A large number of troops moved closer to the two golden carriages. The carriages were made of black iron and were generally difficult to damage.
"Qing'er, let's go back to the carriage." Although Xia Houjue was worried, he believed that Luo City could handle it, and the people on the tower were just a mob.
"Your Highness, please go in first, I want to watch for a while." Luo Wanqing said with a calm face and a slight smile.
"Then I will accompany you." Xia Houjue's demeanor did not change, but there was a faint anger in his heart. When had he been so condescending and condescending, Qing'er actually rejected him for an enemy?!
The two armies were fighting, and the sound of horse hooves, howls, and neighs was deafening, like the force of the earth collapsing, soaring into the sky.
In the sky, rain and arrows were flying randomly, several ferocious birds were fighting, their whines continued, and blood splashed out, as if the sky was dyed red.
On the city.
She was indeed a black-clothed knight who would make people fearful. Qingjun was sincerely amazed. What else could surprise him about her?
She indulged him extremely, but never allowed him to participate in the influence. He once thought that she was guarding against him, but later he realized that she was not.
She even cultivated him without hesitation, gave him the best elixirs, the best teachings, and arranged Jiangxue for him. No matter what he asked for from her, she would give it to him without hesitation.
"That's the black knight? Sister, can you give them to me?" Qingjun looked at her and asked.
"You like it?" Qiongying asked.
"Yes, I like it." Qingjun curled her lips. She would always ask him if he liked it, and then as long as he said yes, she would say yes.
"Okay." Qiongying said calmly.
"Thank you, sister." Qingjun's smile deepened. She was very mysterious, but he would get to know her better and better.
Wuxin narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Qingjun. Everyone in the black cavalry has been selected and trained at all levels. It took more than two years to train them. They have a cultivation level of above five levels and are invincible. They are even stronger than the wolf army.
point.
She didn't care about Qingjun's thoughts, and the master didn't care even less. But she really didn't understand why the master treated Qingjun so differently.
"Sister, I want to go down and have some experience." Qingjun suddenly said.
"Don't go."
"Why? I have never been in actual combat. I used to just hit casually, and Jiangxue didn't dare to be serious with me." Qingjun said dissatisfied, wondering why she was so opposed?
"You're not allowed to go." Qiongying said in a deep voice.
Qingjun frowned, stopped talking, and looked at the battle below the city with boredom.
"Wuxin, go down." Qiongying said calmly.
"Yes, Master." Wuxin nodded, twisted a weapon, and flew down.
The black figure stepped on the soldier's head and walked towards the center of the battlefield. The sword in his hand was swinging freely, and he started fighting with the enemy general.
Nangong Chen was so frightened that his heartbeat almost stopped. Just as he was about to go down, he was pulled back by Jing Ao.
"No need to worry." Jing Ao said with a smile, care leads to chaos, Wu Xin is not a weak woman, her courage is even inferior to him.
"Sister, why did you let Wu Xin go down but not me? Wu Xin's cultivation level is not very good and is even weaker than mine." Qingjun asked in confusion.
"You are still young." Qiongying said.
"Eh? I'm not young anymore." Qingjun's head is full of black lines, why does she always say that?
Under the city, the Dongyue army was numerically superior and its troops were very powerful.
The black cavalry can fight one against a hundred, so their strength is naturally beyond the comparison of ordinary soldiers.