Bab 415: Chapter 202 Murong Ying_1

Ancient Empire, Tuo State, Lishun Mountain Range.

Adorned in a fluttering blue dress and a light veil over her face, the woman stood atop the mountain, her eyebrows slightly knitted and her lips gently parting in a slightly annoyed tone:

"Do not delude yourselves."

"Murong Ying, surrender and come back with us. Otherwise, this will be your place of burial."

The man in green clothes, hundreds of meters in front of Murong Ying, spoke with a heavy voice, bursting with momentum, firmly locking onto the woman in the blue dress.

"Delude? I think you're the deluded one, Murong Ying. You have no choice now," said a yellow-dressed young matron with a graceful and mature figure, toying with a small knife in her hand, smiling behind Murong Ying, hundreds of meters away.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Murong Ying's eyes as she responded coldly, "You are seeking death."