The night wind is cold, and even the bones are hurt.

The environmental conditions of the demons themselves are harsh and cannot compare to the Central Plains, so it is often difficult for pedestrians to be found in the demons at night.

Most people either hide in the city or even fall asleep peacefully in the house.

Only this small force is still moving against the wind.

Moreover, the expression was extremely hasty.

They walked quickly against the cold wind, as if they were afraid that once they stopped, something horrible would happen.

"Damn it, I'm really unwilling to let Han Sanqian win like this."

At the front of the team, there was a person lying on two simple stretchers. Although he was covered with a quilt, he was just a simple linen, which could not resist the cold wind.

Both of them had frozen frost on their faces and purple lips.

And this roar came from the first young man on a single frame!

Ye Shijun!

Who else can move regardless of the wind and cold at night besides this Mingyu army that escaped from the Luocheng in a hurry?!

"It's all my fault that Han Sanqian is really evil. He has been consumed by us like that, but in the end he has nine lives like that cat. The real energy in his body is extremely abundant even in the end."

"Yes, this is really a bit out of reality, and it feels like a dream. Otherwise, based on our careful tactics and arrangements, Han Sanqian would have no chance of survival, let alone winning."

"Strange, weird, weird, it's so strange. Elder Shenlong, do you have any insights?"

Suddenly being named, Mingyu pulled back from her thoughts. She shook her head helplessly. Regarding this, she has been thinking hard since she escaped from the city of Daluo.

But, unfortunately, no matter how she thought, she still couldn't realize the mystery hidden in it.

"This is indeed strange, but I believe that it is impossible to detect the secret behind this by speculation alone. I will report Han Sanqian to the Holy Lord and let the Holy Lord send someone to investigate it."

"Otherwise, Han Sanqian alone, we may not suffer more losses in the future." Ming Yu said.

Everyone nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, we almost suffered a big loss this time, and the losses were extremely heavy. Not only should we lose the city after working hard for so long, but we also suffered extremely serious losses in the loss of soldiers and generals. Han Sanqian is really a dog thief, with thirty places, not too much, not too little, but it just hits our key points."

"Yes, actually there are still many talents in the management team that haven't brought them out, but it's a pity..."

Most of the thirty people are real backbones, but they may not be talents. There is a saying that talents can only reach the middle level, mediocre talents can only be at the lower level, and only real blood can be at the upper level.

What is blood talent?

Talent of relationships.

No matter how strong your ability is, it is not as good as that level of relationship. It is both helpless and reality.

"Hmph, everyone doesn't have to be discouraged. If it's ours, it's ours. If Han Sanqian can kill him, there are so many people in the city. Can he finish killing him?"

"When we stabilize our position and regain our strength and kill the generals, it would be better for him to not be in the city at that time. Otherwise, we and the brothers who were originally in harmony with each other, and he would definitely kill him, Han Sanqian threw away his armor and shouted for forgiveness."

I don’t know which executive who should have fallen into the city shouted like this, and in a moment, the morale of many people increased a lot.

"Yes, today's grudge will be avenged in the future. I have never suffered such hardship in my life. It's really bad to escape in such cold air at night. Damn it, when we kill back, Han Sanqian will definitely die."

"Yes, kill him, kill him."

A group of people followed suit.

Ming Yu showed dissatisfaction on his face and frowned: "Have you said enough?"

No one expected Mingyu to suddenly get angry, and the atmosphere that was originally rising instantly fell into low pressure.

Only Zhu Yanshuo could roughly understand the cause of Ming Yu's anger. When he was defeated, he even spoke wildly.

More importantly, will it really belong to them as before?

In front of me, there was a vast dark area, and I couldn't see the future ahead, and it seemed that I couldn't see the future that should fall into the city.

The next day, it was dawn, and a critical strike against them was ready...
Chapter completed!