Such affection cannot be described as living and dying together.
"Then go to sleep, we will have another meeting tomorrow..."
Before Luo Yu could finish his words of comfort, a silver-red light suddenly flashed in the tent, and Xiao Hong emerged from the ground.
"Xiao Hong." Luo Yu sat up straight as a carp, and excitedly stretched out his arms to hug Xiao Hong, who rushed over.
Xiaohong threw herself into Luo Yu's arms and immediately started gesticulating towards Luo Yu.
Little Silver knows, it listened to you, and is on its way here now.
With just these words, Luo Yu's heart tightened and he relaxed slightly.
Okay, okay, as long as Xiaoyin is on the way here, that's fine.
"Xiao Yin is awesome." Huang Yu on the side clenched his fist and waved it in the air, suppressing his excitement.
I also brought a big guy here, Xiaoyin was afraid that you wouldn't be able to deal with it.
However, that guy is arrogant and is behind me. I will come back first.
Xiao Hong rubbed her little arms and gestured quickly to Luo Yu.
It's so tiring. It has traveled a lot in these days. It must not be a million miles, but it must be a dozen or two hundred thousand miles.
Even if it can run fast on the rocks, it will still make it tired and its arms will hurt.
Luo Yu saw this and stretched out his hand to gently rub Xiao Hong, but his eyes moved quickly.
"Xiao Hong, I don't want that big guy. You are helping me send a message to it and let it help me..."
With a low voice, Luo Yu lowered his voice and ordered Xiao Hong.
She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put it into words.
Because she really doesn't know much about the current progress of the war.
But there is just an indescribable feeling that is not good.
She doesn't make blind guesses and fears, she wants certainty.
The night is cold and cold, and the darkness is so dark that it makes one's heart tremble.
The flames of war are burning, and the smoke is billowing.
Looking at the end of the world, another night of war rages.
The city gate was in a state of collapse, and the entire fortified fortress had completely turned into a bloody city, a war city bathed in blood and fire.
In the back camp of the Brahma Pavilion, Luo Yu and a dozen or so people from the Zhongwu Sect, with a half-to-six resemblance and a touch of earthy appearance, were wandering around the back camp of the Brahma Pavilion as a small team openly.