Seeing the two of them looking like this, Meng'er was about to say something, but stopped again.

She didn't want to disturb their thoughts about a dynasty that had been deceased for ten years.

Looking at Mr. Xiao's expression, it seemed as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw and suppressed all his belief in the Daxia Dynasty. And Zhuo Yiling seemed to have fallen into the ground. After years of hard work, she finally had hope...

"There is a bit more burden on the young master."

Meng'er stepped aside and leaned gently on one side of the cottage. Moreover, from beginning to end, the two swords in her hand were still tightly held without any slackness.

Miss Zhuo has been guarding the frontier for so many years; Senior Xiao is so strong... Looking at the people around the young master, they have helped the young master a lot.

But what did you... do?

Are those simple care? Serve tea, water, diet and daily life are these small things that have nothing to do with practitioners, which have their own value.

Moreover, now I can't help the young master, but I've been helping too much...

Really... should I stay with the young master?

Meng'er looked up at the sky, and she remembered every time. The young master advised her to go back, saying that the road ahead was very dangerous... Could it be that she was really driving her away? Because she was a... burden.

Gradually, a drop of clear tears condensed from the corners of her eyes. This girl with long golden hair was already tired, and it seemed that she had the breath of giving up at this time.

"Meng'er." After recovering from his senses, he realized that Zhuo Yiling had arrived at him at this time and looked at him with an unknown expression.

"Miss Zhuo?"

"I..." She just looked at herself like this, without saying a word. Perhaps, she didn't know what to say.

However, at this moment, Old Xiao's expression suddenly became a little serious, and he hurriedly said to the two girls: "You two girls. The beast tribe seems to be... here."

Hearing this sentence, the two girls were shocked one after another. Then, without caring about their extra emotions, they hurriedly looked into the distance.

"What!"

Almost at the same time, the two women exclaimed.

The orcs did come, but it was not the imagined army, but... four people.

Their strength can only be felt so much. Then, Old Xiao said: "There are three initial martial saints, and one... I can't see through it. Perhaps it is the peak of the martial saint."

The beast tribe does not have the saying that the Three Saints Transformation Emperors are transformed. Because of their body structure, they can support them to condense their bodies to the limit. Therefore, a beast tribe with the peak of the Martial Saint can easily defeat more than a dozen human cultivators with the peak of the Martial Saint.

This kind of strength is simply terrifying...

If someone heard Mr. Xiao’s words, even if he was a junior martial saint, he might be frightened here.

However, the two girls were not as terrifying as they imagined.

I saw the two swords in Meng'er's hand suddenly ringing, and she took a deep breath and changed her expression just now, "At least, let me protect the young master now."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yiling nodded to him and then said, "Meng'er, I will send a few commanders. Please guard the flanks while guarding the hut to prevent sneak attacks."

"Well, don't worry, Miss Zhuo."

"Senior Xiao." Zhuo Yiling then bowed to Mr. Xiao, "You have just come out of seclusion, but the situation is critical now. Can you please go out with me to fight the enemy?"

Mr. Xiao naturally agreed repeatedly.

Halfway through, Zhuo Yiling led troops to target generals, and he was quite like a general. When encountering this powerful enemy, he actually did not fear the danger and reasonably assigned the team to the appropriate position.

Mr. Xiao, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but exclaim.

Finally, this large army faced the four orcs head-on.

The heavy snow became stronger and stronger at this moment. Zhuo Yiling then realized that the heavy snow that had lasted for a long time might be...the orc in the middle.

His eyes seemed to be indifferent to everything in the world. Just gently shook his hand, thousands of people took several steps back. A terrifying cold was released next to him.

The cold hit the sky and formed a blizzard. This is the reason for the continuous heavy snow. Moreover, this person is in a wolf shape, but he looks like a dragon.

Yalong!

Although it is not as powerful as the legendary dragon, it has the bloodline of a dragon after all.

"dragon……"

Seeing the orc in the middle, many people were shocked.

Their opponent...is Dragon!

"He is not a dragon, but just a dragon!" Zhuo Yiling strengthened his voice with his spiritual power, which spread to everyone in the army. "All the soldiers, the people who offend me, let alone the dragon, even if the gods come, we will fight back to death. Do you have the intention to retreat?"

"Oh?" The person in the middle, Leng Xuan. After hearing Zhuo Yiling's call to the soldiers, he finally moved his eyes. The expression seemed to see these people defiling his eyes.

"A person is pretty, but he speaks arrogantly and a little stupid." Leng Xuan's voice was very small, but it pierced Zhuo Yiling's ears accurately, and even felt a little pain for a moment. He continued: "Peasy people, your country has long been gone. What's wrong with giving this land to us?"

"It's nonsense!" Zhuo Yiling showed an extremely disgusting expression, covering her ears, and scolded him, "How can you know the light of the bright moon when the crawling insects are dead? Even though the country is dead, people are especially there. You may be buried with blood or fight with your life. What's the fear of?"

"Oh?" Leng Xuan looked sideways and showed a sarcastic smile.

He said something to the three people around him, and a wolf-shaped orc immediately bypassed the army and raided into the barracks. Although everyone wanted to stop him, another wolf-shaped orc attracted firepower.

There is also an orc who looks like a girl, and her every frown and move gives people a feeling of love. However, there is always a feeling that it seems that she is more terrifying than the two martial saints.

"Hey, Leng Xuan. Then don't take action." The girl turned into a sacred heavenly tiger in an instant, and she didn't forget to look back.

"Don't worry. If you win this battle, you are my person."

"Go..." The Holy Heavenly Venerable Tiger seemed to have a contemptuous voice, and ignored it.

At the same time, Zhuo Yiling said to Mr. Xiao: "We will hold back the tiger, Senior Xiao, please help you fight against the wolf. After defeating, come and help us."

"This..." Old Xiao frowned. It was easy for him to fight against the ice wolf. One stick of incense is enough. But can Zhuo Yiling really hold on to a stick of incense?

Mr. Xiao also knew that the best way he was to obey the order now, so he agreed without saying anything.

On the other side of the distance, Meng'er also met the ice wolf who came to survey at the same time.

"Is it here? Hehehe." The Ice Wolf smiled slightly and turned into a beast.
Chapter completed!