Chapter 445

Out of stamina.

However, the people chasing after her were equally low on stamina.

But they all kept pursuing, gasping for breath.

In no time, 150 women had the enemy's 80 surrounded.

Once again forming a two-on-one situation.

But this time, two were ours, one was theirs.

Li Yan stared blankly at both sides.

The purple in his pupils faded rapidly: "What's going on? How did we get surrounded?"

Zhao Ji was still glaring at Tang Ruan with clenched teeth, completely ignoring Li Yan's words.

Li Yan quickly scanned his surroundings.

He didn't see Zhou Qian or Zuo Yuan.

Nor any other Blood Clan soldiers.

"Shit, we're screwed!"

Li Yan suddenly realized, and several rays of light flared across his body.

He quickly dispelled the Taunt effect on Zhao Ji and the others.

Tang Ruan turned around.

She no longer needed to use Taunt.

Her petite body was covered in wounds, but they were rapidly healing.

Her armor had almost been beaten into a swimsuit—a rare leather one at that.

Tang Ruan hurled her red-hot shield into the enemy crowd and began regenerating her left hand, which had exposed bone.

Gu Qing frowned, painfully spitting out silk paste to stick it onto Tang Ruan.

Tang Ruan's palm rapidly regenerated and healed.

"Hey, thanks, Sister Gu."

Gu Qing shook her head, and silk threads burst wildly from both hands.

Like red cotton candy, they sprayed toward the enemy crowd.

Zhao Chi swept past: "Tang Ruan, you did well. You can rest now."

"Yes, my lord…"

Hearing those words, Tang Ruan truly felt her legs give out.

She could no longer hold herself up.

She dropped directly to her knees on the ground.

Zhao Ji finally snapped out of it.

He stared in astonishment at the female soldiers closing in from both sides, utterly shocked.

"Li Yan, what's going on? Are they here to surrender?"

"Surrender your fucking ass! I told you not to underestimate the enemy, not to underestimate the enemy, but you just wouldn't fucking listen! You bastard are going to die here!!"