Sending away Sylvanas and the others, Yu Wenlie and the wolf head king Bainholler drank for a while, Bainholler said goodbye and took Bashir to the military camp outside the city, Bainholler said that he was afraid of the resurgence of the Black Dragon Clan and stationed in Yanhuang City for five days.

Sending Bainholler and Bashir out of the Yanhuang Palace, Bainholler insisted on not letting Yuwenlie out of the city, Yuwenlie did not insist anymore, Bainholler and the two left, looking at the devastated city and busy people of all ethnic groups, Yuwenlie couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness and hatred in his heart.

A gust of wind hit, drunkenness aroused Yu Wenlie's sleepiness, these days have been a series of battles, Yu Wenlie sat down on the steps groggily, lay down in a daze and fell asleep in front of the Yanhuang Palace, he was really tired!

Onexia was a little distracted, she didn't have the heart to direct the post-disaster reconstruction, and pushed her work to Rhodes, who returned from rewarding the werewolf clan, and walked towards the Yanhuang Palace with a gloomy expression, she was still a little worried about the black dragon prince.

When Yan Huang and the Black Dragon Clan went to war, Onexia was groggy all day long as in a dream, she didn't know what to do, she should have hated Yu Wenlie, but she finally stood in Yu Wenlie's camp and chose to protect Yan Huang, now her eldest brother has failed, the Black Dragon Clan has suffered heavy losses, Yan Huang City turned things around at a critical time, her heart is now full of joy and inexplicable joy, praying for Yu Wenlie's safety, anyway, I don't know why she is always full of an inexplicable peace when she sees Yu Wenlie, and she is always a little worried when she can't see it, Onexia suddenly paused。

Yu Wenlie was drunkenly lying in front of the Wuji Palace, and Onexia walked up to Yu Wenlie, squatted down and gently shook Yu Wenlie's shoulders and called softly: "Lord! Lord!"

Yu Wenlie turned over sleepily, muttering a few indistinctly, Onexia thought that the crumbling Yanhuang on the battlefield was always supported by Yuwenlie's arrogant and unyielding figure, but seeing Yuwenlie's sleeping appearance, Yuwenlie was always so unexpected, Onexia's jade hand caressed Yuwenlie's somewhat dark face, she suddenly panicked inexplicably, Yuwenlie carried and supported too many things, this steel-like person would also fall down tiredly, she was afraid that one day he would really fall down and not wake up again.

Onexia picked up Yu Wenlie's waist and half-supported him into the Yanhuang Palace, and put Yu Wenlie horizontally on the wide dragon chair, afraid that Yu Wenlie's head would be cushioned by the hard dragon chair, so he sat on the dragon chair, let Yu Wenlie's head lie on his lap, and gently put his hands on Yu Wenlie's temples, Yu Wenlie shook his head and slept comfortably and sweetly.

Onyxia stroked Yu Wenlie's hair and suddenly a touch of crimson flashed on her face, could it be that she fell in love with Yu Wenlie, Onyxia's heart was pounding for a while.

Rhodes walked into the Yanhuang Hall with a hard face, and saw Yu Wenlie sleeping soundly on the lap of Onexia at a glance, and looked sideways at Onexia who looked confused and distracted, and knelt down for a while and said: "Lord, the battle situation of Yanhuang has been counted!"

Like a cat with its tail on it, Onixia woke up from her contemplation, sat up from the dragon chair in a panic, her face flushed like a ripe persimmon, and she was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Yu Wenlie's head slammed mercilessly on the stone chair, woke up in pain, pressed his head with his hand and grinned, still a little sleepy-eyed, looking blankly at Onexia who was standing aside with his hands pinched in his hands, and Rhodes who was lying in the hall and bowing his head and snickering, with a somewhat ambiguous smile.

Yu Wenlie held his hand to his forehead and shook his somewhat drowsy head, pointed at Rhodes and said, "What's going on? Why are you two here?"

Onexia brushed the roots of her ears red, and ran out of the Infinity Hall in a panic and shouted as she ran: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will cut off your tongue......"

Yu Wenlie and a little frightened Rhodes were left in the hall, Yu Wenlie yawned and was about to ask, Rhodes hurriedly bowed down and said, "Lord, the battle situation in Yanhuang City has been counted!"

Yu Wenlie glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's already dusk! I've slept for a day!" Then he solemnly walked down the dragon chair and walked out of the hall: "Come with me to take a look, you can talk as you go!"

All the soldiers of all ethnic groups who died in battle gathered in the central square, and the cries in the square were everywhere, and Yu Wenlie could hear the cry of grief from a distance.

Morkin and Hex had already woken up and disembarked from the starship with their injuries to appease the clansmen, and Miao San, Stregullier, and Blaststone were also standing in the square, and the spars around the square emitted seven colors of brilliance as if it were day.

Mo Jin and Hex hurriedly bowed, Mo Jin was very ashamed, although he usually respects Yu Wenlie, but in his heart he thinks that he is invincible in the world, this time he was beaten by the Goron clan and had no power to fight back, Mo Jin lay on the ground: "Lord Blood God, I can't be ashamed of your cultivation below!"

