"I thought she would find some good method after lurking for so long, but it turned out to be such a rough move!"
"Does she know that she will destroy all of their team? Soon the alarm will sound, arrows will shoot down like rain, and this team will be shot like hedgehogs!"
"This team is going to be completely wiped out, it's over, it's over..."
The highest authority of the base, an elder of the Imperial College, an old man with white hair and a beard as white as snow, he did not speak from the beginning to the end, but stared at Su Luo with his sharp eyes like an eagle.
His deputy, a fat person in charge of specific affairs at the base, was urging him: "Lao Pang, give the order quickly! Let the other team retreat! If this continues, these eighty people will be wiped out.
We cannot bear the responsibility!"
These are eighty Imperial College students!
Every student in the Imperial College is a carefully selected elite, and every one of them carries the empire's hopes for them. If eighty of them fall at once, then they, the top brass of the base, will have no choice but to die to apologize.
However, the old Pang, with hair as white as snow, raised his hand to signal him not to make any noise.
He was still watching Su Luo's every move.
At this moment, many people had panic expressions on their faces.
Eighty students died at once...the consequences are too terrible!
Everyone turned their heads to look at the Second Young Master Nangong who was sitting high up there.
At this moment, Nangong Er Shao's sword eyebrows are as dark as thick ink, and his eyes are as light as obsidian. His facial features are as sharp as a knife, delicate and angular, with an innate arrogance and coldness, and his whole body is full of arrogance and arrogance.
Domineering!
He looked at Su Luo on the screen intently, with a light and gentle smile on his lips.
This was a smile that was only for Su Luo.
Many people wanted to ask Nangong Er Shao, but when they saw him, no one had the courage to ask.
I didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye.
The same is true for the leading teachers of second grade.
No one dared to question Second Young Master Nangong.
It was as terrifying as if their corpses would be floating not far away before they could ask questions.
Second Young Master Nangong was very handsome, sitting calmly, playing with the dark green finger on his right thumb. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, giving off a hint of casual arrogance.
When everyone saw Second Young Master Nangong sitting in his seat, as stable as a rock, the anxiety in their hearts seemed to have eased a lot.
Mr. Pang's deputy, Gu Chunlei, the person in charge of affairs at the base, quietly picked up the communication device and informed Ning Yihai's team.
"Su Luo's team is currently on the outer wall of the third level ziggurat. Before the other party notices it, hurry up and respond! Hurry!!!" Gu Chunlei shouted almost at the top of his lungs!
Ning Yihai was stunned after receiving the order.
Su Luo and the others were obviously lying down below just now. How come they reached the third floor in less than a minute? And it was on the outer wall?
I'm in trouble! The outer wall?
They climbed up directly against the outer wall? How could they be so stupid! How many guards were guarding the outer wall? How dare they! How dare they!
It was not only Ning Yihai who heard Gu Chunlei's order, but also a circle of people around Ning Yihai.
Their eyes flickered.
Save Su Luo? Why save Su Luo? Just let her die!
Many people thought this way, but Ning Yihai still had a good impression of Su Luo because of his previous relationship, so he was ready to rescue her.