My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: The first thousand four hundred and ninety-two

"Yes." Xia Hui nodded and said with a solemn expression, "Presumably, your Royal Highness should have heard about the outside. Now the entire Fengmu Forest is surrounded by the beasts gathered by the harpy. ."

"In our small fortifications, there are about 500 cultivators available. Most of them are cultivators above the tenth level of the spiritual realm."

"There are more than two hundred people in the Royal Academy who can participate in the war." Qiao Mu said coldly, "As for the others, if you don't want to die, you can call on them, pick up your own guy, and fight with the team."

"No one will sacrifice their precious lives for others."

"Moreover, there is no one who has the obligation to protect others free of charge."

"The price of retreat is to lay the backside, it is death to let them all think about it."

Qiao Mu's icy voice fell in the ears of all the team members around, just like a gurgling icy water slowly rushing through the heart, revealing a cool chill from his bones.

"Captain Xia, our team is willing to obey the deployment."

"Captain Xia, we are also willing."

Xia Helmet nodded quickly towards the captains of several surrounding mercenary teams.

Prince Mo smiled faintly, "Xia Helmet, take out all the weapons that can be used in the fortifications and assign them to the combatants."

"Yes"

"Give you a quarter of an hour to count the number of combatants."

"Yes"

"Look, look, something seems to be flying over the sky." Suddenly someone exclaimed.

Everyone quickly looked up.

I saw a white robe with flowing wind, like a star-moon-like figure, whoosh, and fell into the small fortifications at an extremely fast speed.

The originally crowded fortifications were really crowded with people. Some of the wounded were moved to the corner, where there was still a foothold.

The two old consecrates of the "saint" who sang well, rushed forward with tears and guilt, as if they wished to die in front of the arbor and apologize.

Who is the saint of your family?

An old man in Tsing Yi with long hair draped and immortal wind and bones quickly floated in front of Qiao Mu, looking excited, stepped forward, and quickly saw the courtesy, "Feng Heping has seen the Lord Saint."

One of the priests said excitedly, "Holy woman, this is the chief elder of our clan."

Everyone looked at the strange things and looked strangely at the group of Feng people who suddenly appeared.

The gaze fell on Qiao Mu again.

The latter has no expression on his face. In front of a group of enthusiastic Feng people, it looks very funny~IndoMTL.com~ It's like shaving the head and the burden is hot, and the hot faces are facing each other. It's a cold face with a cold face.

"Holy woman, this place is surrounded by a group of beasts, how about we return to the Hui people, what do you think"

Everyone couldn't help but brighten up.

Family land

These cultivators who appeared suddenly seem to be very good at their cultivation bases. Could it be that their family land is nearby?

Does that mean that everyone here is saved?

"I think you are confessing the wrong person, I am not your saint." Qiao Mu said blankly, "Furthermore, you also said that the herd of animals outside is approaching. Naturally, those of us can't just sit back and wait."

Huang Qishan hurriedly squeezed over after hearing the sound, rubbing his hands and said flatly, "Well, the prince, you can ask your tribe to bring us into the tribe land, and take refuge first."