Chapter 1597： Fierce little guy (4) make up (1/2)

Chapter 1597 The Cruel Little Guy (4) Make up

There was a panic in the guards. At this moment, they realized that the first wave of fighting before was just a little appetizer for the Alliance Army. Now, it is the time for a real decisive battle.

General Mark’s face became more and more ugly, and he directly ordered the archer: “Continue to throw the arrow! Target the five black witches!”

The archers trembled and pulled the bowstrings, and all the arrows were destroyed by the black witch's black magic.

The light of hope is disappearing a little bit.

There was a laugh in the Alliance Army. The voice passed through the distance and was passed into the ears of General Mark and others, full of irony and drama.

General Mark looked at the people who had fallen sharply and clenched the epee in his hand. He suddenly turned over and prepared to lead by example to the Alliance Army.

They can be defeated, but they can't be afraid!

Just when Mark’s horseshoe had just moved a few meters, a slender figure was like a goose feather. It slowly slipped from the top of his head. The Mercedes-Benz horse seemed to be comforted by some kind of power and suddenly stopped.

”General Mark is to ask the five black witches?” Ye Qingyi slowly fell in front of General Mark, facing the five black witches hidden in the lion team of glory.

I still remember that when she was late in the evening, she was mistaken by the people here as a black witch. She thought it was very powerful.

but……

Looking at the black barrier, Ye Qingqi inexplicably has a feeling of speechlessness.

”Hey? You are going back, the black witch's magic is terrible, you are still small.” General Mark regretted it. He knew that the number of the Alliance Army was so terrible, and that the lion of glory and the black witch would never Pull this innocent girl to fight.

This girl is of great strength, but how strong a person is not an opponent of the army.

Ye Qingyi did not pay attention to the snoring of General Mark, and slowly walked forward step by step. The winds of the night picked up her clothes and magic, which seemed to be so unreal.