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Chapter seven hundred and seventy-first corpse blood poison, rush to the white(2/2)

Bai Qi just shook his head casually and smiled: "I mean nothing, don't be polite!"

"Father Commander, Military Advisor Xu, this is Brother Bai Qi and Bai!" Xue Dingshan introduced on the side: "Brother Bai, this is my father, the Grand Marshal of the Tang Dynasty's Conquest of the West. And this is the Military Advisor of the Tang Dynasty's Conquest of the West."

Bai Qi also nodded and smiled politely at the two of them, "Marantor Xue! Military Advisor Xu!"

"Bai Baiqi?" Xue Renguihe glared slightly at Bai Qi in surprise.

Xu Maogong, who was standing beside him, also looked at Bai Qi with surprise and said in disbelief: "Dare you ask, but the pre-Qin general, General Bai Qi, Wu'an Jun?"

"Mr. Wu'an?" Bai Qi, who had a look of remembrance, shook his head and said calmly: "Call me Bai Qi!"

Seeing that Bai Qi obviously didn't want to mention the past more, Xu Maogong immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Bai is really a blessing for the Tang Dynasty and the people. Mr. Bai is exhausted all the way, please go to the city first to take some wine and meat to rest!"

"Sir? This title is interesting!" Bai Qi smiled: "You military advisor, have a little meaning. Since that's the case, I won't be polite to you."

Xue Rengui also hurriedly bowed and smiled: "It is our luck to be able to greet Mr. Bai."

While talking, the group surrounded Bai Qi and headed towards Suoyang City.

Besides, outside Suoyang City, deep in the blood evil formation covered by endless blood mist, on the formation platform where blood rune light was flashing. The moment when the thin blood evil soldier was killed, the illusory figure shrouded in the black mist, the Ghost King couldn't help but tremble all over his body and the black mist shook, and a suppressed and painful voice sounded.

"Sir Ghost King, what's wrong?" Su Jinlian, who was standing beside her, couldn't help but ask in surprise when she saw this.

The Ghost King, whose black fog was trembling around him, spoke slowly in a hoarse voice: "A master has come from Tang Jun. If I don't check it, I will suffer a secret loss!"

"Master?" Su Jinlian was slightly stunned, then sneered: "Have you brought reinforcements? So what if they invited some immortal cultivators? Can they still break the blood evil formation you set up by the Ghost King?"

However, the Ghost King shook his head and spoke solemnly: "No, it's not easy for the person to come! Moreover, he is not a person who cultivates immortals."

"Isn't it a person who cultivates immortals?" Su Jinlian frowned: "Did the Tang army actually invite the demon clan?"

The Ghost King said, "No! Of course, it is not the demon clan. But the witch clan."

"Witch Clan?" Su Jinlian was slightly stunned, and turned to surprise and said in surprise: "There is the Witch Clan above the Ancestral Star? According to legend, did the Witch Clan perish in ancient times? How could it be? And they also went to help the Tang army."
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