Liu Qinghong took a deep breath in secret and said calmly: "Prepare to withdraw!"

It cannot be done without withdrawing.

With so many bandits, one careless person may be wiped out.

No one can afford the loss of a state of decline.

Just as Liu Qinghong and others were about to find an opportunity to retreat, there were another series of footsteps behind them.

Hearing movement.

Liu Qinghong and others immediately looked back.

"Fu Moyan?"

Looking at a handsome young man in front of him, with a long sword hanging around his waist, Liu Qinghong's gloomy face relieved a little.

Then, he looked at the twenty players behind Fu Moyan.

If it was the past.

When you meet Fu Moyan, Liu Qinghong will never have any good face.

But with the current situation, the arrival of Fu Moyan and others gave him a different idea.

He discovered others, and they naturally saw him.

Fu Moyan smiled and bowed, "Such a coincidence, he actually met Brother Liu here."

As he said that, his eyes looked at the bandits in Mingaishan, and a little solemn appeared in his eyes.
Chapter completed!