Jing Li bowed forward slightly, and then stretched out her hand to Ling Luo, her voice full of longing and invitation, "Wang, let's go." ”

Ling Luo clasped his hand with Jingli's, a bright and cheerful smile bloomed on his face, and his body was full of confidence and light, "Go, I'll take you to win a beautiful battle!" ”

Ling Luo tied a red gold ribbon between her forehead, the high ponytail showed that her small face was extraordinarily energetic, and a golden armor was shining and dazzling under the rising sun, and the stunning beauty was even more attractive than the sun on the horizon.

"Today we are going to face the Jinyu army, are you determined to win against them?" Ling Luo's voice was full of inspiring emotions, and her voice was crisp but not liliang, which directly made every guard affected by her positive emotions.

Because of Ling Luo's gift, the guards spent a night with their families yesterday and happily, and all of them were refreshed when they appeared today, in order to protect their relatives and their families, everyone became more and more motivated and passionate, and shouted in unison under the leadership of Ling Luo, "Yes!" ”

The golden-shelled sword that Ling Luo wore around her waist was the sword enshrined by the royal family of Snow City, sharpened like clay, extremely sharp, she pulled out the sword at her waist and held it high above her head, the bright sword body reflected a dazzling brilliance, as if splitting a crack in the sky, "Soldiers, follow me to kill the Jinyu army without leaving a piece of armor!" ”

As soon as Ling Luo's words came out, there was a response from below, and the morale of the guards was boosted like never before, and the atmosphere before the war was completely heated up by her, and this was also Ling Luo's most fundamental purpose.

The army held high the banner of the word "Luo", and came to the border of Snow City, confronting each other with the Jinyu army that had been waiting here, and finally it was time to meet each other.

Xiao Ziyu, who was wearing a silver mask, walked in front of the army with a clear posture, and shouted to Ling Luo from a distance that was not too far, and the voice slowly flowed through people's hearts like the ding dong of a mountain stream, which was very low and good-sounding, and the words he said were also clear and orderly, but the meaning was infuriating.

"Queen of Syracuse, the purpose of Ziyu's visit this time is not to fight, but to obtain the book of Syracuse signing and surrender that Jinyu should have received a long time ago, it stands to reason that Ziyu can also be regarded as a noble person who facilitated your return to Longyin, but last time you were injured and destroyed the signing ceremony, this is not the proper behavior for benefactors, right?"

"Benefactor?" Ling Luo's gaze instantly became cold and abnormal, and her voice was like a cold air that had not melted for thousands of years, she had not had time to ask Xiao Ziyu about taking Liu Ze's life, but he dared to say these words to her first, and he really didn't take her seriously.

Since this was the case, Ling Luo didn't need to be polite to him, the corners of her lips gently rose into a beautiful arc, but the voice pierced the sky like a sharp weapon, and hit straight into Xiao Ziyu's heart.

"Xiao Ziyu, who do you think I am? Will you be deceived by your level of rhetoric? Although Ling Luo has no direct contact with Xiao Ziyu, and there is no entanglement of interests, he hates him because of Liuze's affairs, but he is not afraid of death and hits the muzzle of the gun, he really has a lot of courage.