"Look, stinky, those people are tall and strong, yours?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that this army, even if we are far away, we can clearly know that it is a disciple of the Troll Palace. As its name suggests, the Troll Palace people are like giants, and we have a lot of impressions about it."

"Troll Palace, haha, the old family forces of the demon clan, although there are only nearly 10,000 people, in fact, these people are all elite because of their own body shape."

"That's right. These people can put a huge amount of energy everywhere they want. With them coming to help, the situation will definitely change. Not to mention, if they can free up their hands to help us, it means that other troops can free up their hands."

"Han Sanqian, wash your neck."

A group of people were so happy that they couldn't explain clearly. After all, the current difficult situation suddenly saw the dawn, and the excitement was difficult to control. The amount of words and the intensive ridicule were said.

Han Sanqian didn't say anything, smiled slightly, and was silent for a moment before laughing: "Since that's the case, don't say I'm bullying you, give you some chance, just wait for them to arrive, how about?"

When they heard Han Sanqian's words, the group of people smiled first, and the next second, they laughed wildly.

"Fuck, I've seen people looking for death, but I haven't seen people looking for death so cheaply."

"Han Sanqian, you are really good. I don't know if you are ill in your brain, or if you are used to pretending to be accustomed to it, but no matter what, just based on what you said just now, I don't hate you so much."

"You have more sympathy for him, right? Hahahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The group of people laughed wildly and were extremely disdainful. Over there, Su Yingxia and others were also confused.

"What is Sanqian doing?" Ningyue frowned: "I can understand that I persuade the opponent to surrender, but seeing the enemy reinforcements coming, not only will they not retreat or step up their attacks, why are you still waiting?"

"The Troll Palace is an old demon troop. Although there are not many people coming, our strength should not be underestimated. We are already in extremely difficult situations. Isn't this 3,000-year-old is clearly pushing us into the fire pit?"

"Yes, we are not an advantageous situation, I really don't understand..."

Even if they are old subordinates and trust each other, at least it is difficult for everyone to understand this time.

Su Yingxia did not speak out, silently listening to the questions of the people in her ears, and her brows frowned tightly for a moment.

As a wife, as the person who knows Han Sanqian best, she knew that Han Sanqian must have her reason for doing this, but after thinking about it, she was confused and did not have any one of them.

"Wait, just fucking according to your wishes, let's wait."

Ye Shijun slapped the coffin and said coldly: "I'm begging for death. Do we still want to refuse? In that case, wouldn't our group of people seem too inhumane?"

Say waiting is waiting.

Ye Shijun temporarily stopped attacking, and a group of people were waiting in place.

Han Sanqian also did not launch any attack, and stood there in the same way as the opponent.

The shocked thing is Futian.

It was obvious that the above was still fighting before, but suddenly there was no movement.

The natural vision at the foot of the mountain was not as good as the mountain. After waiting for a long time on Futian, he heard the soldiers coming to report that a giant was found on the outside.

Later, before Futian could make any response, the above came to a secret letter asking for a large switch to put the group in. They were from the friendly trolls' palace.

Futian was very happy to hear this news, after all, their reinforcements finally arrived.

But before the happiness could even stay for a few more seconds, Futian's brow suddenly frowned tightly.

"It seems...it seems something is wrong?"
Chapter completed!