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Chapter 4

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"Kill!"

"Second brother! You killed second brother, I'll kill you all! "

"Those who stand in my way will die, kill, kill, kill!"

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Outside the bamboo house, shouts of killing filled the air. Blood splattered everywhere, mud splashed everywhere, and a large number of corpses lay on the ground. More than half of the Silver Armored Soldiers were dead or injured, but they still defended the bamboo house.

Huo Guang and the Black Armored Commander's eyes were red from the killing. Both of them were injured, but the killing became more and more fierce.

The servants outside the bamboo house were trembling, and the middle-aged eunuch was anxious.

At this moment, a ray of sunlight appeared in the sky, instantly dispelling the surrounding darkness, making everyone feel at ease. The darkest moment before dawn had passed.

"Creak!"

The door of the bamboo house suddenly opened.

"Hu!"

The middle-aged eunuch immediately turned his head.

A yellow-robed young man with a pale face and a frail appearance slowly walked out.

"Lord! Lord, quickly hide, don't let the enemy see you! "The middle-aged eunuch immediately shouted.

The youth indifferently looked at the middle-aged eunuch and ignored him, continuing to watch the bloody scene.

"That bastard came out, quickly, kill him together!" A Black Armored Soldier's eyes lit up.

The Black Armored Soldier's shout immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Lord? Quickly run! "The Silver Armored Soldier Jiaohu shouted.

"Kill!"

The Black Armored Soldiers became more and more fierce.

"Lord, Old Slave, escort Lord out of here! The Great Zheng Country's consecrators have set up a formation here, as long as you rush out of the formation, you will be saved. Our Monarch Protector Camp is outside! "The middle-aged eunuch anxiously rushed forward.

The youth's face did not show the panic that should have appeared. The youth looked at the crowd, his eyes were unfamiliar, but this did not hinder the youth from judging the situation.

"Formation?" The youth indifferently said.

"Lord, if you don't leave now, it will be too late!" The middle-aged eunuch Jiaohu said.

The youth shook his head and turned his head to look around. His eyes slightly narrowed, and in a short while, the youth's gaze locked onto a bamboo forest. Staring in the direction of the bamboo forest, the young man's eyes turned incomparably cold.

There were two men standing in the depths of the bamboo forest. One of them was dressed in luxurious clothes, and there was a hint of pride in his eyes as he stared gloomily in the direction of the bamboo house. The other was an ugly old man in a Daoist robe.

There was a small flag in front of the old Daoist. His palms were emitting a faint yellow light, and he was constantly injecting the yellow light into the small flag. His eyes were full of self-satisfaction.

"Zhao Tiande, if not for you, we wouldn't have found this place! The Yan Emperor would never have thought that it was your Yan State's Zhao Family that wanted to kill this bastard. "The old Daoist laughed evilly.

"Yan Emperor? He can't wait for this bastard to die as soon as possible. After all, this bastard's identity is too special, and his parents are already dead. "Zhao Tiande sneered.

"This vile spawn has a strange background. If I were the Yan Emperor, I would also sentence him to death. However, this vile spawn has lived here for seven years. The Yan Emperor has no excuse to kill him. The Yan Emperor is not worried, but your Zhao Clan is? Hahaha! "The old Daoist laughed evilly.

Zhao Tiande looked at Consecrator Ma and smiled faintly. "Don't worry, when my Zhao Clan takes control of the Yan State, I will definitely fulfill my promise to you. The sixteen cities in the southern border of the Yan State will not be short of a single piece of land!"

"Hahaha, Zhao Tiande is the eldest son of the Zhao Clan. Your words naturally represent the Zhao Clan. I trust you!" Consecrator Ma laughed evilly.

To Consecrator Ma, whether or not Zhao Tiande kept his promise was not important. What was important was that the Yan State was becoming more and more chaotic.

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