After saying that, the spirit sword was unsheathed, he shouted and rushed forward!

Wang Ruyi looked at Yelu Mingzhu who was not far away from her and shouted: "Sister Mingzhu, you are so awesome, Ruyi must be like you!" After saying that, he pulled out his spiritual sword Huaqi and rushed forward!

As a princess, Xia Ruoyu was about to rush forward, but Hua Luoyu grabbed her and said to her: "You are not allowed to run around, follow me!"

After saying that, he held Xia Ruoyu in one hand and the Xiaoyu Spirit Sword in the other and rushed towards the manor.

Only Ming Hui stood quietly outside the manor, reciting the Buddha's name over and over again, not knowing whether it was for the soldiers of the Southern Border who sacrificed their lives to kill the enemy, or for the monks of the Nanhai who were about to die.

And those soldiers who were lucky enough to escape from the manor revealed that there was still a huge black army in front of them.

Tens of thousands of soldiers from Southern Xinjiang have already surrounded the manor in the west of the city. Looking at the countless cavalry troops in front of them, the Nanhai monks in the night couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

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In the living room of the city lord's mansion, Ouyang Dongli sighed softly and said, "This monk is becoming more and more compassionate as he cultivates. How will he conquer demons and defend the Tao in the future? How will he enter the Tao?"

"It's over?" Hu Ge asked in disbelief: "Is it over? I haven't been able to witness this scene yet."

"It should be that the strongholds in Nanyun City have been connected."

Ouyang Dongli sighed and said leisurely: "I am also very confused about how the Lord of Nanyun City manages it. There are so many monks hidden in that place..."

Hu Ge thought about his desperate scene yesterday, couldn't help but take a deep breath, patted the lounge chair under him and said: "They only think about how to keep the enemy out of the city?"

Ouyang Dongli took a deep look at him and said thoughtfully: "That's right. Even if it were me, I would never have imagined that my opponent would have planted so many monks in Nanyun City."

Tonight, dark clouds were threatening to destroy the city, but someone was telling jokes in the living room of the city lord's mansion. Even if Nalan Yu woke up now, he would probably curse.

Hu Ge looked at Nalan Yu who was still sleeping and smiled bitterly: "Speaking of responsibility, this guy has been in charge of southern Xinjiang these years, he can't escape."

Ouyang Dongli looked at Nalan Yu on the bamboo bed. After being silent for a while, he suddenly said: "He is already pretty good. After all, he is not my disciple."
Chapter completed!