Chapter 1146: Divine Crossbow Team_1

Despite Dong Sanlang being the only one, it was very difficult to encircle the entire platform with just the whip in his hand.

Ren Zhong was in charge of setting the explosives on fire and throwing them while more than a dozen guards encircled Yang Wenxiao and several others, swinging their swords to block the rebels rushing up.

Explosion sounds, wails of agony, and persistent shrieks poured into her ears. Qiao Xiaomai clenched her teeth, one hand propping up Yang Wenxiao's chair, using it to support her body as she finally dared to look toward the living hell before her.

To her, this scene was a living hell, with the scenarios from TV dramas vividly playing out before her eyes. Lives were reduced to ants, and she stood there dazed, her small face slightly pale.