Huangfulian frowned, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Wu Yu, I'll leave Yan'er to you. You, Mo Yong, and the others should leave the city immediately and find a safe place to heal their injuries."
After speaking, Huangfulian handed the person in her hand to Wu Yu.
"Wang, what about you?" Wu Yu caught the pale Jiang Nanyan and asked eagerly.
"I'm going to hold Xia Houfengli away." Huangfulian said, turning around.
A trembling hand stretched out from Wu Yu's arms and grabbed his sleeve tightly.[
Huangfulian was stunned and looked at the slender hands on her arms.
While he was in a daze, several other men had already rushed toward Xia Houfengli with knives.
"Don't go..." Jiang Nanyan said breathlessly, her weak hands tightly grasping Huangfulian's sleeves, refusing to let go.
Having witnessed the fight between Huangfulian and Xia Houfengli just now, Jiang Nanyan knew that if Huangfulian went, he would definitely not be able to come back.
She didn't want Huangfulian to risk her life for her.
"Wang, listen to Miss Jiang, let's leave quickly! If we are late, we will miss the opportunity." Wu Yu turned around, and it was getting difficult to look at the people in Xia Houfeng. He couldn't resist the glances of those people in Xia Houfeng, and urged him anxiously.
"Don't go..." Jiang Nanyan grabbed Huangfulian's sleeves hard, endured the constant pain in her abdomen, and said loudly with all her strength.