"Entertainment Father! Empty Father!"

Ma Dayong knelt beside Ma Lu, crying sadly, but he used all his means and was unable to stop the heat in Ma Lu's body and slowly dissipate the void.

Ma Lu, who was seriously injured, had the power of the law around him becoming thinner, but his eyes were still bright and bright, and the calmness unique to the Five Elements Aristocrats could be vaguely visible.

Ma Lu raised his hand tremblingly and said, "Dayong, Phoenix Legion, just...just..."

"No! Adopted Father, you will be fine!"

Ma Dayong looked around, but could not find anything to keep warm. The supply that was already extremely lacking was even more abnormal under this new defeat.

The angry Ma Dayong suddenly stood up and tore off the phoenix battle flag that was swaying in the wind and snow.

Snap!

The sound of shattering silk is straight through people's hearts, but no one has any sympathy for this military flag that symbolizes glory.

As long as Ma Lu is there, the Phoenix Legion is there!

If Ma Lu is not here, even if there is a Phoenix Army Flag, it will be just an ordinary pennant with dullness.

Despite Ma Lu's opposition, Ma Dayong wrapped the thick military flag around his adoptive father's almost frozen body.

"You... you rebellious!" Ma Lu's only remaining power of law lingered over his head. Even though the banner could not bring any warmth, it still played a role in comforting his heart.

Ma Dayong, who suppressed his grief and anger, lowered his head and said, "Entertainment Father, it's all the fault of Ye Hao, that old man. I will definitely ask him to pay the blood debt for blood when I go back this time!"

"Shut up!" Ma Lu vomited blood continuously as he spoke. He said with difficulty: "Military flag...wrapped the body... are you... cursing me to die? My grudges with Ye Hao will never be affected by others! Even you... can't do it!"

The stubborn old man had frozen blood beads on his beard. But in his sharp eyes, there was the unquestionable determination of the superiors. Ma Dayong knew that Ma Lu had the intention to protect him, but he had made up his mind to make Ye Hao pay his blood debt.

Suddenly, a wolf howl rose from a distance, and the next moment, a golden warm glow swept past.

It's dawn?

No!

The blizzard is still raging in the sky, but this warm light gives everyone vitality and enthusiasm, and gives everyone hope and longing.

Ma Lu pointed to the golden glow. Ma Dayong, who was full of excitement on his face, saw the army formations beside him slowly parting, and the knights in the crowd with blood armor, walking with their subordinates.

"Dare you ask if the commander of the Ma Lu Army is here?" Qian Wuyou spoke loudly and showed his emblem. The phantom of the soul of the golden Pixiu appeared clearly on his chest.

"Random!" Ma Dayong was furious when he heard the person who called him the adoptive father. If it were normal, he would have taken action long ago. It was in this battlefield that he looked cold and stared at Qian Wuyou.

"Cough~Cough!"

Ma Lu, who was frowning, was so weak that he coughed up blood when Qiang himself got up. Seeing this, Ma Dayong hurried to support his adoptive father, while Qian Wuyou, who was beside him, took out a bottle of secondary healing potion from his arms.

"Second therapeutic potion?" Ma Dayong's brows frowned. He became more and more dissatisfied with the stingy Qian Wuyou.

"The last bottle!" Qian Wuyou glanced at Ma Dayong first and then preached lightly.

"Thank you!" Ma Lu took the bottle and drank the potion in one go. Although the low-level potion did not help him recover from his injuries, his spirit finally improved a lot.

"Time is tight, I'll tell you a long story." Qian Wuyou pointed to the soul of the golden Pixiu on his chest, and gave a simple self-introduction, and then talked about the current situation: "I hope you can cooperate and break out of this Black Wind Mountain!"

"Let your adoptive father cooperate with you? Humph, what is your origin? Let's talk about it." Ma Dayong really disliked Qian Wuyou, even if he was the owner of the Golden Pixiu Battle Banner.

In Ma Dayong's eyes, his adoptive father Ma Lu is a heavenly existence - the real power duke of the Five Elements Empire, a high-level wizard of the Empire, and the general of Zhennan, a royal conferred by the emperor. But now this boy suddenly appears wants to be on par with his adoptive father...

What a joke!?

"Lord of Zhenbao Island!" Qian Wuyou raised his armor. He turned sideways and looked directly at Ma Dayong. His persistent belief scattered the light in his eyes.

When Ma Dayong saw Qian Wuyou's young face, he was slightly stunned at first, and then sneered: "It turns out that it's just a lord of the deserted island. Hum, are you sure you really lead troops? You're so arrogant, Hum, what's your fault?"

"Just because I went south from Jixiang Peak and broke through the siege, I was on the battlefield of Yanhan Road, and I helped you get out of the trouble. At this moment, only I can lead everyone out of the shadow of the white disaster."

When Qian Wuyou spoke, his face was calm and his tone was calm, but the meaning of righteousness still brought a strong aura of no other than me.

Ma Dayong, who has been with Ma Lu since he was a child, has a lot of knowledge and is more knowledgeable than to him. At this moment, he just thinks Qian Wuyou is bragging, and his face darkened at that time.

But Ma Lu said at this moment: "You said you came from Jixiang Peak? Then whose jurisdiction do you belong to?"

"Me?" Qian Wuyou pointed at his nose. He blinked repeatedly, but felt that this question was a bit difficult to answer.

Seeing this, Ma Dayong said with contempt: "Hmph, if you hadn't seen you bring warm fire, just by lying about military information, I would have taken your head!"

This time, before Qian Wuyou could speak, the vanguard behind him shouted: "My lord is here to save me. If you don't appreciate it, it's okay, but you are still so aggressive. What's the reason?"

"Rareless!" Ma Dayong drew out his sword and stabbed him hard in the face of the screaming soldiers.

As the sword shadow flashed, a thick arm armor suddenly stretched out.

With the sound of gold and iron clashing, the sword was knocked off!

When Ma Dayong saw the sword that he was bound to win, he was easily resolved. He immediately felt the desire to win. He drew his sword and stabbed it again, but this time, a pair of giant swords surrounded by thunder and flames came into view one after another.

Another sound of gold and iron clashing, the sword that had fought bloody battles with Ma Dayong was shattered by the giant sword floating in blood.

"Stop!" Ma Lu spoke.

"Entertainment Father!" Ma Dayong had already drawn out his spear and acted to fight.

"Get back!" Ma Lu glared at his eyes.

When Ma Dayong retreated in disappointment, Ma Lu turned his attention to Qian Wuyou and said, "Tell me, who is your subordinate?"

"Speaking of this, maybe... it should be considered Lord Ye Hao, right?" Qian Wuyou said incredibly.

"Ye Hao!?" Ma Lu and Ma Dayong's bodies were shocked.

Qian Wuyou shrugged and explained to himself: "I was originally the commander of the guards who went to Jixiangfeng Battalion and was ordered to open a military warehouse..." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!