Fortunately, it's not getting worse.
Zhuo Yan nodded gently in the direction of Duanyue, bowed and saluted, with respectful attitude, "please follow me."
Duan Yue nodded, turned his head and asked for a few words of expression. Then he drew a thousand people and went with Zhuo Yan.
Rong Shizi turned around and said to a group of members who killed Tianyun, "everyone put on special defense spiritual clothes and kill with me. Kill all the corpses in the city! "
For a time, the sound of killing shook the sky and the earth. Thousands of soldiers and horses, along with Rong Shizi and his party, were marching in line under the guidance of Er Yiji and his group, shuttling into the city of eagles.
At the same time, Mu Jinghong led a group of remnant disciples to hide in the underground passage of the city of eagles, and sent people to check the information again and again.
Mu Xiaoxue nervously twisted her veil and said timidly after holding it for a long time, "father, shall we leave here in advance?"
Mu Jinghong walked up and down angrily, where was he in the mood to pacify the nervous daughter again, and he didn't say angrily, "everything in the storehouse hasn't been cleaned up yet. Now leave? Is it to hand over to others all the foundation of our shadow city over the years? "
"But the situation outside is so severe that if we don't leave earlier..." Muxiaoxue sobbed and choked.
Mu Jinghong waved his hand very impatiently, "please don't say more."
This daughter is really useless. When she meets something, she just sobs. What else can she do?
There was no capacity at all to share his sorrow.
Kang wants to send to see Mu Xiaoxue crying very pitifully. He hugs her shoulder and comforts her in a low voice. "Sister Xiaoxue, don't worry too much. It should be OK. I have brought more than 300 people. I can always resist it for a while. "
"Only when the master of the city has collected the things in his storehouse, and they are seventy-eight or eighty-eight, can we leave. Don't worry about sister Xiao Xue. I will guard you if I die. "
Mu Xiaoxue pretends to be grateful and nods to Kang. She looks like she's laughing with tears. "Thank you very much, brother Kang."
She wriggled her handkerchief and stood aside, watching her father pacing back and forth in the corridor in front of her, with some confusion in her mind.
The things in the treasuries are all external things.
When is the time? If the father wants money and doesn't want life, he has to clean up those extra money and don't cherish his daughter's life.
It seems that my father has complained about her just now. She can't help me. At the thought of this, Mu Xiaoxue is a little stuffy again.
Mu Jinghong paced for a while, then heard a flustered footsteps.
The two disciples who dragged their stumps and turned around were covered with bloodshot and panic. When they saw him, they hurried forward and cried, "city Lord."
"Lord."
The look of mourning fell into Mu Jinghong's eyes and made him angry.
"What happened!" Mu startled the rainbow and shouted loudly. Immediately, his face was depressed, and his eyes were cold.
The two disciples dare not hide, crying, "Lord, madam, she and the eldest young master and the eldest young lady took the emperor of Cangzhou to the underground Treasury and killed many of our brothers."
"What!!!" Mu Jinghong only felt the darkness in front of her eyes, her steps were unsteady, and the whole person was dizzy.
That woman, she dare, she dare, do this?