Behind Xique, Ji Fengyao and Bailu also entered the fray in light armor and tight-fitting clothes. Their headdresses were still in the style of women's clothing, making them look less heroic and more charming and graceful.
It's definitely very beautiful.
But beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Wuhen still thought his own magpie was prettier, so he said perfunctorily, "Pretty, the princess is naturally pretty, both are pretty."
Hearing his perfunctory reply, Shang Xiye stepped forward and shoved him aside:
Get out of my way!
Then, with a burning gaze, Shang Xiye pulled the little bandit into his arms, glanced at her tight-fitting outfit, and said, "Little wife, it's windy today, do you want to wear another cloak outside?"
Ji Fengyao glanced at the five-needle pine tree beside her, its branches and leaves completely still: "???"
“There’s a kind of strong wind, that’s why Your Highness thinks it’s very windy today,” Bai Lu whispered with a chuckle in Ji Fengyao’s ear, taking a light cloak from her storage ring and handing it to Shang Xiye.
Ji Fengyao looked down at her shapely figure, her face flushed, and she glared at Bai Lu with a coquettish and shy expression: "You little rascal!"
Shang Xiye accepted the cloak without changing his expression, carefully fastened it for his little wife, and then, not to be too worried, made sure to pull it tight.
Ji Fengyao: "..."
If I'd known what kind of outfit she was going to wear, I would have just put on a big sack over her head—it would have been much easier!
The commander guarding Ensa was none other than Sangjianpu, whom Seba had mentioned that day. He was a cultivator at the mid-stage of the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.
Like most people from the Di Kingdom, Sangji Anpu had a purplish-brown complexion, a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes. His appearance was very rugged, and his expression and every gesture subtly proclaimed:
You owe me eight million!
I really don't like you!
Seeing Shang Xiye's army approaching the city, led by a petite girl who couldn't even fit into her armor, he felt deeply humiliated.
"Everyone says how brave the Ninth Prince is, but it turns out he's a hero hiding behind a girl. I, Sangji Anpu, have seen it for myself today," Sangji Anpu said sarcastically, feeling that the world owed him eight million, while Shang Xiye owed him eighty million!
“My son-in-law and daughter are precious and too lazy to fight with someone as lowly as you. Someone like you is only fit to be used as practice for my mistress,” Xique laughed, cracking her long whip.
His domineering presence instantly crushed the pretentious Sangjianpu into dust!
Sangjianpu, who was always highly sought after, had never been verbally humiliated like this before. His face flushed with anger and turned dark purple: "Ignorant woman, do you know who you're insulting?!"
"Besides dogs, what other kind of creatures does your Di Kingdom have?" The magpie looked Sangjianpu up and down several times, looking quite puzzled. "I don't think you look like a wolf either. The one I'm riding is what a wolf should be!"
The magpie's words fell silent.
The wolf beneath her was also extremely cooperative.
It rolled its eyes at Sangjianpu with disdain, then let out a majestic howl: "Awoo...!"
That domineering and wild howl was incredibly intimidating, and its sound was several times louder than that of an ordinary wolf!
Sangji'anpu and the Di soldiers on Ensa City were all experienced hunters, and they immediately changed color upon hearing the sound: This must be the Wolf King!
But looking around, the gray wolf beneath the magpie was only of medium to high quality among the more than a thousand mutated beasts and monsters!
“General Sangji, those really are the beast army,” a Di soldier said with fear.
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