But his eyes were staring at Lu Liang.

Real communication is all in the eyes.

Lu Liang nodded as he was unaware.

"kill!"

Xie Mowu drank again, but there was a little smile in his eyes.

After meeting the Ninth Prince, I have no regrets even if I die.

The fighting resumes.

"Long live the late Emperor!"

"Long live the late Emperor!"

Veterans such as Chang Xinda and Fu Xiangnian also shouted in the crowd.

Forget about death.

Restoring the royal family was the obsession of these veterans. This roar conveyed their beliefs to Lu Liang before they died.

Lu Liang slowly retreated to the back of the crowd and remained silent.

Lu Fang did not take action again.

No matter how much he wanted to gain hatred, there was no way he would get the blood of people like Xie Mowu and others on his hands.

Watching bandits one after another being stabbed to the ground with spears.

The one-armed Xie Mowu was shot several times after killing several Chaling soldiers.

His eyes were wide open, still looking straight in the direction of Lu Liang.

Strike the ground with a single sword and die without falling.

Lu Fang couldn't bear to look any further and wanted to turn his head away, but he still suppressed this impulse.

He wanted to keep all figures like Xie Mowu in his heart.
Chapter completed!