"Nanshanhan, I surrender!"

Ye Bugui roared, opened his hands and blocked the guards of Zuoqiushan.

The soldiers of Zuoqiushan were slightly stunned, but when they saw that the undead clans were indeed obedient, they stood there and did not continue to attack.

After nearly half an hour of fighting, everyone was all human and tired.

Many of the knives in my hand can't hold them anymore.

Everyone's spirit is on the verge of collapse.

If someone shouts to stop when the war begins, no one will listen.

They all killed madly.

But now...

Everyone is exhausted.

"Follow me!" Leng Han made up his mind and knew something was wrong.

Since he has the Emperor's waist card in his hand and can mobilize the Immortal Generals, there is no need for him to stay here.

One-third of the people walked behind.

Zuoqiushan was not blocked.

Can't stop it.

"Look...what should I do?" Nan Shanhan looked at Lan Ximeng with a blue face.

There were still slap marks on his face that had not yet dissipated.

Nominally, he is the Holy Lord, so he has to respond if he does not return to surrender at night.

It was Lan Ximeng who was responsible for ordering.

"There is a problem." Lan Ximeng was very calm. He knew that Li Shier was in Fengshantai, but he was not very sure.

What is it that will make Ye Bugui surrender simply?

You know, Zuoqiushan’s advantage is not that great.

The undead tribe is far from surrendering.

Lan Ximeng raised her head and saw Li Shier and Yin Feng at a glance.

Although she knew that the Kunlun Mountain was supporting the fake saint, she now saw that she had a bad premonition.

After serving Li Shier for so many years, she felt very deeply about that man!

"Nanshanhan, I know you have always wanted to be the real Holy Lord." Lan Ximeng looked at him directly.

"That was before. I was young and frivolous and arrogant. I already learned the lesson about this incident. Sister Lan, I, Nan Shanhan, swear to the sky and I will definitely listen to you in the future! Please don't kill me!" Nan Shanhan's face was filled with horror.

He was not afraid that Lan Ximeng would get angry, but he was afraid that he would be very cold and calm towards himself like he is now.

This means that you have lost your value!

Losing the meaning of existence!

There is only one dead end waiting for him!

If Lan Ximeng can give him all this, she will naturally take it away!

Now that the undead surrenders, the biggest obstacle to Zuoqiu Mountain has been cleared!

Can you kill the donkey by unloading the mill?

"No, you misunderstood what I mean." Lan Ximeng shook her head, and a sincere smile appeared on her face.

She is not a charming bitch, but more like a mature and steady big sister.

"I didn't really want you to be a puppet before." She looked at Nan Shanhan sincerely, with her eyes very pleased. "For example, in the battle of Mingyue Villa, you suffered a great loss because you didn't listen to me. You used to be strict with you because you were sitting in such a high position. If no one restrained you and no one taught you, you would fall miserably!"

"I know you have hated me and hated me. But it doesn't matter. I have served the emperor, so I understand the emperor better than you! I want to make you an emperor and make you a real king!"

"Everyone will experience setbacks before they can grow up. Now, you can stand alone! I am just a woman, I just want to take care of my husband and children. Now, you are the real king! I will leave Zuoqiushan and will never appear in front of you again."

"Nanshan Han, the fake saint is there, that is the only existence that threatens you. The people from Kunlun Mountain have surrendered. As long as you kill the fake saint in front of the world, you can hold the throne firmly."

"There is no banquet that will last forever. Please accept the people from Kunlun Mountain and sit on the throne."

Lan Ximeng got up, bowed slightly to him, and led Ji Wuchen away.

"Leaving?" Nan Shanhan seemed to be a different life.

What happened today was too incredible to him.

Unbelievable.

What I dreamed of is within reach?

Seeing victory in front of you, the alliance will return to its former glory!

At such a barrier, did Lan Ximeng leave?

Give yourself a great country?

Dreaming?

If someone hadn't watched him, he really wanted to slap himself in the face.

Nan Shanhan looked back and Lan Ximeng really left.

It disappeared soon.

"Go. Show me carefully! Make sure she is going down the mountain! Follow the distance and give me some accurate news!"

He whispered to his confidants.

No matter what, Nan Shanhan is still the nominal holy master, and he must have close friends around him.

These people are also willing to gamble and follow him.

If Nanshan Han firmly takes up the position of the Holy Lord, they will all be heroes.

"Is it because I misunderstood Lan Ximeng?" After thinking about it, Nan Shanhan couldn't understand it at all.

No matter how normal a person can do such a thing.

"If you realize your mistake, I am willing to accept you. As a letter of fame, you will kill the foolish monarch first! At that time, I will treat you equally as the soldiers of Zuoqiushan!"

Nan Shanhan made the decision by himself, stood on the platform, looking at the people below, and felt very excited!

Finally, he became the real king!

Ruolan Ximeng did not lie to him, that means that the world will be his.

"Okay! But the Holy Lord is not weak, I hope everyone will go together." Ye Bugui narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly.

"The Holy Lord is fake! The real Holy Lord has long been dead!" Nan Shanhan pointed at Li Shier: "Don't come back at night, do you want to surrender? Kill a fake person, you can't even die without a dead clan. How dare you say that there is no surrender?"

This feeling of not asking others for help is really comfortable.

Nan Shanhan felt that all the sins he had suffered before were worth it.

"Holy Lord, Lan Ximeng has left, and has taken away all her confidants. Now he has left Fengshantai, it is absolutely true!"

After a while, the confidant who was sent out came back and said excitedly.

"Congratulations to the Holy Lord! Now the world is all yours!"

They are happier than Nanshanhan!

"It's clear! It's clear!"

A group of Nanshan Han's confidants surrounded him and talked excitedly.

Lan Ximeng's confidant left, and Zuoqiushan had no more interference.

"Okay! OK! OK! I will definitely not treat you badly! When I leave this Fengchantai, I will have a grand banquet for three days!" Nan Shanhan's mouth trembled as he spoke.

He became the Holy Lord in a way he had never thought of.

The position of the emperor made him lose his mind and he didn't even think about why Lan Ximeng suddenly left.

He only knows now that the world is his own.

"If you don't come back at night, if you continue to be obsessed with it, I will completely eliminate you! Go and kill that fake guy!" Nan Shanhan stood up and ordered in a threatening tone.

Leng Han took away some people, and now Ye Bugui is not a match for Zuoqiushan at all.

"I am the Holy Lord, everything I have is the command!" Nan Shanhan shouted excitedly!

This shout was the catharsis that he had squeezed in his heart for a long time!

I finally stood up!

"Who said I'm a fake?"

Suddenly.

A sound came into everyone's ears clearly.

"I said! Today, I want to kill you!" Nan Shanhan was almost crazy! "I am the Holy Lord. I want you to die, you must die!"

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