Youdie went to war with City Lord Zhao, and Yuan Xicheng did its part.

But it was wrong for City Lord Zhao to suddenly injure Youdie. He bullied the smaller ones and even launched a sneak attack. This was a bullshit ally.

So Lu Ye has been thinking about how to break the situation. It would be better if he could help Youdie vent his anger.

There is no way this matter can be improved today. In the current situation, unless Yuan Xi rushes back in time, if he comes back late, even she will be unable to do anything.

Because once the battle situation stabilizes, Yuan Xi will have to face a desolate-level Hedao City. No matter how strong she is, she cannot fight against a desolate-level city on her own.

The proposal to come to this city as hostage was a sudden idea, but it actually happened.

This gave Lu Ye a lot of room to play.

Not far away, Yuan Xicheng was speeding up. Huan Qing's expression was calm. In the moment when their eyes collided, she didn't actually see much. She only understood one meaning from Lu Ye's eyes.

He's going to start causing trouble!

Huan Qing didn't know what he was going to do, but since he was about to start causing trouble, Yuan Xicheng naturally couldn't stay here to hold him back, so she took over Yuan Xicheng immediately.

But in such a situation, what on earth is the chief minister going to do?

"Fellow Taoist, please don't be stubborn. I'll kill you as a Rong Dao. Even if you come to your city, I won't care about it." The only He Dao left behind saw Lu Ye's non-stop pace and warned him again.

City Lord Zhao did not kill Youdie because he was a Taoist. If he really killed Youdie, it would be equivalent to forging a deadly feud with Yuanxi City. The Dudu City even wanted to intervene in the matter, so he only injured but did not kill. Enough position to do so.

But Lu Ye would be dead as soon as he got along. I'm afraid there really would be no one to stand up for him.

"Asshole." Hedao's voice was warm and angry, and he shouted sternly: "Stop him!"

When he finished speaking, two monks stood not far in front of Lu Ye, looking at him coldly and warning: "Stop!"

"Get out!" Lu Ye didn't even raise his eyelids.

"How dare you be so arrogant after Master Wu placed a ban on him!" One of them, a tall and round man, sneered and raised his hand to grab Lu Ye.

When the clang sounded, the long sword was unsheathed and the severed arm flew out. The monk still maintained his posture of grabbing Lu Ye, not even realizing that he had been injured.

It wasn't until he felt pain that he stared blankly at his broken arm. What he saw was the color of blood that quickly filled his field of vision. JrNovels.com