Chapter 143 Planning Thorns

The invisible mind gradually swept across the earth, sky and rivers, and all the places it could pass through. It could be said that there was no mistake. Cao Han looked at the ugly dragon in deep admiration, and it was the first time that Cao Han deep watched it so closely.

The ugly dragon gently swept, and the circle was completely clear in his heart. He sighed at the ugly dragon in the air. His heart was extremely unhappy. It was not happy to suppress his strength, but this time he came to investigate the hungry distribution of thorns and roses around him, so there was no need to waste his strength and mind.

The grass cold sits here unnaturally, and there is always a bad feeling in the dark, second only to the perceptual calculation.

"There is a camp 50 kilometers to the south, with a number of 300,000 and 100,000 in the west, all of which are soldiers and slaves." The ugly dragon slowly opened his turbid eyes, and a trace of light flashed in his pupils. He glanced at the grass, stretched out his hand as old as a tree root, and gently pressed on the cold forehead of the grass. The thoughts are transmitted to the cold grass deep in my mind.

The enemy and us and the surrounding terrain are like lanterns, hovering in the deep mind of the grass and lingering.

"Do you understand?"

The grass cold narrowed his eyes, looked at the top of the mountain coldly, and muttered in a low voice, "I understand!"

Charlie Meng is actually the supreme commander here. Unexpectedly, there may be few people here who know Baron Charley Meng. He is a well-known playboy and the second ancestor in the imperial capital. Later, he seemed to have offended someone and was taken nowhere by his father.

"So he is here." He smiled evilly, and a cunning light flashed through his eyes.

The ugly dragon glanced at the evil grass cold on his face, and then disappeared in the Rose Castle, coming and going without a trace. No one could know his existence.

"What?"

After looking around, I didn't see the shadow of the ugly dragon. Cao Han deeply dispelled the idea of asking the ugly dragon to help. As Freya got out of the prison car, she met the bitches.

Captain Shiran stepped in front of Cao Hanshen and looked at Cao Hanshen firmly. After a moment, he opened his mouth and said, "I don't know how you and Grandpa Larry met, but you have to remember that the fate between you and Grandpa Larry is only here, and you can only rely on yourself in the future."

"Come on, give them back the weapons."

With his order, several clusters of figures surged up in an instant, "crip", and a pile of weapons were thrown in front of the grass.

Cao Han's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took a step forward indifferently and picked up a rusty iron sword without thinking.

Bemon also took a step forward, picked up the last rusty iron sword, looked at the cold back of the grass, and stroked the iron sword with his hands at the same time. Suddenly, he was stunned and thought to himself: He saw it at a glance.

When Bemon was in the ruins of the red leaves, he secretly made two secret marks on his sword before handing over the weapon. Just confirmed that this was his sword in his hand. It was not easy for Cao Han Shen to find his weapon at a glance. Bei Meng had to look at Cao Han Shen again.

I don't know whether it is intentional or unintentional, except for the bitch, the weapons of others are intact.

The bitch first showed a shocked face, and then stepped forward. He laughed like picking up a treasure and carefully picked up the last weapon. The dim sword body was slightly dark and did not open the front. No matter how you look at it, it was a semi-finished product. Except for the heavy, it was nothing surprising. Such a sword bitch was as if it was obtained. Like Bao, at the end, he still kissed the sword a few times, chased the cold back of the grass, and walked to the camp.

"Tut! Tut! Tut!" The bitch turned around step by step and shook his head while shouting at the captain.

Chushan suddenly turned around and smiled gently at the bitch. This bitch is cheap enough! It's not easy to worry at all.

The captain narrowed his eyes and asked coldly to the soldiers around him, "Where did you find this sword?"

"Captain, your tent..."

"What?" The captain grabbed the soldier's shoulders excitedly, and his five fingers sank, and a soft click came from the soldier's shoulder.

"That was a waste sword sent by Baron Charley yesterday, a semi-finished iron sword. It was... It was the deputy captain who asked me to change... cough..." The soldier's face was pale, sweating and tears, his legs were trembling, and he opened his mouth and shouted anxiously. If he spoke slowly, he would die.

"Hmm!"

He glanced coldly at the soldier, then let go of his hands and walked to the top of the mountain.

He asked the soldiers to change the sword, but when he saw the surprise of the beneer and the secret joy of getting the treasure, it was as disgusting as eating a fly. He forced to know if the sword was a treasure, or the general-level red dragon would be too worthless.

Faria stared at the captain and rushed to the top of the mountain impatiently. Her curiosity was like a cat. She immediately leaned over and said, "Is this sword really a sword?"

"What do you think?" With a cheap smile, the bitch also put his face in front of Fulia.

Looking at the increasingly disgusting face, although it was split at a touch, Freya still screamed like a ghost, instantly retreating, staring at the bitch angrily.

