Chapter 468 (1/2)

Nangong Jin nodded and left quickly with Lu Xiaoxiao and Wuyan.

Wuyan's energy at the moment has risen to a new height that Lu Xiaoxiao can't understand. Originally, it was still like driving a slow car. It ran away at a speed of more than 600 kilometers per hour under Wuyan Cao

The old ancestors are still standing in negative hands, waiting for Xiaoxiao's reply.

After waiting for a quarter of an hour, no one spoke. The old ancestor said, ”Princess seven, my patience is limited.”

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Another quarter of an hour later: ”Lu Xiaoxiao, I'll give you another cup of tea. If you don't give me an answer, I'll do what I just said.”

After the time of a cup of tea, no one paid attention to it.

”Princess seven, what's your decision?”

After another cup of tea

”Lu Xiaoxiao!”

After another cup of tea, the old ancestor finally realized something that made him very ashamed and angry.

He and his descendants are still waiting for the answer here, but Lu Xiaoxiao, the shameless woman who doesn't play cards according to common sense, doesn't know when to leave!

”Lu Xiaoxiao, do you think you are a fool?”

After realizing that such a long time had been wasted, the ancestors had a Cao egg feeling of the sun.

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”Don't hesitate, your highness! Your subordinates immediately sent five thousand elite riders to quietly break through with you.”

”Your Highness, if we keep the green mountains, we are not afraid of no firewood. As long as we still have life, we have hope after all.”

”Please take care of your own safety, your highness. Dongling depends on you!”

”Your Highness, it is the bounden duty of soldiers to die in the battlefield. Ministers will lead them to stick to their final duty. Whether you can send your highness out depends on your luck. Don't hesitate. This is our last chance.”

In the camp, several generals had already knelt down on the ground. The last speaker was Chen Ruiguang, field marshal of Zhenbei University.

”The defeat is a foregone conclusion. His highness, rather than stay here and live or die with everyone, he might as well try his best to escape, reorganize his troops and strive to avenge us one day.”

On the steps, Dongfang Ming, crown prince of Dongling, held the chairs on both sides with both hands, and finally broke the guard with a snap.