Yu Wanqing's heart was ashes. She looked at the people of the wooden protoss, smiled lonely and turned to leave the dead sea.

"Cover up the enemy, now we are still facing the battle to retreat, Yu Wanqing, I remember this matter." The elder Mongolian surnamed spoke evil words and let Yuanqing's body tremble violently, but she never stopped, let alone opened her mouth to explain, and her head disappeared in the field of vision.

Many strong men besiege leaf dust, which is bound to die by common sense.

But Yu Wanqing found Ye Dun's eyes full of confidence and fearlessness, just like in the valley.

In her mind, whenever...