Yue Jingming looked at such a big guy on the ground, shouldn’t he come to help?

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to it. It was the most suitable thing for him to take it back. Is anyone else... Of course, it was because I was too tired and had no strength.

"Sister!" was excited and crying.

"Miss." Endlessly excited.

"Uncle Master." Pure greeting.

"Uncle Grand Master!" He was quite relaxed because he didn't come back, Yu'er was about to cry.

"Your Majesty, King Jin." The tone of the front and back can be heard by ears.

Min Xue was really scared. The formation was about to go downstairs. General Yaer was ready to take the people away. He just got the news and was still dealing with it to save the people from worrying.

"Young Master..."

Nangong Nin was finally balanced, and there were people waiting for him.

"Young Master, why did you come out? Xiao Yezi was almost scared to death."

"Help me support him first, and your young master will survive." It's too heavy, these people are so cruel.

Only Nuanchun is silent. Okay, it’s really good to live, so what else is?

"Min Xue, go down to deal with Nanpo." Qin Yuexi ordered, is Nanshu this time considered a loss of his wife and a loss of troops?

"A Jin, how to deal with this thing?" Wan Xie Iron Sword didn't quite feel good about it.

Qing Jin took a look and said lightly: "It's melted." Some things should have disappeared. The Wanxie Iron Sword is the altar holy sword of the evil Gu clan.

The idea was consistent, Qin Yuexi smiled and threw it to Xisheng. I guess he heard what to do.

"Miss, Your Majesty, you are back!" Ya'er rode a horse to greet him, and the last red glow in the sky had also disappeared into the darkness.
Chapter completed!