Chapter 1143

Despite the helplessness in her heart.

At this moment, she could only suppress the feeling of loss from being abandoned.

And stood together with the remaining Chess Immortal Sect disciples and Madam Hu and the others.

Looking like they were joining forces to fight the enemy.

Madam Hu glanced at her and said nothing.

Looking solemnly at Zhang Zhaozhong.

Zhang Zhaozhong did not care about the Wen Family Five Elders fleeing.

His target was Madam Hu and the Zhuang family and other female family members she had rescued.

Zhang Zhaozhong laughed triumphantly:

"Madam Hu, surrender and be captured."

Hu Fei asked softly with worry:

"Mother, what should we do?"

Madam Hu looked at the thousand Qing Guo iron cavalry.

With her martial arts.

Let alone taking everyone and escaping.

She couldn't even break out by herself.

A sense of despair gradually rose in her heart.

She was not afraid of death.

At worst, she would just go to accompany Hu Yidao.

But she did not want Hu Fei to die here with her.

She was already prepared to risk her life to send Hu Fei out.

Madam Hu smiled gently:

"Fei'er, don't be afraid. Later, Mother will open a path for you, and you break out by yourself."

How could Hu Fei not see Madam Hu's thoughts?

He said urgently:

"Mother, I'm not leaving! If we go, we go together!"

Madam Hu comforted him:

"Don't worry, Mother will catch up after you break out."

Zhang Zhaozhong sneered:

"Still want to run? Daydreaming!"

As he spoke, he signaled his cavalry to come forward and capture them.

Madam Hu had high martial arts.

Zhang Zhaozhong did not want to take risks.

Deciding to clear out those panicked Chess Immortal Sect disciples first.

Because Wen Qingqing looked so good.

She was the first to be targeted by Zhang Zhaozhong.

The gap in strength between the two was too large.

Wen Qingqing was captured by Zhang Zhaozhong before she could even make two moves.

He laughed triumphantly:

"Looking so handsome, but your hand skills are so poor."

However, a mocking laugh interrupted his triumph.

"Zhang Zhaozhong, let Gu Mou weigh your martial arts? If you don't have any level, Gu Mou will have to clean up the sect on the way."

Zhang Zhaozhong was annoyed.

Shouting angrily:

"Who is playing god and acting like a ghost?"

Everyone saw a young man in white stepping on the breeze, slowly landing in the crowd.

That extraordinarily handsome appearance, the elegance of white clothes fluttering, and the lightness skill that seemed like an immortal.

All attracted everyone's attention.

Even Madam Hu praised in her heart:

"What a handsome young master."

Those desperate women in prison clothes had eyes shining.

Pairs of beautiful eyes stared at the newcomer.

The older women were fine.

But those young girls couldn't handle it.

Just looking at him a few times made their faces flush with red clouds, shyly lowering their heads.

Even Shuang'er, who didn't value appearance, couldn't help but look a few more times.

The Third Young Mistress Zhuang, who was being supported by her, saw this and her expression moved slightly.