After Yue Fei and the other two retreated, Ma Jin couldn't help but stretched, walked towards the bedroom with a yawn, and then casually ordered:

"Thank you, you should also step down, I'm exhausted."

"Your Majesty, you sleep early, I will leave!" Wang Chengen bent down and bowed, and slowly retreated out of the hall.

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Lying on the soft palace bed with his head raised, Ma Jin was a little overwhelmed for a moment. I don’t know if it was because of this period of military life that made him accustomed to the golden swords and iron horses, or if he had a good night of not being able to share the same scene with Jun.

Anyway, I couldn't sleep on both sides, but I became more and more energetic, so I just got up and planned to chat with the system.

"System, how many chances do I have to summon me?"

"Ding! The host retains the chance to summon four times."

"What about the lottery?"

"Ding! The host retains the chance to draw twice."

Ma Jin's eyes lit up immediately. During this period, the government was complicated and trivial. He forgot all the system. Unexpectedly, the number of summons and lottery numbers accumulated so much.

"System, I want to use a summoning opportunity to summon troops!" Ma Jin rubbed his hands and said impatiently.

"Ding! Please confirm whether the host is using a summoning opportunity and summon troops!"

"confirm!"

"Ding! The system confirms that it is being summoned..."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully summoning the elite cavalry of the Northern Song Dynasty - Jingsai Army.

Under the seal is the Great Dao Talisman - the two words "Kongtong". If you hold this seal, you can control the human world, govern the human race in all worlds, govern the cycle of reincarnation, and the life and death of the underworld. You can truly achieve my destiny and my life and death.

After reading the introduction, Ma Jin couldn't help but tremble. Of course, it was not happy, but scared. This was the thing of the saint of the Heavenly Dao. If he took it, if Laojun was unhappy, he could kill him with a slap. Uh, it's wrong... Maybe he might have finished playing with it with a cough.

This thing is good, but it's too hot. For a moment, Ma Jin was a little undecided. Should I want it, or should I want it, or...
Chapter completed!