Shi Yan covered Long Zhu while running as fast as if he were flying. He reached the city center shortly.
Many warriors of the Yang family, the Dark Devil Clan, the Winged Clan and Human Clan were still busy adding materials into the formations and barriers inside the city. They all looked solemn.
Long Ying, Li Feng Er, Yang Xue, Yang Meng, the four little girls were chatting boisterously, as though they didn’t know about the heated battle out there.
When Shi Yan put Long Zhu down, Long Ying glided to them while crying in fear. "Grandpa, what happened to you?"
Yang Tian Emperor, Di Shan, and Li Zheng Rong stepped over, bowing respectfully to Long Zhu to show their appreciation. Without Long Zhu, the city wall would have been broken earlier, and many people would have been killed already, leaving Shi Yan no time to prepare.
