With His Own Strength

Fireballs rained down.

Ye Qiluo, who was already in despair, suddenly saw the tall figure standing in front of her. This back was so familiar. The last time they were in such danger, it was this person who stepped forward and saved all of them.

For some reason, Ye Qiluo felt inexplicably at ease just by seeing him appear in front of her. Even if they were facing the enemy's army and were about to be baptized by such majestic firepower, Ye Qiluo slowly closed her eyes.

Li Yuanqing suddenly opened his arms and faced the artillery fire that filled the sky.

The humans behind him exclaimed. They looked at the City Lord in midair and the young man who had inexplicably appeared, as if they were about to be drowned by the endless fireballs.

"City Lord!"

The generals who were lucky enough to survive all looked at the sky above the city with blemishes.