Didn't you prepare any plans even though you knew it was going to be broken?

Even if you fight, your posture should be beautiful.

The Yunwei quickly jumped up and refused to see the master such a dirty look.

Behind them... "Click..." "Click..." After a loud noise, the slight sound made by the other pillars above and around the hall was even more shocking.

"Let the people inside come out quickly... Those who haven't come out will return... Go and send the order!"

The Wild Mother Goddess no longer cared about them and shouted angrily at the people around him.

The barbarian's slightly strange tone rang loudly, and the entire fire scene was a bit exotic.

But it is useless for what is about to happen.

With a dense crackling sound, the entire hall finally collapsed for the first time with a rush.

Then, it was like a domino knocking down, one after another, breaking and collapsed continuously.

The sound of bricks and tiles and beams falling down were accompanied by shrill screams and howls.

There were countless people trapped inside. They didn't have time to run out or retreat, so they could only be trapped inside by the collapsed ancestral temples and the raging fires.

Feng Wuyou's eyes flashed, staring at the barbarian not far away like an eagle.

What she is good at is special forces squad, and what she is best at is making profits from chaos.

In many occasions, the personnel exchange ratio of special forces teams is often one to five, eight, ten, and even higher.

As long as the barbarians were frightened and frightened by this collapse, under their leadership, they would definitely be able to achieve amazing damage.

But soon, Feng Wuyou waved his hand and said, "Retreat!"

"Empress?"

Nie Zheng spoke out in surprise.

Didn't rush up?

This is too inconsistent with his perception of Feng Wuyou.

In Nie Zheng's impression, the more such a moment, Feng Wuyou is more courageous than Tian.

But this time, she actually ordered them to withdraw.

"The barbarians are like the Western Qin people, and they are not afraid of death."

Feng Wuyou briefly explained.

Nie Zheng followed Feng Wuyou's gesture and saw that, sure enough, although the ancestral temple collapsed and there must be heavy casualties inside, none of the barbarians who had already rushed out showed even a trace of timidity or panic.

They are still doing their own things.

Fighting with the Western Qin guards, those who tried to come over to siege them moved quickly, as if... the ones who died inside were not theirs at all.

"Don't they have no feelings?"

A cloud guard's voice rang out without anger.

Whether it is the Xiao family army or Yunwei, they attach great importance to the feelings of comrades. They cannot be like their comrades who die but remain indifferent.

"It's not that I don't have feelings, it's just that I'm used to it."

Feng Wuyou said: "My father's notes say that the living conditions of the wilderness are harsh. They are probably used to watching the tribe die but can do nothing."

So I gradually accepted it, and then I was not afraid of death at all.
Chapter completed!