Jing Yue got up from the ground in a rustling manner.

Ning Zhao had already arrived behind Lu Fan, put his hand on the wheelchair handle, and Yi Yue stepped aside, still feeling scared on her face.

Nie Changqing held the pig-killing knife and looked at Jing Yue coldly.

The moonlight is getting cooler.

Jing Yue wiped his nose bleeding while watching Lu Fan, who was sitting in a wheelchair and was as gentle as jade.

He knew that there were only two options now.

Death or surrender.

As one of the seven heroes of the Sword Sect, how could he choose to surrender? That was an insult to the sword, and it was a trampling on his own sword heart.

Click!

Then, Jing Yue's legs became weak and he fell down.

Without any hesitation, he knelt in front of Lu Fan.

"I...I surrender and won't run away."

Lu Fan was slightly surprised. Didn’t it mean that swordsmen and others are all strong-willed people who would rather die than surrender?

This guy... is known as the master of the Sword Sect, why isn't hesitant at all?

However, the other party's actions gradually made Lu Fan's expression grow meaningful.

Although Jing Yue looked very embarrassed with a bruised nose and a swollen face, he looked very stylish when he knew the current affairs.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair and looked at Jing Yue lightly.

The other person's body was trembling and his face turned paler.

After a long time.

Lu Fancai lightly tapped the thin wool blanket with his fingers and opened his mouth indifferently.

"Surrender is OK."

"Give me a reason not to kill you."

...

Beiluo City under the night is as lonely as a lion standing on the flat ground.

The sound of horse hooves trampling.

Three hundred iron cavalry returned from the plains and rushed back.

Lu Changkong whipped his horse whip hard, and the horse neighed, and rushed to the front with one horse.

The remaining few scattered guards of the city wall saw Lu Changkong returning from speeding back, and were immediately excited to send a message.

The heavy city gate was pulled up and the door panel was wide open to both sides.

Lu Changkong looked at the scattered defenders on the city wall and gritted his teeth.

There were so many fewer defenders, and there was indeed a change in the city.

He rushed into Beiluo City with three hundred cavalry and a shaking national teacher's car pulled by five horses.

As soon as I entered the city, I smelled the solemnity and blood in the air.

Lu Changkong's heart...
Chapter completed!