Tang Luo thought for a while and said.

"Why, Luo Ge?"

Tank asked.

"You think, their actions have failed before. All the sixth and seventh grade surrenders died at our hands. Who will Weichao send tonight?"

Tang Luo asked.

"Above the seventh grade, it must be the eighth grade."

Three eyes said hurriedly.

Hearing this, everyone reacted.

"Yes, the eighth-rank went to our yard, but we appeared in front of Wei Chai, haha."

Tank smiled.

"Ha ha……"

Everyone laughed.

"But don't be careless, after all, there will definitely be masters around Weichai."

Tang Luo reminded.

"We can only say that we have avoided a little bit of edge."

"Yeah, that's it."

Tank and others nodded in agreement.

"Logo is right. Although Weichai doesn't have a ninth rank, as far as I know, there are two eighth ranks. I just don't know if these two will go to our yard tonight."

Basong thought for a while and said.

"Well, then you still have to be prepared."

Tang Luo said, and glanced at Zhaolong.

Zhaolong understood. He originally faced the eighth-grade surrender alone and didn't dare to say that he could win completely, but now that Tang Luo is there, he feels very confident.

"Speaking of this, I'm really curious about what the ninth-grade Siam snare looks like."

Tang Luo said casually.

"The ninth-grade surrender, there are only four in Siam, two in white-clothed surrenders, two in black-clothed surrenders, and even the royal family can't command them..."

Basong said.

"However, the black-clothed sacrificial master rarely appears and rarely gets mixed into the secular world."

"I understand, these two black and two whites are not a balance."

Tang Luo nodded.

"That's right... Everyone should protect themselves. After all, Wei Cai is not only bodyguards, but also many soldiers."

Basong thought of something and reminded him again.

"clear."
Chapter completed!