"You kiss me, and I'll tell you." The bitch clings to each other and keeps a meter away from Freya, which is really tight.

"Get out!"

"Tut! What a fierce, Nihahahaha!" The bitch licked her lips and stared at Filia fiercely, like a snake hunting frog.

Flia really regrets. If you had known it, don't ask. Curiosity killed the cat. The ancients didn't bully me.

The beast lacked roots and didn't know what had happened. As he walked, he foolishly touched the axe.

Bemont still followed the team drowsily, without any help. He neither walked in the front nor fell behind. Although his pace was shaken, he was always in the center.

She stared at the bitch until Furya's exclamation that she didn't wake up. For a long time, she suspected that the bitch had a slight personality split, that is, insanity, until now that she was sure.

Many times, Cao Han deeply feels that the bitch doesn't know what he is doing. He is like wearing a mask and dares not show his true face.

"Hm?"

The bitch frowned slightly and looked dissatisfiedly at the cold grass that suddenly stood in front of Freya.

Grao Hanshen didn't say anything and didn't move, just stood in front of Flia. Cao Hanshen was already angry, and the bitch did too much.

shook his head, and the bitch took a step back and immediately walked to the back of the team. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. When he strayed by, Cao Han deeply heard: "Why has it appeared so frequently recently..."

Judging from this situation, the bitch also knows about himself.

..................

"Have you heard that we are going to the battlefield tomorrow?"

"How do you know?"

"Hey, brother, where did you get my news? Haven't you heard that there is no impenetrable wall in the world?"

"Cut~~, who knows if your message is true or false?"

"Then do you believe me?"

"No?"

pa~

The man slapped his thigh and said, "That's enough. If you don't believe me, what else do you want to ask..."

The gossip from around him "just happened" to reach the ears of Cao Hanshen and others, attracting everyone's attention.

When the two of them were talking, Cao Hanshen carefully paid attention to Freya's every move. He clearly found that she was fisting to the third person in a panic, but after thinking about it, Cao Hanshen withdrew his mind and pretended to be attracted by their conversation.

Flia looked at the grass in panic and intuitively told herself that she had been found, but the third party did not tell her that there was someone nearby to spy on her, and immediately muttered to herself, "Am I careless?"

"The grass is cold and deep! Trouble, *fan!"

"Ah!", gently patted his chest. Cao Han looked at the ugly dragon out of thin air with deep fear. He climbed up to his heart angrily and was almost scared to death. Can the name Cao Hanshen be called casually? And it was a sudden attack.

Shaking the white robe on his body, the ugly dragon shook his head secretly and sighed repeatedly. A few beards were inadvertently pulled out. The few beards suddenly became a little less, and his face suddenly showed pain, so he did not shake his head.

"What's the trouble?"

Cao Han grinned deeply and immediately showed his face. He praised in his heart that he deserved it.

"The Thorn Rose Alliance will send 50,000 troops in a few days to steal the castle." The ugly dragon said word by word, staring at the grass with a sad face. Of course, the ugly dragon is not worried about himself. He is worried about the grass cold. 50,000 regular troops, there are less than 20,000 people here.

As expected, the Thorn Rose Alliance is not unaware of the location of the Rose Fort, but it is not the time. The war is on the verge of breaking out. The Thorn Rose Alliance has no scruples, and it is reasonable to destroy the nails nailed to the Thorn Rose Alliance.

I just don't know what role Kaley played in this battle.

"When?"

"Within three days."

Grass coldly looked at the ugly dragon speechlessly, my God! Within three days, it was too urgent to have enough time, and I couldn't think of any good ideas for a long time.

"If...", holding the spiritual ring tightly, Cao Han thought of the two things inside, not to mention 50,000, even 500,000, don't worry.

"No! You must not touch that thing." The ugly dragon narrowed his eyes and swept away his mind, and Cao Han thought deeply into the ugly dragon's mind.

When Cao Hanshen thought of that thing, he was itchy. He couldn't reveal it and wanted to throw it to the Thorn Rose Alliance. How many souls were there? Thinking about it, his saliva couldn't help flowing down.

"Huh?" After touching his mouth, he didn't have the wet feeling he thought. Cao Han couldn't help but wonder.

"Bappa~Bappa~"

With the direction of making the sound, Cao Han couldn't help but be stunned. The blue figure kept swimming behind him. Who else could Xiaoqing be? The corners of Cao Han's mouth raised a little and smiled, "It turned out to be you, a little troublemaker."

"Ji-Ji~"

"Thorn Canyon!" The ugly dragon pinched his beard and said with a mysterious face. Then with a move from the old man, Xiaoqing was sucked away by the ugly dragon and played with Xiaoqing.

Since the thorns sent troops to steal the fort, why don't we plan...