Before the fire was extinguished, the deafening roar of Fengyu Tower passed through the stuffy air steamed by the fire and spread to the top of the long steps.

"twice."

Feng Wuyou said indifferently: "At most two more attacks, they will definitely be able to attack the longer level."

Yan Lin had arrived at Feng Wuyou's side. The third fortification was the last one. It was not far from the top of the long step, and Feng Wuyou was behind it.

After hearing Feng Wuyou's words, he wiped his face and said, "Don't worry, my subordinates must stay here and want to pass this fortification unless they step on their subordinates."

These words from the heart.

He followed Xiao Jinglan since childhood and was loyal to Xiao Jinglan, so he knew even more what Feng Wuyou meant to Xiao Jinglan.

Although he often plays with treasures, he really likes the atmosphere of Xiao Jinglan and Feng Wuyou, and he likes Yan Yun’s current prosperity. The premise of all this is: Feng Wuyou is by Xiao Jinglan’s side.

Therefore, even if it is just to maintain all this, he will definitely fight to protect Feng Wuyou.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wuyou gave him a blank look.

"Is it fun to die?"

She turned her chin slightly behind her and said calmly: "Our purpose is to stay alive, so that we can wait for Jinglan and Ajiu to come back, and why should we do a fortification?

The fortifications are gone, are there still temples and houses behind them?

At worst, street fighting.”

Feng Wuyou has been avoiding this last option because street fighting is too cruel and sacrifices too much.
Chapter completed!