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Immediately, seeing Wang Xiaojian's strange expression, he gradually became sad.

He covered his mouth, as if he was holding back something, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and cried out with a "wow".

"General...you are so miserable."

"Those bastards from Yulingmen are simply not human...they treat you like this."

"Your baby...was cut off. You can't be a fairy anymore!"

"General, you... are too miserable."

"Subordinate, my heart aches for you... ouch!"

"..."

Wang Xiaojian obviously wanted to laugh, but under Yu Zhanlong's gaze, with snot and tears, he cried even more sadly.

The way he cried was very exaggerated.

Zhang Fei was dumbfounded.

He clearly knew that Wang Xiaojian was faking it.

However, Wang Xiaojian's crying voice and realistic acting skills also made him feel sad.

Yu Zhanlong was immersed in pain.

Hearing Wang Xiaojian's crying, he recalled the sad past again.

Those were two core disciples of the Spirit Refining Sect. They were handsome and handsome, but they were extremely vicious, so they eunuched him alive.

The whole process lasted for an hour.

A total of 81 knives were cut.

It is the cruelest torture in the Spiritual Sect.

Yu Zhanlong was in pain.

The sad past was recalled, and Yu Zhanlong was saddened by it, and couldn't help crying.

However, Yu Zhanlong is Yu Zhanlong after all.

He is the great general of the Moro Kingdom, possessing a firm will that no one else has.

Even though he was cut ninety-nine and eighty-one times, he still survived strong.

Seeing Wang Xiaojian mourning and crying for what happened to him, he was relieved, and then comforted him, "Bian Daque, don't be so sad. Isn't that thing gone? This general doesn't really care."

"what?"

Wang Xiaojian opened his eyes wide, and his sad handsome face showed an expression of disbelief, "General, why don't you care. That is the most precious thing."

General Yu Zhanlong had a complicated look on his face.

He was suffering from the loss of his precious things, but there was still a look of relief on his painful face, he continued towards Wang Xiaojian, and said: "Bian Daque... To tell you the truth, the general has not been doing well. "

"And my group of wives and concubines are all like wolves and tigers. This general is really powerless to deal with them. This general is not only powerless. This general is also very embarrassing..."

Seeing Wang Xiaojian stop crying and seeing the puzzled expression on Wang Xiaojianjun's face, he blushed.

As a man's self-esteem, he did not have the courage to speak.

His body was weak, and he said vaguely: "Anyway... Bian Daque, I can't explain those things in a single word. Now, since it's gone, I'm relieved. Eh."

"It's extremely dangerous here, take this general out of here first."

"If the Demon Emperor comes, we won't be able to survive..."

Compared with the pain of losing his lifeblood, Yu Zhanlong was more worried that the terrifying Demon Emperor would come back again.

The strength of that demon is extremely terrifying.

He, a Martial Emperor whose cultivation base has been abolished, is useless except for the divine consciousness he still possesses, plus this Bian Daque, and Zhang Fei are also useless.

If the Demon Emperor comes, they will die.

Therefore, he urged Wang Xiaojian to take him away as soon as possible.

Wang Xiaojian himself is the Demon Emperor, but after hearing Yu Zhanlong's words at this time, his handsome face showed a suitable expression of fear.

He hurriedly said: "General, you are right. When I came here, I heard that the Demon Emperor destroyed the Yuling Gate. Maybe he is still nearby. Let's leave here quickly."

"A Fei, you have great strength and run fast, carry the general on your back. First, unchain the general."

Wang Xiaojian possessed 20 jin of strength early on.

Now, after reaching the cultivation base of the Three Star Martial Emperor, his strength is even more frightening.

Carrying a Yu Zhanlong is no longer a problem.

And as a courteous subordinate, he should be the one who left behind Yu Zhanlong's back.

However, Wang Xiaojian dislikes Yu Zhanlong very much.

The thought of Yu Zhanlong Jiji almost gone, and blood under his buttocks made him feel very sick.

Although he pretended to be a general of the Moluo Kingdom, he really didn't want to let that disgusting blood get on him, so he let Zhang Fei do it.

"Yes, big brother."

Zhang Fei didn't dislike it.

He nodded towards Wang Xiaojian, then raised the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand, gathering strength to break the black gold iron chain wrapped around Yu Zhanlong's ankle.

Then, he bent down, helped Yu Zhanlong up, and carried him on his back.

"hiss!"

In the process of carrying Yu Zhanlong on his back, Zhang Fei pulled Yu Zhanlong's wound again. Yu Zhanlong cried out in pain, his pale face was covered with sweat, and his body became weaker.

Fortunately, Yu Zhanlong was once the strongest of the two-star Martial Emperor.

Although his cultivation base has been abolished, his physique that has been trained so far is still strong.

If someone below the Emperor Wu suffered the same injury, he would definitely not be able to survive now.

But even so, Yu Zhanlong looked very bad.