Circled around.
Besides strategic materials, there was nothing else.
It was time to notify everyone to come and move the wood.
The wood stored here was enough for ten years of war.
It was completely sufficient to deal with the undead army.
Wu Manyue still wanted to see if there was anything good.
Seeing Jiang Fan leave.
Afraid he might do something at the entrance and trap her inside.
She could only stomp her foot and hurriedly follow him out.
The two of them returned to the city wall.
The cold wind blew.
Her burgundy dress clung tightly to her body.
Revealing those alluring curves clearly.
One could even faintly see the silk patterns on her undergarment.
Jiang Fan unintentionally took a glance and then quickly looked away.
Wu Manyue gave a cunning smile.
Not only did she not avoid suspicion, she even boldly spun around: "If you want to look, just look."
"You've helped your senior sister a great deal."
"Feel free to look."