If the Daxia army had such talismans, would they be afraid of the Eight Dynasties?

"I drew it." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Seriously?" Xu was so excited that the handsome woman stepped forward. She was in an extraordinary quasi-heaven realm, her aura was too strong, and her aura was so strong that Zhao Yun couldn't stand firm and was knocked over.

"really."

Zhao Yun got up, looking embarrassed.

The handsome lady coughed dryly, but her eyes sparkled. She really underestimated Ji Hen. The Hongyuan ancestor had spent ten years trying to figure out the talisman, but this boy was actually proficient in it, which was really beyond her expectation.

"Daxia needs this kind of talisman."

The handsome woman's eyes are sincere and full of hope.

Then, she added, "It's not in vain."

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun took a step back and shook for a moment before standing still.

"Let's rest first." The female commander smiled and turned around and left the camp. She was so excited that she lost her composure. The main reason is that this kind of talisman is of great significance. If there are enough numbers, it is really possible for Daxia to turn the tide of the war.

, she hates war extremely, and she hopes for peace in the world.

"That's fine."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and took out the talisman-drawing equipment.

Before leaving, he left more talismans with the Red Flame Army. He owed the Chu family a huge favor and didn't want anything to happen to the handsome lady. It was because of his guilt for Chu Wushuang that he allowed him to spare no effort to help Chu Lan.

"May you have spirit in heaven."

Zhao Yun murmured and looked up at the sky.
Chapter completed!