Yu Wenlie glanced at the four clans who were staring at him in the field: "In this Yanhuang City defense battle, my Yanhuang Legion has lost more than half, the four major legions have died in a third of the battle, and there are many high-level soldiers on the ice road who have sacrificed their lives, Raymond is still unconscious, and it is the battle that my Yanhuang has suffered the heaviest losses since its establishment!"

The crying in the field gradually stopped, and everyone's eyes focused on Yu Wenlie, Yu Wenlie helped Mo Jin and said loudly: "Yanhuang lost many excellent warriors in this battle, your husband, brother, and son were taken out of this world by ruthless killing, as the lord of Yanhuang City, I feel ashamed, I have often said that I will support a piece of heaven and earth for my people, and in the face of the powerful Black Dragon Clan, I Yanhuang will stand upright, Yanhuang City is poured with the blood of my warriors, and it is a monument to their exploits!"

Dirkin raised his fist and roared with red eyes: "Lord Blood God has been guiding us in battle, it is he who has led us to defeat the strong enemy, long live the Blood God!"

Yu Wenlie raised his arms and shouted: "We tore apart the enemies who dared to violate our dignity, we used the battle to tell those who coveted Yan Huang, and we are determined to defend Yan Huang! The heroic souls of the warriors are with Yan Huang, as long as Yan Huang does not fall, they are with us, let us be proud of them!" Yu Wenlie gathered the bodies of the dead in battle together and held a cremation, and planned to build a hero's grave for them.

The Prophet of Death stood not far away with ghosts and black arrows, looking at the residents of Yanhuang who had come out of their grief, and the Prophet of Death exclaimed: "Yuwen Lie is not a politician, but he has a unique charm that makes people who have come into contact with him completely believe and trust him, and soon the opening of the trade route will be more prosperous in Yanhuang!"

At this time, the wind dragon knight in charge of the guard blew the guard whistle, and a wind dragon knight flew to the central square, jumped off the wind dragon and knelt in front of Yu Wenlie and said, "Lord Blood God! There is a flying army of 30,000 people approaching Yanhuang City!"

Yu Wenlie frowned, Dikin and the others had already taken out the battle axe, the alarm bell in Yanhuang City was everywhere, Yu Wenlie led everyone to the east gate city tower, Bainholler and Bashir rushed over.

Yu Wenlie used his dark vision to probe the comer, his brows loosened, and there was a shout from afar: "The Fear Demon King Clan, Barana, has come to the rescue of Yanhuang City!"

In the nest of black wings, the painful dragon roared to the sky, the black dragon prince sat on the throne of the nest of the black wings, locked by the forbidden yuan chain, and was struggling in pain, all the elders in the hall stood in the hall with wolf expressions, everyone was anxious, Sabrian pressed the shoulder of the black dragon prince, and the eyes of the black dragon prince became red because of the pain and roared: "Come on......! Cut off my hand...... Ahh

Saberian put his hands on the shoulders of the Black Dragon Princess, and shouted, "Cheer up, Nelifaan, you are the son of Deathwing, and this poisonous arrow has been cursed by the Banshee King, if you cut it off, you will never be able to regenerate, are you willing to be a cripple?"

The Black Dragon Prince's face was hideous, and he gritted his teeth in pain and said, "This bitch! I should have killed her at that time...... Yes...... Nor will he fall for her plot...... I can't cut off my hand, I want revenge, kill Sylvanas, the slut and the leader of Yanhuang!"

The Great Elder of the Black Dragon Clan on the side comforted again and again: "Yes, Patriarch, Lord Ryan will soon send a poison warlock to heal your wounds!"

Outside Yanhuang City, Barana flew towards Yanhuang City, it turned out that the reinforcements of the Dreaddemon Royal Clan had arrived, Bashir said disdainfully: "You guys are late, these cowardly and afraid of death, still have wings?

Barana was ashamed, they should have arrived in Yanhuang City three days ago, and received the death order of Ellethron halfway, and ordered to repair on the spot, because Ellethron heard that the three armies of the Golon Clan, Twilight's Hammer and the Forest Trolls came out together, and it was expected that Yanhuang would inevitably become a powder, so he directly ordered to stay put, and later heard that Yanhuang City had defeated the Black Dragon Clan and immediately asked Barana to come while the night was over.

Parana was faintly wrapped in the breath of the Yellow Spring, and the space was dissolved by the breath of the Yellow Spring and became very fragile, and Parana had the spearhead to break through the demigods, and he already seemed to have mastered part of the laws of space.

Barana is ashamed of Yu Wenlie, Yu Wenlie gave himself a magic arm, and has the grace of regeneration for himself, he feels that he is one step away from the demigod, and has a noble bloodline, a qiē is still like in a dream, Elle Thron named him the king side by side, this qiē is given by Yu Wenlie.

Barana bowed deeply to Yu Wenlie and said, "I'm sorry!

Yu Wenlie knew everything about Ellerthron, and he helped Barana and said, "I am here to thank the Dark Lord for sending troops to save him, and I am here to invite you!"

For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info.