Chapter 009: Could it be that he found out?
Chapter 009: Could it be that he found out?
They cooperated tacitly, and with knives in their hands, they not only rescued the women who were tied up, but also killed the lackeys of the high priest Hehecha one by one.
"Oh my God! Silver Armor! ”
"Silver Iron Rider!"
"No, it's supposed to be the Silver Guard!"
"It doesn't matter if he's a silver-armored iron knight or a silver-armored guard, he's the personal guard of the Northern Immortal Prince anyway!"
"The Prince of the Northern Underworld is here!"
"The Prince of the Northern Underworld is here!"
……
One pass passed ten to hundred, and soon there was only one voice left in the entire Moon City.
Countless pairs of eyes eagerly patrolled, and when they saw the black-robed young man with a red feather eagle on his shoulder, they all knelt down excitedly and shouted at him: "See His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”
Leng Yuehuang secretly exclaimed bad luck.
If she knew that someone had rescued her, she wouldn't have exposed herself.
However, Bei Ying was so far away from her, she guessed that he shouldn't have seen that she had broken free of the rope on her own.
Anyway, the difference between the time it took for her to break free from the rope just now was only 0.01 seconds before and after the time it took for the guard who saved her to cut the rope.
It's the North Pride that is hiding, but I didn't expect to bump into it here.
Leng Yuehuang quietly stepped back, wanting to hide behind the messy pile of wooden stakes, and then quickly leave.
one-step
Two steps,
Three steps,
There is one more step to successfully hide.
Leng Yuehuang couldn't help but secretly rejoice.
As long as you leave quickly, and then find Liu's mother to go out of the city together, you can hide far away.
At that time, it was impossible for either Leng Yuefeng's sister and brother or Beiming's proud people to find her.
In time, we will definitely make a comeback to take revenge!
The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very guru.
Who is the pride of the North Underworld?
He is the genius of the Ancient Moon Kingdom.
The blue pupils were as sharp as a knife, accurately focusing on Leng Yuehuang's body.
"Bring her here."
His voice was not loud, but it was full of intimidation.
Even Leng Yuehuang, a well-trained killer soul, felt shocked.
"Oops, did he find out?"
The silver-armored guards took Leng Yuehuang very responsibly to the Northern Pride.
Their faces were grim and serious, just like their masters. is worthy of being the personal guard of the Northern Pride.
Leng Yuehuang thought to herself, but even if she wanted to break her scalp, she couldn't figure out what Bei Mingao wanted to do?
She is a young girl who is about to be sacrificed to a tragic death, it is said that Bei Yingao came to the rescue at this time, so he must not want her to die......
Could it be that he found out that she was his fiancée?
Leng Yue's phoenix eyes tightened slightly, and she looked at Bei Yingao.
What about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Ancient Moon Kingdom?
No one can decide whether she lives or dies!
Leng Yuehuang's fate is in his own hands!
Approaching Bei Ying Ao step by step, when she stood in front of Bei Ying Ao, she was ready to flee by surprise.
Beiming is arrogant and powerful, and now she is not his opponent, but she can use the silver armor guard around her as a shield.
According to her observations, Bei Yingao is not a person who kills innocents indiscriminately.
He is powerful, noble, talented, and decisive, but he kills those who deserve to be killed.
This is also the bargaining chip in Leng Yuehuang's heart.
Oops, she miscalculated.
In this troubled era where the strong are respected, a feather tribesman like her who has lost her wings ...... I'm afraid it's the one who deserves to be killed.
For the sake of the strength and reproduction of their own clan, the Feather Clan has an unwritten rule for those who can grow wings and condensed wings, except for the weak and the strong.
Scrap wood is the damn reason.
In this regard, it is inferior to those who have no wings.