"Ta!"
Xu Zhi leaped down lightly and looked at the frightened armored knights and swordsmen. He turned his head slightly.
Albert, David, Shirley, and the others were all staring at him.
Xu Zhi thought for a moment and broke the tense atmosphere. where's your King Wesley? "
"Who are you?"
Albert was on guard.
At this moment, the heavily injured Emperor Wesley, who was wrapped in black beast skin bandages, slowly walked out of the tent camp behind him. He walked over with the help of his servants. I wonder what the warrior is looking for me for? "
He walked over step by step, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Your Majesty Wesley! Don't come out ..." Albert hurriedly called out, hurriedly standing in front of his big brother.
Wesley, on the other hand, waved his hand, his expression calm, elegant and gentle.
He clearly knew that if this monster wanted to kill him, no one here could stop it.
