Seeing that Fang Ling was actually going to step forward to fight, but his expression was calm and confident, Song Ying'er couldn't guess for a while what method he had to do to be able to drag this scarred body to defeat a shaman red witch?

It's just that since Fang Ling has made a decision, she will not object, let alone retreat, she immediately stood up, stood side by side with him and said, "Your Highness, I will help you!"

"Your Highness, I'll take the lead!" Lu Bei gritted his teeth and said.

Fang Ling shook his head, patted Song Ying'er's fragrant shoulder gently, signaled her to wait here, and then walked forward slowly, and when he passed by Lubei, he comforted him in a warm voice: "Brother Lu, you don't have to be reluctant, leave the rest to me." ”

Without waiting for Lu Bei to respond, he walked towards Wuzhta.