Su Yu was a little surprised when the heaven-hunting pavilion suddenly said that they wanted to cooperate with him.
He thought about this and thought of something. When he walked to the back hall, Xing Hong opened his eyes. Now that Xing Hong was no longer in a deep sleep, he was not cold when he saw Su Yu. He directly asked, “Do you have any doubts?”
Su Yu nodded. “I’m thinking that if I go to the starry palace, the Starry Palace will be open for a month. During this month, there will be no city lords in the Holy Cities to bear the aura of death. Will the lords feel some pressure?”
Xing Hong said indifferently, “You’re worrying too much. During the period when the heavenly battlefield is closed, there are almost no city lords. In a short period of time, the guards can bear it.”
It was not that exaggerated!
Su Yu was useful, but it did not mean that without Su Yu, the ancient city would be finished.
