The Prodigal Son of the Empire

"The past is gone, I hope you can cherish the present."

Anani explained: "This is a letter I recently received from Wang Kang, you should know what it means, right?"

"Chila!"

Xia actually tore up the letter directly.

"You still can't take off your mask."

"whatever!"

Anani said calmly: "I recognize the leader as my teacher, but it doesn't mean that I agree with his ideas."

"The Supreme Being saves the world, not the chaotic world!"

"Are you going to be obsessed with it?"

Xia Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You should tell the leader about this, you should be aware that the leader has changed!"

"enough!"

Xia Jing said coldly: "I'll ask you one last time, should you or shouldn't you?"

Anani shook her head.

"The leader told me before coming here, if you don't agree, then you can only..."

"Kill me?"

"Treason the scriptures and deviate from the Tao, the crime should be punished."

Xia Jing said calmly, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a big knife from his back!

The knife is as long as an arm and as wide as a palm.

He held the knife in both hands and pointed at Anani.

However, Anani was still sitting on the haystack without any reaction.

"tread!"

"tread!"

"tread!"

At this moment, a few muffled hooves of horses came from far and near.

In a blink of an eye, hundreds of riders came around, forming a circle.

These cavalry rode on black horses, and each of their knights was also wearing pitch-black armor, and had a pitch-black mask covering their faces, and at the same time, a strong sense of oppression swept over them...

The first thousand 690 eight chapters are too chaotic!

"Black Armored Army!"

Xia Jing looked around and said coldly: "It seems that you have already prepared."

His face became serious.

The Black Armored Army, the most mysterious and powerful army on the grassland.

It came from the oldest tribe on the prairie. Even though many prairie people have never really seen it, they have only heard of legends.

Their status in the grasslands is quite high. When ordinary people see them, they must bow down and salute.

The name of this ancient tribe is unknown. It is said that they are the last force protecting the grassland. They don't come out at ordinary times, and only appear when major events happen.

When Wang Kang officially became the king of the grassland, they appeared and made a clear statement of surrender.

It is also because of this that the position of Wang Kang Prairie King has been recognized...

There is no doubt about their strength!

Black war horse, black armor, this combination has a powerful and strange aura...

"It's not a preparation, it's just a plan."

Anani calmly said: "Leave, as the prophet of the grassland, it is my mission to maintain the stability and peace of the grassland. This area is no longer accessible to you!"

"It seems that you are determined to apostate."

Xia Jing said coldly: "Then I can't keep you!"

As soon as the words fell, the knife he held tightly slashed at Anani!

The edge of the blade is sharp, and the aura of the blade is vertical and horizontal.

Without the slightest hold back, with the determination to kill!

This is Taishangjiao!

Apostasy from the scriptures, the crime should be punished.

They will never be soft on those who apostate...

Also at this time.

Anani, who was sitting on the haystack, moved, as if an invisible thread was pulling her, making her leave directly and go to the other side...

This movement is quite graceful, with a sense of floating, just to avoid the murderous intent!

The moment she left, the knife slashed to the haystack!

"Shh!"

Of course, the soft dry grass couldn't bear such knife energy, and it was cut off directly, and the grass clippings flew everywhere...

But Xia Jing's complexion did not change, and he turned to slash with the horizontal knife!

"clang!"

At this moment, a saber blocked it!

It was a knight in black armor who came in time.

Due to the force, the front hooves of the horse under him lifted up and almost turned over, but it did block it...