"We have to evacuate, or you will be in danger!"

Speaking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed across Liang Xiwen's face, but in the end, a sentence came out: "Sorry! I misunderstood that you attacked the Sixth President in the morning. Now it seems that I have preconceived ideas after all."

Thousands of men in black attacked in large numbers, and Liang Xiang could no longer escape. Ye Lingtian carried his hands on his back and sighed softly: "I'm so serious!"

Liang Xiwen's tone turned: "Young Master Ye, please withdraw."

"withdraw?"

Ye Lingtian pointed to the mountain gate: "I'm looking at the master's tomb."

Liang Xiwen swept over a grave in the distance, and a ripples flashed across her eyes, but she quickly returned to peace: "Now there are many enemies and we are few and we are taking advantage of the situation. We cannot resist at all. It is definitely not the time to fight hard."

"Now,,,"

Ye Lingtian smiled faintly: "It's time to fight to the death."

It was not that Ye Lingtian didn't want to retreat, but he knew in his heart that Liang Xiang actually dared to indulge thousands of people to attack Qingmen.

That proves that he has left all the backup plan. Not to mention the wind, rain, and slippery roads make it difficult to evacuate. Even evacuation will only lead to a dead end. The same thing will not be blown away forever.

"Does Ruan Xin, Tank Brigade and the two major infantry regiments inform you?"

Not far from Qingmen, Liang Xiang looked at Tengsheng's fire with a calm face, and then spoke to Ruan Xin with a plain voice: "In half an hour, no matter whether Ye Lingtian dies or not, I will flatten the mountain gate. The external reason is to suppress the black-clad forces attacking Qingmen."

The latter nodded gently: "Don't worry, they will be in ten minutes."

Ruan Xin raised his hand to look at the new Rolex watch on his wrist, and after confirming it, he felt relieved: "Once Ye Lingtian and the others are killed, I will hold a press conference immediately to establish our noble image."

Liang Xiang smiled gently: "Mazi, you are getting better and better."

"You and I have almost forgotten that you are Chinese for so many years."

The enemy's offensive was so fierce that even the rain would stagnate.

Bai Jin led the Qingmen's children to organize defense lines with the terrain to curb the men in black like wolves and tigers. The two sides fought ten meters wide, and the swords and swords continued to scream. The bodies accumulated in various strange postures, allowing the rain flowing along the mountain path to fill with rich blood.

"Substitution!"
Chapter completed!