Wen Xiaoyun didn't say another word, turned around and walked away.
As soon as I left the room, the door was tightly closed.
Wen Xiaoyun, who had been calm and composed just now, immediately became anxious. Without caring about anything else, she picked up her clothes and hurried towards the stairs.
She was preoccupied with Yinnuo's current situation. After playing against Qi Ruyi, the most urgent thing to do was to rush to the fourth floor to take a look at the situation outside.
The people she arranged were all around, rushing back and forth in a hurry.
Not only did they have to maintain the mechanism that caused the Hualou to be on fire, but they also had to follow her careful arrangements and deploy additional manpower at key points in the Hualou to prevent the bandits from breaking through the siege and killing them directly.
Everyone's expressions were solemn and eager.
Maybe not everyone knows Wen Xiaoyun's plan, but everyone knows that a sudden big commotion in Hualou, the bandit's base camp, is bound to attract most of the bandits in the city.
If you are not fully prepared, you will be taken over by someone and no one will be able to escape.
Now they are just like ducks being pushed out of a fight, ants stuck on a hot pot. The only thing they can do is to fight to save their lives.
Wen Xiaoyun walked through the chaotic crowd and quickly climbed the stairs.
Heavy footsteps stepped on the trembling stairs again and again, making a thumping sound, rapid and hasty. People who heard it felt extremely nervous.
Finally running up to the fourth floor, a white figure suddenly broke into her sight.
"White duck?"
Wen Xiaoyun was a little surprised.
The man in white suddenly turned around, and the firelight outside gave his fair face a golden outline.
The night wind blew up his large white robe, and even blew up a strand of his black hair. Adding to his eyes, which were as bright as stars, as gentle as water, and his tall and straight figure, he was truly a descendant.
The relegated immortal is so beautiful that he seems not to be a figure that should exist in this world.
Even Qin Qi, the shadow guard hiding in the dark, was stunned.
Of course he knew that his master's appearance was unparalleled, but he was still amazed every time.
He also knew that it was not easy to maintain his master's image and attire.
Of course, the master's appearance has always been so outstanding, but in the current chaotic situation, it is quite difficult to keep the wide white robe spotless, and even the soles of the satin white boots are white.
But no matter how difficult it was, even if his master's body was still tied with straps and stained with blood, his master still spent a lot of money to maintain the cleanest image he has now.
Thinking of this, Qin Qi's hand holding the hilt of the sword unconsciously tightened as much as possible.
All of this was just for Wen Xiaoyun who appeared in front of her.
He had never seen his master take so much care of anyone.
If it was before, he would be happy for his master, but now he is more worried.
His master's situation was so difficult, and it was not a good thing to suddenly have someone he valued so much.
It is too easy for the opponent to take advantage of it.
On the other side, when Bai Yao saw Wen Xiaoyun, his eyebrows curved slightly, and his eyes could not suppress the joy and tenderness.