Hair Mistress Battle

"These are just a few Immortal Gu, so what?" Ying Wu Xie spoke in a profound voice, "As long as our plan succeeds, all your losses can be compensated. Being able to let go is the mark of a wise person. Moreover, we are not just abandoning them senselessly, instead we are leaving them behind to confuse the enemy and get some precious time for ourselves."

Bai Ning Bing snorted: "Why do I feel like you are intentionally weakening my strength?"

"You are thinking too much. The enemy is outside, you can also choose to stay behind and personally control this Gu formation to help us delay the enemy." Ying Wu Xie glanced at Bai Ning Bing.

Bai Ning Bing's eyes flickered with sharp light, before finally nodding: "I shall go with your plan then!"

It was not that she did not want to fight by herself, but facing such a powerful Fang Yuan, she did not have any confidence in winning.

Northern Plains, Snowy Mountain blessed land.

Ninth peak.