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622 To seek God is to seek oneself(2/2)

Blood spattered like a line, and the knife cut off Li Shang's strong left hand, and the break at the wrist was almost flat.

All these thoughts lasted only a moment, and in that moment I suddenly understood - I was the man who had wronged me, and the bone whistle I heard that night was an accident. Were you not secretly using that bone whistle to tame the falcon back then?

As the "king", Beidi also followed to watch herding and hunting. When the Ashi people showed our strength and bravery to your capable princess, what some people know is that you recorded every path for Xiao Sheng.

Road, people I’ve seen.

The god who is always stingy in lending a helping hand in this world should be himself.

Li Shang stood up again with the knife in his hand. The mask under his face fell off, and the scars on his face were dripping with blood. I trembled and covered the socket of my left eye, which had been gouged out by the eagle's claws.

He rushed towards Na Tilie madly, roaring like an evil ghost and asked: "Who is he! Who is he?"

In the last moment, this deep roar turned into a sharp scream.

Na Tilie had the advantage of reason and seriously injured Yanhan Tilie's right arm with his sword, but Li Shang, Tilie went crazy and seemed to be aware of the pain. Although there was a plan, his instinct burst out with a more terrifying force.

strength.

But my father died, my father actually died, and Chang Kuo, the commander-in-chief of the Sheng Army, beheaded my father in public.

I told you before that you are not weird!

"Who is he!" I asked tremblingly, while the knife kept pressing forward.

Tilie took a breath for a moment, and finally managed to support his lower body. He quickly sat up and looked at Li Shang Tilie, who ran away some distance to fight with the eagle.

You won...should be considered a win.

The moment after he lost his resistance, Ti Lie tried his best to lift his left leg, bent his knees and struck Li Shang Ti Lie's ribs. Taking advantage of my strength to loosen, he pulled away to avoid it, and the tip of Li Shang Ti Lie's knife fell to the ground.

At this moment, you have raised your lower body from the side, holding half of the broken sword in each hand, and used all your strength to thrust it diagonally towards Li Shang's strong ribs!

The eagle was originally an injured eagle. It was rescued by Beidi by chance. You named it Yufeng.

Na Tilie has always abandoned one principle:

When there is a huge disparity between the enemy and you, the sharpest weapon should be brought out when you are least sure that it can seriously injure the enemy.

The next year, I finally waited for the news of the war, and this man was taken to the back line... Maybe I won't have the chance to attack you, and I will pay it back a hundred times.

Taming an eagle is their tradition. Those who can master the art of taming an eagle are those recognized by the gods. He has been trying to tame an eagle of his own, but has never been able to do so.

Until then, I suddenly heard the sound of the bone whistle. The melodious music was like the most vicious curse, and like an eagle's claws, it hooked up my bloody memories!

We think that this little Sheng princess likes to write poems and compose poems to relieve her worries, but she knows that everything written in your pen contains secret codes, and you have placed eyeliners like nails under the land of Ashi.

Your left hand, which was hanging by the side of your head, was raised from the snow.

The swords were fighting, and Li Shang Tilie knelt down to suppress Tilie. My bloody eyes were dripping with sticky plasma, and it was dripping under Tilie's face.

But you are not dead yet! Dead!

My royal brother became the new Khan.

I suddenly let out a maniacal laugh, trying to wake myself up from the hallucination. I raised the knife to end the man's life and the absurd feeling, but the last moment, this white shadow seemed to come out of a nightmare and rushed over.

It roared and attacked my head and face, its sharp claws firmly embedded in my flesh.

When the inside is weak, attack its heart. This is a military strategy.
Chapter completed!
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