In his perception, Mr. Zuoqiu has always been calm and steady, but this time...
Xue Zhibeihei said with a calm face: "Mr. Zuoqiu, can you explain it?"
Leng Yexiao had already been pulled down by the divine doctor Mulan for treatment.
God knows how badly this Prince Leng was injured this time out.
Not to mention catching up with Jun Linyuan, I don't know how long it will take to return to normal.
Mr. Zuoqiu's expression was heavy when he saw the collapsed main courtyard.
However, there are more serious things to say.
Mr. Zuoqiu: "Master, come with me."
Mr. Zuoqiu's health has not yet fully recovered, and he is staggering when walking.
But there was anger in Xue Dashuai's heart, and he just pretended not to see it.
Mr. Zuoqiu led him to the underground flying fighter base.
Xue Dashuai had a dark face, and thought to himself, could it be that the flying fighter base has developed a second-generation flying fighter
Mr. Zuoqiu wants to tell himself the good news
If that's the case, then it's acceptable.
The confrontation with the Junwu Empire this time has taken a big hit on Xue Dashuai.
This time, because of the addition of the variable Jun Linyuan, the senior executives of Dongsang Kingdom, who had an absolute dominant position, actually fell behind.
It would be fine if it was just a downfall, but Xue Zhibei knew very well that if Jun Linyuan didn't die, the senior officials of Dongsang Kingdom would always be in the downwind.
Not to mention destroying Wuchao Castle, now we have to prevent others from killing it!
So, he is now pinning his hopes on flying fighter jets.
However, when he saw the flying fighter base, Marshal Xue, who had never been so happy and angry, was stunned.
His originally sharp eyes burst into a violent cold light at this moment!
"Zuoqiu, it seems that you need to explain." Marshal Xue's voice was calm, but every word seemed to pop out of the wind and snow, with awe-inspiring killing intent.
After the initial anxiety, Mr. Zuoqiu has now regained his composure.
He said: "The flying fighter plane was invaded, and one hundred inscription propellers waiting to be assembled were stolen..."
Bang!
Marshal Xue was furious, and he punched Mr. Zuoqiu with a punch.
Mr. Zuoqiu fell to his knees instantly, his knees slipped backwards!
Soon his back hit the wall with a loud crash.
Mr. Zuoqiu's throat surged with blood, and he almost vomited blood, but he forcibly held back.
Although he is a grand master, his strength is not as good as that of Marshal Xue, so Mr. Zuoqiu is half a rank short in front of Marshal Xue.
He took a deep breath, forcibly pressed the rushing blood back, looked at Marshal Xue again, and continued to calmly report: "And another 100 flying fighters were stolen."
Marshal Xue's breathing was heavy, and those deep eyes that were as sharp as knives stared at Mr. Zuoqiu!
Mr. Zuoqiu saw strong killing intent in the eyes of Marshal Xue!
But... he had to keep reporting.
"And... another hundred flying fighters blew up."
Marshal Xue: "!!!"
He moved and came to Mr. Zuoqiu.
That iron pincer-like hand grabbed Mr. Zuoqiu's throat!
This is Mr. Zuoqiu, who has three divisions of the crown prince, and is in the top position in Dongsang country, but now he is strangled by the throat of Marshal Xue, but he can't move.
"Is it over yet?!"
Mr. Zuoqiu didn't finish his sentence. He smiled bitterly and continued to report: "...Flying fighter base... Inscription research area... Blow up... Second-generation in-flight fighter research... All personnel... dead..."
Marshal Xue: "!!!"
(End of this chapter)