The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

Calling, the brave horses crossed the crack and marched forward bravely.

The city tower shook a few times, the solid wall cracked a few gaps, the corner of the city gate collapsed, and rumbling boulders fell down.

"Luocheng used the Earth Control Technique, Chen, aren't you worried?" Jing Ao said in surprise, he knew that Luocheng was powerful, but he didn't know how powerful it was.

"What's there to worry about?" Nangong Chen didn't take it seriously, Hanyue Qiongying didn't worry, what was he worried about, she was so calm, she must have a plan, he just watched the show.

"Eh? Well, let me ask you an imminent question. If you have to go to the battlefield later, will you kill the father and daughter of the Luo family?" Jing Ao said awkwardly, he was afraid that Chen would hesitate and let Los Angeles has an opportunity to take advantage of it.

"...This is a battlefield, I don't want to die yet." Nangong Chen's face was gloomy, Luo Cheng wanted to kill him, how could he let the enemy go!

"Oh, what about Luo Wanqing?" Jing Ao's question became more pointed.

Nangongchen was silent, he didn't know, he could see that she didn't want to kill him, but he would rather she kill him cruelly, then he didn't have to show mercy.

Under the city, the flames of war raged like hell on earth.

A black figure of Miaoman cut through the thorns all the way, her face was cold, her eyes were calm, she held a long sword, and walked towards the direction of the carriage, stepping on the blood.

More than a dozen people in black rode their horses and rushed towards the encirclement of the carriage, killing a bloody path.

The enemy's formation was scattered, and because there were too many soldiers surrounding the carriage, it was difficult for the soldiers in a circle to use their fists and feet, and they became chaotic in an instant, and the soldiers ran in a hurry.

"Scatter!" Xia Houjue shouted angrily, his eyes full of anger, he underestimated this Yancheng, even if he wins this battle, his army will suffer heavy losses and cannot continue to fight.

Luo Wanqing looked at the tower, and her eyes met Nangong Chen's. She saw the disgust and coldness in his eyes, as if there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

That's right, it was indeed a sarcasm, sarcasm that the East Vietnam Army would lose in this battle, her heart was cold, Chen's eyes were too confident, it seemed that she lacked confidence.

No, with her father around, how could Dongyue be defeated? No one here is a match for her father. Her father has endured for many years and kept a low profile. Even she couldn't figure out the depth of it.

Suddenly, Wuxin got on the horse and rushed towards the carriage together with the black-clothed rider, leaving no armor behind them.

More than a dozen black-clothed riders surrounded the carriage, rushed in all the way, stepped over the soldiers' heads, and approached the prince of Dongyue.

Xiahou was so angry that he had no choice but to summon a sixth-level black panther.

Glossy black fur, green eyeballs, and cyan fangs, were ferocious and ferocious, biting off the galloping horse's leg in one bite.

The black-clothed rider on horseback fell off the horse, quickly stabilized his figure, and raised his sword to wrestle with the panther.

A dozen or so black-clothed cavalry attacked the panther while attacking Xiahoujue.

All the soldiers around the carriage rushed forward to protect Xia Houjue.

Seeing this, Luo Wanqing hesitated in her heart, should she step forward to escort her?

Suddenly, a black figure landed on the roof of the carriage, holding a long sword, and attacked Luo Wanqing.

Luo Wanqing immediately drew out her sword and met the approaching person's sword. After seeing the person coming, she was startled. Even though the person was wearing a black veil, she still recognized him. Such a demeanor was hard to forget.

I once met a girl from a distance in Lance Square. At that time, Ye Chen gave the girl a brocade box as a gift, Wuxin.