A woman in her thirties, with creamy skin, delicate facial features, and a pair of peach eyes filled with pure lust. Her loose and thin gauze clothes could not block her beautiful figure.
At this time, her beautiful lips were slightly closed, and she was as angry as blue silk. There were still mottled blood stains on her hands and clothes. It was obvious that she had just gone through a big battle.
Your Highness, several young women with equally outstanding looks and excellent figures sat tiredly on the bench, their pretty faces covered with dirt, their hair disheveled, and their clothes covered in blood.
This is Baguio Palace, and the one at the top is Princess Ningyue of Baguio Palace.
After two days of hard fighting, the front hall and the main gate of Baguio Palace were in ruins. Nearly a thousand disciples of Baguio Palace were killed or injured. Now there are only more than 200 disciples left guarding the last main hall.
The moon is clear, and when the sun rises tomorrow, Baguio Palace will be destroyed.
Everything now is just stubborn resistance.
However, she does not have any regrets. As a neutral camp, Baguio Palace has never participated in the power struggle in the Bafang world, but is dedicated to saving the vulnerable women in the Bafang world.
This is a sect with women as the main body. From the headmaster to the servants, everyone is a woman.
Originally, Baguio Palace got along well with the surrounding sects, but a few days ago, Wang Xuzhi established the Yaoshen Pavilion, and Fu Ye from Qinglong City led Tiandingshan to join the sect, and for the hegemony of the Yaoshen Pavilion,
In order to expand the power of Tianding Mountain, Tianding Mountain, with the help of several Yaoshen Pavilion masters, launched a sweeping attack on the surrounding sects and factions.
Baguio Palace and most of the sects were forced to fight, and there was no attempt to make peace. After all, as neutral sects, they did not want to get involved in any disputes.
But the conditions offered by Tianding Mountain were really hard for Ning Yue to say. They didn't want the power of Baguio Palace at all, but they wanted to slander their bodies.
Fighting for dignity is the only belief in everyone's heart at Baguio Palace.
Almost at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside. Ning Yue stood up slightly, held her sword in hand, and walked quickly out of the palace.
Could it be that those people from Zenith Mountain took advantage of the darkness to launch a surprise attack?!
Several young female disciples also gathered their energy and stood up.
At this moment, a female disciple hurriedly ran in.
"Report to the Palace Master!"
The visitor was kneeling on the ground, obviously in shock.
"What happened outside? People from Zending Mountain attacked again?" Ning Yue said coldly.
"Just now, there was a silver dragon circling outside. There was a child sitting on the silver dragon, but it didn't seem to be from Tianding Mountain." After saying this, the disciple presented a folded silver cloth.
Ningyue opened the silver cloth and frowned strangely: "What is this?"
If Jianghu Baixiaosheng knew that he was being treated as a child because of his short height, he would not know how he would feel.
"The child on the silver dragon said that as long as we are willing to raise this silver cloth tomorrow, someone will come to save us." The disciple said.
When the silver cloth is opened, it is a flag with a simple symbol of a bamboo hat on it.
Several disciples also came over at this time, each one more handsome than the other.
"Master, what does this mean?"
"Why do we need to fly this flag?"
"Is it some new sect?"
A group of female disciples expressed their guesses one after another. Although Ning Yue did not speak, her mind was constantly searching for memories, trying to find out which sect had this pattern.
But unfortunately, Ningyue didn't think of it.
"Master, what should we do? Do we want to hang this flag?"
"The origin of the other party is unknown. If they are a bunch of stinky hooligans like Yundingshan, what should we do? Isn't this like a dragon's pool just after emerging from a tiger's den?"
"Yes, if that's the case, then we might as well die vigorously."
Ning Yue is also struggling with this problem, but this is the only chance to get help at the moment. As a neutral sect, although the sect's rights can be used freely, there is no corresponding power attribution, so it is impossible to find one at this critical moment.
The power that can support.
What should we do about this?!
Early the next morning, the sun rose.
As the charge sounded at the bottom of the mountain, 70,000 troops from Yunding Mountain surged up.
Facing the fierce attack, Baguio Palace relied on its terrain advantage to barely resist. Although these women fought bravely and skillfully, they could not withstand the flood of enemies.
By noon, more than two hundred female disciples were forced to retreat into the main hall due to lack of physical strength and lack of personnel.
Although they are already great enough for this group of women, the situation has made them even more severe.
Tens of thousands of troops seemed to surround them.
Fu Ye, with a huge belly, wearing a set of fiery red armor and a helmet like a lightning rod on his head, slowly came to the front of the team.
"Ningyue, please listen to me clearly. Hand over the Shenyan Pearl and surrender to me with all your female disciples. For the sake of your good looks, Master Fu accepted you as a concubine.
If you help female disciples, you can become the wives of my brothers, otherwise, this will be your fate."
After saying that, Fu Ye slashed with a big sword and immediately cut the body of a female disciple in front of him into two halves.
The dog-legged man chuckled at this moment: "Master Fu, there are three more tonight."
Mr. Fu smiled, his face full of joy.
In the hall, Ning Yue led the last hundred disciples, all of them looked pale and had scars all over their bodies.
Due to the huge physical exertion and the complete imbalance in the number of people, Baguio Palace is already in danger.
Looking at the group of disciples behind her, Ningyue gritted her teeth and gave last night's silver cloth to a female disciple: "Hang the flag."
As soon as the words fell, several female disciples immediately knelt down: "Palace Master, think twice."
"I have thought about it. If the other party is really like the people in Yunding Mountain, we will die before it is too late. But if they are good people, we may have a glimmer of hope." Ning Yue said seriously.
She can die, but these female disciples are still young and they shouldn't be like this.
"But……"
A group of female disciples obviously did not support Ning Yue's approach. They had long looked down upon life and death, and would rather live with dignity than be bullied by anyone.
Moreover, many people don't think there is any use in raising this flag at this time.
After all, even if the opponent's troops are coming, if they want to deal with so many Yunding Mountain disciples, the opponent must have enough people.
But last night, Ningyue had already sent disciples to investigate nearby, and the result was that there was not any large-scale team stationed nearby.
"Never mind, Sheng!" Ningyue shouted coldly.
At this time, Fu Ye, who was leading thousands of troops, suddenly heard a noise in the palace. He thought it was Baguio Palace that finally couldn't hold on any longer and was about to open the door and surrender.
The door opened, and a female disciple slowly walked out. She held a long pole in her hand, and then she slowly raised the long pole.
At the end of the long pole is a flag engraved with a bamboo hat!
