stab, it was just a cold hum, and the evaluation of the owner of Yaoguang emperor's tomb was even lower.

"In my opinion, either the owner of the emperor's tomb is too stupid, or someone has set a trap for us to step on." He said so, but the tone is strange, people can't hear is mocking, or in serious analysis of the situation.

The rest of the people were frightened and wounded. There was no spare time to do other things. They were all calling around and counting the number of casualties and the remaining combat power. No one answered him.

This can make the military embarrassed standing in the air, a pair of slender eyes four Piao, is cold hum, the account silently recorded.

"Brother Ling, there are four dead in our team, and I don't think half of my body is saved. I just gave him a sword and let him go directly." A younger brown robe still had tears in his eyes, but he still forbeared fear and sadness, reporting word by word.

After hearing what he said, Ling Bu pulled up the edge of his ragged robe and wiped the blood from his face. If Chang Yunming was in charge, he had to sigh several times, and his sorrow would hang on his face.

But now Chang Yunming, the most important person, didn't come up. Bin Wen died very quickly and his military life was cold and thin. Let alone take care of others. If it wasn't for the good in the tomb of Emperor Yao Guang, he would not even answer the orders of the high officials of Tianlong. Naturally, he didn't care about his own business.

The bloodstain was wiped away by the edge of the broken robe full of dust, revealing Ling Bu's face now.

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