“With that being said, you are still a bit too reckless to bet with him.

Let's see how tomorrow's battle is.

If Wu Tugu defeats the Chu army, find another way for your brother.

In short, you must not marry that Wu Tuku!"

"I know, brother!"

Zhu Rong Yanran curled her lips and thought to herself who would marry that idiot Wu Tugu?

Even if he wins by chance, I have a way to not marry him.

The method is simple, just use the eight-meter-long mark in your hand to pick it up and kill it.

Naturally, a dead person cannot get married, and Zhu Rong Yanran is not considered to have violated her bet.

With the help of Wutu's vine armored soldiers and the Fire God Army of Zhurong's family, Meng Huo felt that he was doing it again.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Meng Huohong said to the cave masters with a gloomy face:

"Today, our heroes from the South China gather here and will fight the Chu army to a decisive battle tomorrow!
Chapter completed!