This involves military secrets.
In the spacious White Tiger Hall, only three people sat facing each other.
The fragrance of tea lingered in the air.
Crash.
The books standing on the bookshelf toppled over, making a dull noise and pulling the two people back from their thoughts.
Yang Xu opened his mouth.
Heyuan's Mansion Master, who also served as the Western Army's Guarding General, He Ningyuan, had a look of astonishment in his eyes.
What is going on?
Just now, Liang Qu's words were forceful and resounding, echoing in the silent hall for a moment.
There was no way he could have heard wrong!
15 minutes, to kill a Lower Position Eight Beast?
It's said that injuring ten fingers is not as good as cutting off one. The Flowing Gold Sea was originally a battlefield where killing was the best option for a permanent result, but was it possible?
