And those people also flew down from the wall.

Although they haven't fought yet, the cultivation they have shown is already extremely impressive.

Chen Pingan retreated to Lu Fang's side.

Seeing that Lu Fang was about to rush up, he stopped Lu Fang and said, "Your Highness, you can't put yourself in danger."

Lu Fang smiled bitterly, "Senior, do you want me to watch here?"

He didn't have to rush forward, but he didn't have much hope for this fight. He always felt that he would die sooner or later.

At this moment, his mind was filled with reluctance and guilt towards Liang Siqi, Chen Youxi, Zhu'er and others, and he was suffering.

It's better to rush forward.

If you were killed by someone.

Maybe it's just a matter of darkness.

Chen Ping'an looked very serious and said: "Even if we lose, Your Highness... you will have to die behind us. If not, how can we have the dignity to go and meet the late emperor?"

Lu Fang was silent.

But in the end, I still didn’t push forward.

He sat down on the steps, picked up the altar Niulanshan, and poured it into his mouth.

It was a mess in front of me. There were people everywhere, and most of them were our own people. Even submachine guns were useless.

Maybe the wine spilled on my eyelashes.

Or maybe it's tears.

My vision suddenly became blurry.

He raised his neck and drank wine while watching Lao Xiao, Lao Deng and Liang Shi fight.

They had already fought each other in the village before.

It's just that that time, Lao Deng and Lao Xiao both fought against the masters of Wu Gouzhong first, and then when they fought against Liang Shi, they probably weren't in their peak form.
Chapter completed!