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In the tent.
Xiao ran, who had transformed into Xia Zheng, sat on the main seat. A middle-aged general stood below him. He was pang Shan, Xia Zheng's most trusted aide.
"Have the orders been passed down?" Xiao ran changed his voice and spoke in Xia Zheng's tone.
"It's all ready," Pang Shan nodded heavily.
"After dawn, they will have their breakfast and the poison will act up. At that time, they will completely lose their strength and spiritual power. They will be paralyzed on the ground and become prisoners."
"Well done! When we've killed the Marquis of Eastern desolation and the others, I'll give you the greatest merit in this battle. "
"It's all because of your good command, Sir. I don't dare to claim credit. " Pang Shan knew how to conduct himself.
He spoke out the worry in his heart.
"The Marquis of East desolation has a profound cultivation base and powerful means. Will poisoning really work?"
