"Miss Jiang doesn't want Wang to feel guilty for the rest of his life, so can he just bear to watch Wang die?" Wu Yu jumped up and down anxiously.
There are only two or three of them, but there are tens of thousands of troops in Xiahou Feng. What is this other than going to die?
"He won't die." Jiang Nanyan looked at Wu Yu deeply and said seriously, word by word, "Huangfulian promised me that he would take us out of here safely, and he won't die."
"Miss Jiang, it's not a question of whether the king will survive if he promises you not to die! There are so many troops in Xiahou Feng, but the king only has a few of us. If he really goes, how can he escape unscathed?" Wu Yu was so anxious.
I almost cried.
He really didn't understand what method Wang used to convince Miss Jiang that they could rescue Feng Yu and the others safely this time? "Why do you not believe Huangfulian so much? So sure,
Something will happen to him?" Jiang Nanyan was speechless to Wu Yu.[
Ever since Huangfulian said that he was going to rescue Fengyu and the others, Wu Yu had been talking down, as if Huangfulian really had to die this time.
How can anyone have such no confidence in their own king?
Even if Huangfulian's hand is injured now, there is no need to look at her so flatly.
Besides, there are many ways to save people, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be head-on!