He said sadly, "I'm afraid Sister-in-law is most likely dead after being captured and brought here."
"Don't jinx it!" Just as Yu Shaoqing finished scolding Helian Beiming, a tragic cry came from the depths of the camp. Yu Shaoqing's heart was in his throat. "Ah Shu—"
The brothers rode over.
"Ah—"
It was Yu Gang's scream.
"Ah—"
"Ah—"
"Ah—"
It was the screams of the guards who were opening the way.
"Squeak—"
"Squeak—"
"Squeak—"
It was the little snow fox's angry roar.
The flames soared into the sky.
The camp was on fire! Bastard! It was not enough that they had captured Ah Shu. Did they still want to burn Ah Shu to death?
"Ah Shu!" Yu Shaoqing's eyes turned red with anxiety. He pulled out his sword and rushed forward. He swore that he had never fought like this before. There were seventeen to eighteen sacrificial soldiers standing in front of him. He swung his sword.
Dong!
