Just when Mo Beitian was stunned, Han Sanqian smiled, looked at the large army behind him, and said, "Is everyone here?"

Mo Beitian nodded: "It's all here."

"Where are the wounded soldiers?"

"The wounded soldiers are in the middle. Walking in the front is easy to block the way and slow down the marching speed. The queen mother is easy to fall behind and can't keep up after a few steps. Therefore, I always put them in the middle so that they can take care of each other." Mo Beitian Said.

Then, he leaned into Han Sanqian's ear softly, and said: "In three days, many people's injuries have worsened. I also know that you are in a difficult situation now. I, Mo Beitian, have never been willing to give up on the situation, but, In this life and death situation, I think those wounded soldiers are understandable."

Mo Beitian was afraid that Han Sanqian would not be able to speak, so he took the initiative to speak.

Han Sanqian shook his head: "If you, Mo Beitian, don't abandon your brother, will I, Han Sanqian, be able to?"

"Besides, the brothers who were injured today were all injured because they helped me that day. Not only can I, Han Sanqian, not abandon them, but I also have the responsibility and obligation to treat them."

"Three thousand, brothers belong to brothers, but everything must be based on the overall situation. It is true that loyalty is a good thing, but if it is excessive, it is foolishness. Those who make big things don't care about small things. With your words, I believe these injured brothers There is absolutely no intention of blaming you." Qing Ji persuaded.

As the words fell, the central part of the team suddenly heard a chaotic sound. Looking around, some wounded soldiers took the initiative to give up their positions in the middle and stood up.

"The Hall Master is right, our brothers in the Hundred Demon Hall are not afraid of sacrifice."

"We people in Tianmo Palace are not afraid of death, you go, we are the queen."

A group of wounded soldiers quickly understood what the bosses meant and stood up one after another.

Looking at the resolute faces of this group of wounded soldiers, Han Sanqian smiled knowingly. Seeing them, Han Sanqian couldn't help but make Han Sanqian miss the brothers in his alliance.

"Don't worry, I, Han Sanqian, absolutely mean what I say. I said I would not leave any of you, and I will definitely not leave any of you."

"With me, Han Sanqian, none of you can die." Han Sanqian also smiled confidently.

After saying that, amidst Mo Beitian and Qing Ji's doubts and incomprehensions, the pangolin slowly walked over, smiled, and said, "I can prove it."

Then, he approached Han Sanqian quickly and said, "However, there are too many people. I can only bring a depth of twenty meters at most."

"More than twenty meters?" Han Sanqian smiled, it should be enough.

"Then let's start." The pangolin said.

Han Sanqian nodded, and suddenly shook his head again. Then, he waved his hand, signaling Qing Ji and Mo Beitian to come to his side.

The two were puzzled, you looked at me, I looked at you, wondering what kind of medicine Han Sanqian was going to sell in this gourd.

As the two approached, Han Sanqian smiled: "I want you to do me a favor."

The two were even more suspicious: "What's busy?"

"Help me find a hut!"

"The hut?!"

It is reasonable to say that Qing Ji and Mo Beitian are relatively calm people. After all, they are both at the helm of the veteran powerhouse of the Demon Race, but at this moment, the two of them have completely lost the slightest stability. There was a strange cry.

They originally thought that Han Sanqian would definitely want them to help arrange corresponding tactics to stop the pursuers or something.

Therefore, when the two were actually responding, they were already thinking about corresponding tactics based on their respective experiences and understandings, so that Han Sanqian could provide help in time if Han Sanqian needed it.

But who the hell could have imagined... JrNovels.com