Chapter 1122

Walking between the tents, LAN Xian saw the white figure flying in the air. Subconsciously, she thought it was Wang Yu. She couldn't help stopping. Now she watched Xin Yue fly to the wall and disappeared.

"Lan Xian, prepare something quickly. There is no bandage in the sky."

A maid behind her opened her mouth, pushed LAN Xian's shoulder, and hurried to the other side with something.

The sky is about to light up, and the East has begun to show fish belly white. The fire red sun and layers of thick clouds overlap, and all the light is blocked.

The autumn wind was bleak, but the trees at the gate had been cut down by the elder long before the war began, so there were no leaves at all. Instead, there was a little less poetry of autumn and a little more Susha.

Outside the city, after fighting for a whole night, there are not many soldiers still standing in the soul dragon family. On the side of the Wufeng family, although the situation is better, they are all tired.

On the contrary, the black troops of the ghost sect are still energetic. Even if they fought in the middle of the night just now, there is no relaxation at all.

"Young master Wang, there are too many people in the ghost sect, and they are brave enough to exaggerate. Our people are not rivals at all."

The general guarding the city looked at Wang Yu and opened his mouth anxiously. Now his face was washed by blood and sweat. He couldn't see the original appearance clearly.

After fighting side by side with Wang Yu for a while, his attitude towards Wang Yu changed from contempt and contempt to respect from the bottom of his heart.

It was originally a "related household" inserted by big elders and old students. It was sent thanks to the nepotism between the young patriarch and him.

This is almost what everyone in the Wufeng family thought in the original army, but today, after witnessing his brave killing of the enemy, people's impression has changed a lot.

After listening to the general's words, Wang Yu didn't respond for a long time. Looking at a disorderly fight, he didn't know how to solve the problem of ghost sect. After all, when he fought alone, he solved it alone.

Now there are so many people in the black army, it must be impossible to fight alone, so we can only outwit them.

"The dancing Phoenix family will never die!"

Wang Yu's attention was attracted by the cry of a soldier. It was a soldier surrounded by dozens of people in black. His head was cut off. He was still shouting his faith until the moment he was dying.

"His grandmother's bear, I'll kill them!"

The general also saw the situation. His eyes immediately flushed with blood, and a deep hatred burst out in his red eyes. He wanted to swallow and peel those lives just now.

"Don't be angry. What the ghost sect wants to see is that we are impulsive and irrational. The situation will be more favorable to them at that time."

Wang Yu hurriedly grabbed the shoulder of the general who was excited to rush up and stared at Cao Jinling in the distance.

Cao Jinling, who likes to solve everything by force, certainly won't think of the idea of using anger to make Wufeng people lose their mind. Behind him, there must be someone else.

"Ah!"

Wang Yu's narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and even subconsciously surprised, which confused the generals around him.

Behind Cao Jinling, a dark brown figure came out slowly. Isn't it huacangqiu who was knocked unconscious by them in the central forest two months ago?

At this time, both of them reappeared in front of the Wufeng family, which also made Wang Yu realize that the ghost sect cared about the invasion of the soul dragon family.

However, they try their best to help the soul dragon family. What can they get?

Wang Yu doesn't understand. Now is not the time to think about this. Just after seeing huacang fur, Wang Yu's heart is undoubtedly heavy again.

Wang Yu, who was at a loss, also saw the turning point of things——

A man in black appeared in front of Cao Jinling and said something. Cao Jinling's smiling expression changed into anger. Then he listened to something. Even Hua cangqiu around him frowned.

Wang Yu raised his eyebrows and wanted to hear what it was, but it was in vain. It seems that Cao Jinling used some ability to set up a border around herself in order to guard against eavesdropping.

"Young master Wang, look, is the army in black retreating?"

The general suddenly excitedly took Wang Yu's arm and excitedly pointed to the black army moving like the ebb tide. The Wufeng soldiers looked at each other in confusion. After being stunned, they also retreated a few steps with the same vigilance.

What's going on?

Wang Yu thought, but he noticed a familiar smell in the air. This feeling of long absence made him doubt whether it was true.

Without waiting for a few people in the battlefield to think much, a cold breath came from a place farther away from the battlefield and the city gate.

Wang Yu trembled slightly. He knew he was right.

"This is..."

Cao Jinling also felt it, frowned and turned to look, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

"Ice royal family." Hua cangqiu opened his mouth and determined the person who came.