In terms of momentum, the Ionian Coalition forces have lost a lot.
Many of them are already a little scared.
This is not good news.
"This is very bad." Karma frowned and looked at the slowly retreating troops. It took her most effort to cast spells to maintain the momentum today.
What she didn’t know was that it was a horse, and worse news was coming to her ears.
Just after it got dark.
His logistics officer told her
"Dear Lord Karma, I have to tell you that we can eat food for one day because just the day before yesterday, we lost contact with the rear trench forces. I’m sorry I should have reported earlier, but …"
Karma can’t listen anymore.
She pursed her lips to be continued.
Ps 2 nd Geng
Page one hundred and forty-four says not dead.
Let’s push back the time before sunset.
Tianwangshan
Get up slowly.
The setting sun dragged his figure to a particularly long and old age.
How strong is silence?
At the age of thirteen, his peers were enemies. At the age of twenty, he had nothing to teach him in normal schools. At the age of thirty, he traveled around Varolan looking for enemies. At the age of forty, Ionia was the first to ascend to the papacy of balanced sects.
The first half of my life is like a standard theory of education.
After forty, no one saw him again until he retired.
A lot of people are dead.
By the time he appeared in front of the world again, he was old.
No one knows how much weight he has left.
Maybe he’s really an old man, and there’s no need for a strong wind to blow him down.
But it wasn’t until Kennan and Akali made their moves that they blew a strong wind that they knew-
Say not dead
When Kennan instantly threw a dozen fenglei shuriken and at the same time carried a thunder spell to form a lightning array, trying to trap the silence.
When Akali took the cross sickle and rushed towards the silence in a shadow, he tried to kill him before he could react.
Silence is gone.
With his back to Kennan and Akali, he stooped and took a step towards the sunset.
a moment
Shadow attack in Tianlei town
Hang the setting sun in the sky alone
And silence he already don’t know when to Kennan behind him.
His hand is on Kennan’s throat.
His body is still bent.
He even seemed to cough two times very weakly.
But his palm is already a murder, and an ordinary bitterness has resisted Kennan’s neck.
Although the bitterness and silence are as old and weak as luster.