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In the first World War, zikun took the position of commander in chief, and zimucheng, as the Lord, was naturally the deputy commander.

In the absence of the commander-in-chief, zimucheng was the biggest. The second general quickly carried out the order. After a while, the 100000 elite soldiers who had just been hoarding in front of the palace began to retreat. Only then could the torches be extinguished one by one, and all the soldiers and horses were completely disappeared in the night!

Seeing that 100000 elite soldiers had obeyed the order and all of them were scattered and disappeared, Zi Mucheng let the dark guards behind him also crush the torch, took a deep breath, quietly got off the horse, led the horse to turn around and dived into the night.

Father, Mo Yan, you must not have any accident!

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Zimucheng scattered the soldiers around him very quickly. On zikun's side, just as he and Moyan slid into the palace, they saw that the darkness was all over the place.

They stepped on the ground which should be thick and incomparable one after another, only heard a click, a slight but dull sound at their feet.

Zikun and Moyan stop breathing, but they find that the touch of the ground under their feet is not right. They step on the broad vamp quietly. They use lightness skills to reduce their weight, but they are still sinking bit by bit. As the sinking speed increases, the slight and almost inaudible rustle sound becomes clearer and clearer.

It's sound... It's quicksand!

Zikun frowned and looked at the quicksand in the moonlight. He raised his hand to the palace wall and tried to pull himself out of the quicksand layer by using the recoil force. Mo Yan stood beside him and saw that he was about to move his hand. He quickly reached out to stop him. The cold voice fell into zikun's ears, "palace wall."

Although the reminder was short, it was heavy. Zikun was stunned. He glanced at the palace wall which was only one foot away from his hand. When he saw clearly what was arranged on it, his pupils shrank, and his slightly turbid eyes quickly gathered strong vigilance.

Just now I was about to fall on this piece of palace wall, it was densely covered with a lot of sharp blades, the blade faintly suffused with dark green light, clearly smeared with poison!

On the whole palace wall, only this blade is covered with poison. I want to know that it must be the national master of Mu country who calculated the foothold they chose to enter and deliberately arranged it here. If he had just taken the initiative to feed poison because of his laziness

The poison of Mu Guo's national master must be extremely insidious. It won't make people die easily, but it can make people feel sad and die slowly in despair and pain.

If zikun is poisoned by him, what will happen? I don't want to know, but I won't leave a whole body!

This short toss, two people's body has sunk down a bit, to the thigh position, but now can't use the recoil force to break free, this quicksand layer has no focus, how to escape?

Mo Yan's hand more than a flashing cold light of the burning Xi blue sword, wrist move, is about to toward the palace wall that a whole piece of poison on the blade!

Even the lightness skill needs a foothold, so if they want to enter the palace, they will definitely step on this piece of land.

The national master of Mu state will calculate them here, and naturally arrange all kinds of organs.