C412 Xiahou Dao's Death!

The fat battalion commander excitedly swung a red hammer with a low purity. He rode on a fat horse and galloped towards Yeh Wuxue.

About five meters in front of Yeh Wuxue, the fat battalion commander laughed and said, "Beauty, you have such a good mood? Play the zither here."

Yeh Wuxue raised her head and glanced at the fat battalion commander. Suddenly, she felt nauseous.

"Ugh!"

"Hey