Xiaolu whispered, "It is said that most of the large formations set up by Wen Shaoyi were destroyed by Nalan Lingruo, including Wen Shaoyi's main force, who basically died tragically at the hands of Dan Huigu."
"Master, it seems that we all underestimated Dan Huigu before, and also underestimated Nalan Lingruo."
Gu Chunuan frowned.
Along the way, the behavior of Dan Huigu's disciples did not look like the behavior of a sect, but rather like veterans who were well-trained in the military and often dominated the battlefield.
What other identity does Nalan Lingruo have?
"Click..."
While thinking about it, several more disciples were killed.
Five or six disciples have died in a short period of time.
Nalan Lingruo sat on the stool brought by the servants and said lazily, "With so many disciples, we should be able to hold on until dawn. You still have one night to think slowly, don't be in a hurry."
"Nalan Lingruo, I will fight with you."
"Yu Guanshi, if you rush out now, you will only harm the young clan leader and will not help at all."
"But so many of our disciples died tragically like this, I really..."
"He just wants to force us out, and he wants to force out the young clan leader. If we go out, we will fall into their scheme."
"Then what should we do? Is it possible to just watch them die like this?"
In the Tiandu Palace.
Wen Shaoyi closed his eyes in pain. In just ten days, he saw too many life, separation and death.
This battle is destined to be a defeat.
If we drag it out any longer, there will be no other way but to kill more people.
"Grandpa Song, Song Yu, I will ask you to take care of my father."
"Young Clan Leader, what are you going to do? There is a magic circle set up by the Clan Leader himself in the Tiandu Palace. Unless a seventh-level peak master breaks the formation, no one can rush in. We have nothing to fear."
"Yes, they can't rush in, but there are so many brothers outside. Inside... the food and water are almost gone."
Can't break out.
If you are trapped inside, you will die sooner or later.
"Young clan leader..."
Everyone knelt down to beg him to stay.
The Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan slapped his head bitterly.
"I'm really useless. My martial arts skills are so useless at the critical moment. Not only can I not be of any help at all, but I'm also constantly being a disservice."
"It's Nalan Lingruo. He uses poison too much." Wen Shaoyi suddenly said.
Everyone was shocked.
What was Nalan Lingruo up to?
But the Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan Dynasties had never had direct contact with him, so how could he fall into his trap?
Wen Shaoyi shook his head.
He didn't know the details.
What he was sure of was that the Supreme Elder of Song and Yuan had his scent on him.
There must be a connection.
In this world, he only knows that Gu Chunuan is an unparalleled healer.
The poison administered by Nalan Lingruo was similar to hers.
He didn't know if Gu Chunuan taught him...
Outside the door, the captured disciples were all shouting loudly, "Young Patriarch, please don't come out. We won't regret dying as long as you are safe."
Wen Shaoyi had made up his mind and it was useless for anyone to try to persuade him to stay. He opened the door of Tiandu Palace generously.
As far as the eye could see, there were corpses on the ground, most of which were his.
Most of the people he knew and didn't know fell in a pool of blood.
In the center of the Heavenly Palace, dozens of disciples had their hands tied behind their backs and were forced to kneel down. When they saw him coming out, they all shouted something excitedly.
Deputy Clan Sikong, Nalan Lingruo and others looked at him coldly.
Their people saw him and surrounded him.
Deputy Clan Sikong said, "Wen Shaoyi, you are finally willing to let go.
