Hearing Guo Jia's words, Liu Rui nodded emphatically as well. At this point, that seemed to be the only option.
He walked slowly along the way. The sun gradually sank behind the mountains, and the second round of bodyguard interviews that evening was about to begin.
Hearing his words, my heart immediately sank, because they had confirmed one thing: he really had brought these people here.
The curve of Yan Che's lips deepened a little, tenderness in his eyes. He picked up the showerhead and gently rinsed Gu Fei's body.
What a shameless move. Everyone could tell at a glance that this bear-man was no match for the man and could only strike directly at the cup in Wang Zhe's hand.
Spears stood like a forest, and heads swarmed like ants. Too many Qin soldiers had fled, leaving very few to resist. There were now barely enough left to kill, so three or four spears from the Wei cavalry often pierced an enemy's body at the same time...
In fact, Zhang Xun and the others were doing this merely to help them overcome their psychological barriers. Once they got past this hurdle, little would stand in their way in the future.
Yang Qiao nodded and put the pill in his mouth. It had a fresh, minty fragrance. He swallowed it and felt a coolness spread through his abdomen. His temples had been throbbing faintly from overexertion, but now, surprisingly, the pain eased somewhat.
It was already too late for me to dodge, so I could only block with my arm. Fortunately, I still had an iron pipe in my hand, or my arm would have been sliced off.
"Heh... Go back and get some sleep. There will be plenty to do first thing tomorrow morning." Empress Wei's expression still showed