"You... who are you?"

The formation was broken, and a figure in black stopped the action of rescuing the formation flag, and looked at Lu Zheng in shock.

Lu Zheng looked and saw that this person was dressed in a muddy black robe, with a round face and small eyes, with a ring of beards, and two horizontal beards above his lips, which were hard and long, slanted to the sides.

Lu Zheng didn't bother to respond to him at all, Ao Kuo on the other side had already flew forward, pointed his spear, and pierced the opponent's throat.

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