Chapter 20： Easily dislike (1/2)

Sang knew from afar that the ending of the book was about to take place.

How many people can survive after this campaign?

You Wuming is seriously injured in the book. If you still have to protect yourself, I am afraid...

My heart felt only cold and cold.

Is this a short journey through time and space?

If you were killed, you would save a lot of disasters for this world, and it would be regarded as not in vain.

She thought sarcastically.

Indistinctly, there seemed to be a deep wind and thunder sound.

Thunder rolled the black iron, and the rumbling sound was approaching.

”this is……”

I saw a fire dragon meandering over the inner Great Wall. The speed was so fast that the Sangzi flag was waving in the wind.

Sangzhou King, here it is!

It turned out that Sangzhou Wang led the soldiers and rushed directly from the inner Great Wall, saving a lot of detours, and actually shortened the trip by half a day!

Hong Zhong's roar of a lion traverses a wide buffer zone, echoing between the inner and outer Great Wall.

”Sang Chengming has already betrayed. Will he want to help the abuse, or will he return quickly?!”

”Don't you come down quickly?!”

”Quickly descend!”

The gates opened, and the spirited tiger and wolf teacher rushed out of the gates, and the iron hooves stepped over the wave of the Wraiths, tearing them into thousands of pieces without mercy!

At this moment, the demon is retreating, just like chasing the dog of the mourning family.

The Sangzhou Army quickly crossed the buffer zone, and a barrel of kerosene was transported over to the ghosts hoarding under the Great Wall and rushing towards the walls frantically, burning them to a squeak. , Rolling together.

Thousands of crossbows fired at once, and the demons that flew into the air fell in arrows.

The pressure on the city wall is suddenly reduced!

But everyone's face did not look good.

No one knows whether this Sangzhou army came to harvest them. The other party had ample ammunition, strong soldiers, and his own, all exhausted, reached the limit...

Han Shaoling had the worst face.

The interception has been revealed, he and Sangzhou, can be described as tearing most of the face. He could not imagine what the Sangzhou King, who had an absolute advantage at the moment, would do to him.

You Wuming, like a ghost, stuck to Sang Yuan and exhaled gently beside her ear.

”Little Mulberry, are you leaving me?”

Sang looked back at him from afar.

I saw the black eyes, full of murderousness unabashedly.

”I can't let you leave alive.” He smiled, his face looked abnormally white in the blood.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Sang Yuan felt that his smile was somewhat fragile, like a little flower bud touching in the rain.

”How can I leave you.” She rolled her eyes and smiled, ”Finally, I will take you back to Sangzhou to see your parents when I finish your victory.”

”Really? I don't believe it.” His cold hands slowly leaned on her neck.

”I was injured,” he said, ”If Sang Chengyin wants to grab, I can't take you alive.”

His black eyes became very hollow, and his palms gradually worked hard.

Sang grabbed his clothes from afar, and looked at him up and down: ”Why don't I go wherever I go! Where are you hurt, let me see if it matters?!”

He stiffened for a while, let go of his hand, and stared at her weirdly.

After a while, he smiled.

”It's really a big girl to stay! Xiao Sanguo, if your father knows that you depend on me like this, I'm afraid I'm going to spit blood three liters!”

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...” Isn't it to save your life under the devil's claw?

”Forget it,” he grabbed her by the shoulder, ”I believe you.”

He fixed her eyes fixedly: ”Don't let me down, otherwise you will regret coming to this world.”

Sang smiled slightly shyly.

You Wuming was laughed at by her, and a pair of bright black eyes rolled slowly, as if remembering if she had said something wrong.

For a while, he coughed unnaturally, grabbing her and preparing to go down the city wall.

At this moment, Sang Jun is pushing a barrel of ignited kerosene on a heavy black iron low-level truck and pushing it to the left and right. I saw that the fierce fire dragon rumbling through, swayed a wide passage of nearly one hundred feet, and the demon could not be overtaken for a moment.

A bearded, muscular man rode a crimson cloud beast and stood under the gate.

Sang Yuanyuan: ”...” Is this man the King of Sangzhou?

In fact, she really wants to get in touch with Sangzhou's ”relatives”.

To Linggu and others, she can use amnesia to hide the past, but instead of going to get along with her family... Sang Yuan doesn't know how to manage herself.

”Han Shaoling!” The bearded man gave a lion-like roar in one mouth, ”Give my daughter a good birth! Or you don't have to come down!”

Han Shaoling stood by the wall and replied aloud: ”Sangzhou King, my wife and I just made a little misunderstanding. She did not say goodbye. You not only did not persuade me, but also attacked me to stay here! For your care, you asked me today if you want someone? King Sangzhou, so that the wicked will complain first, but it is not a gentleman!”

”Hehehehe...” Sang Chengyin smiled, ”I only contacted her daughter yesterday, and she is here! I don't ask you who you want someone to ask! Don't you ask Wuyou either!”

You Wuming's footsteps suddenly went down the wall, a guilty expression appeared on his face, and he muttered, ”Don't look for me.”

Seeing Sang Chengyin's tone of voice, Han Shaoling couldn't help but feel a little puzzled-it's inevitable that Han Fifteen, who lost contact, did not actually have an accident, but brought Sang far here?

Looking around, his heart sank heavily. Han Fifteen did not return to the team. In such a battlefield, Mo Yao said that Han Fifteen, even if he was himself, had absolutely no ability to save a woman alone.

So, Sang is far away? ! If she has an accident, how should she deal with Sang Chengyin? !