"Damn it, what time is it now? At this point, we can't care about anyone else. If we run into strong enemies later, I'll try to lead them into our trap. Then you all just need to set the fire. Whoever hesitates, don't blame me if I turn against you!"
Jia Zhenjing shouted angrily at everyone.
"I..." Black Hawk was at a loss for words. Now South Heavenly Gate is fraught with danger. Let alone caring about Jia Zhenjing and them. Even Black Hawk himself is aware that survival depends on luck.
"Old man, Nangong Shui, you come with me!" Jia Zhenjing, with a dark face, led the elder and Nangong Shui down the mountain.
Seeing them resolute in facing death, courageously moving forward disregarding personal safety with a sense of righteousness, brought tears to Black Hawk and others' eyes. Everyone knew what might happen next...
Swish swish swish...
The three pushed their speed to the limit, like tigers descending the mountain.
