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"Thank you for your company, I can't look back until I reach victory." Han Xindao.

Yan Xiaomo smiled, revealing her white teeth, "Then I will accompany you until you win." ”

A sentence suddenly came to mind that companionship is the longest confession.

"I'm going to win." Han Xin said firmly.

From the moment he decided, he had taken on many things in his body, which he could not say to let go, and once he undertook them, he would bear them forever.

He needs to win, he needs to win.

If you don't win, there is only one dead end.

Han Xin discussed tactics with Cheng Yanjin and Lian Po, and several other lieutenants were also listening.

Yan Xiaomo and Long Biao were in the distance.

"Do you like Han Xin, you can't leave him with both eyes." Long Biao looked at Yan Xiaomo and said with some taste.

The sunny weather was snowing heavily, and the snow was flying, and Yan Xiaomo's eye-catching red looked particularly beautiful in the snowflakes.

"Am I not yet obvious?"

Yan Xiaomo had a faint smile on her face, and she had a delicate fairy aura all over her body, which could be viewed from a distance and could not be blasphemed.

A hint of loss flashed in Long Qiao's eyes, "Is Han Xin really that good?" ”

He didn't think he was as bad as Han Xin, why Yan Xiaomo never looked at him for more than five seconds.

Yan Xiaomo listened to the voice of some small emotions, withdrew the gaze that fell on Han Xin's body, turned his head to Long Biao and said, "Everyone who has played with him knows whether Han Xin is good or not. ”

"......" What is the answer to this?

Han Xin led the army to attack the Wild City, and Yan Xiaomo followed suit, she wanted to see Han Xin's victory with her own eyes.

The 5,000 army, under the leadership of Han Xin, took the barbarian city without much effort, and the casualties did not exceed 50.

Even Long Fu, who has never liked Han Xin very much, couldn't help but praise: "Han Xin is indeed a man with military experience. ”

Yan Xiaomo didn't speak, she needed to help Han Xin do something.

In the crowd of fleeing, Yan Xiaomo looked at the embarrassed and hasty figure with sharp eyes.

"Long Biao, come with me to arrest someone, I'm afraid she will escape." The corners of Yan Xiaomo's mouth hooked, and she walked towards the crowd with Long Biao.

The Venerable Woman did not expect that she would be discovered, and it was too late to escape.

I saw a long sword under her neck.

"Where do you want to run, my Venerable One?" Yan Xiaomo can speak loudly, exposing this woman's identity.

A person who wraps his face around will not be recognized?

Yan Xiaomo smiled lowly, this does not exist.

When the surrounding people heard His Holiness, they all looked at the masked woman with disbelief and anger in their eyes.

At this time, shouldn't His Holiness lead the soldiers of the Savage City to resist the enemy?

But His Holiness, whom they trusted, respected, and admired, fled with them.

"I'm not, I'm not a Venerable One, you recognized the wrong person." The woman dodged Yan Xiaomo's gaze, unwilling to admit her identity.

At this time, Long Biao made a gust of wind very powerfully, and directly blew off the mask of the woman's face.

The surrounding people were even more angry, it turned out to be really Venerable, and the belief in their hearts collapsed at this moment.

"I look like the Venerable, but I still say that I am not the Venerable." Yan Xiaomo shook her head and said with a sigh, but she was sneering in her heart.

Yan Xiaomo called a few soldiers and directly asked the soldiers to control the people.

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