4880. Chapter 4880 Babel 7

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! "I thought she'd been lurking for so long, so what better way would she come up with, but it turned out to be such a rude move!"

"Does she know that she will kill all their teams! Soon the alarm will sound, arrows will rain down, and this team will be shot into hedgehogs!"

"This team is going to be wiped out, it's over, it's over"

The highest authority in the base, an elder of the Imperial College, an old man with white hair and white beard like snow, he did not speak from the beginning to the end, but stared at Su Luo closely with those sharp eyes like a hawk.

His deputy, a chubby person in charge of the specific affairs of the base, is urging him: "Old Pang, give the order! Let the other team retreat! If this continues, the entire army of eighty people will be wiped out. We cannot bear the responsibility!"

These are eighty Imperial College students!

Every student of the Imperial College is a carefully selected elite, and each of them carries the hope of the empire for them. If eighty of them fall in one fell swoop, then they, the top executives of the base, can only apologize with death.

However, the white-haired old Pang raised his hand to signal him not to make noise.

He was still staring at Su Luo's every move.

At this moment, many people had panicked expressions on their faces.

The consequences of losing eighty students in one fell swoop are terrible!

Everyone turned their heads to look at the second young master Nangong sitting tall.

At this moment, the second young master of Nangong's sword eyebrows are as dark as thick ink, and his eyes are as light as obsidian. His facial features are as sharp as knives, exquisite and sharp-edged, with an inherent arrogance and coldness, showing an arrogant and arrogant king all over his body Domineering!

He focused on looking at Su Luo on the screen, with a faint and gentle smile on his lips.

This was a smile that was only aimed at Su Luo.

Many people wanted to ask Second Young Master Nangong, but no one had the courage to ask after seeing him.

She didn't even have the courage to meet his eyes.

The same is true for the leading teachers of the second grade.

No one dared to question Nangong Second Young Master.

It was as terrifying as if their corpses would be floating not far away before they questioned.

The second young master of Nangong was extremely handsome, sitting peacefully, playing with the dark green finger on his right thumb, the corners of his mouth slightly raised slightly, with a hint of carelessness and arrogance.

Seeing that Second Young Master Nangong was sitting on his seat, as stable as a rock, everyone seemed to feel less anxious.

Old Pang's deputy, Gu Chunlei, the person in charge of the base's affairs, quietly picked up the communication tool to notify Ning Yihai's team.

"Su Luo's team is currently on the outer wall of the third-floor psychic pagoda. Before the other party notices, go and meet him! Hurry up!!!" Gu Chunlei roared almost at the top of his lungs!

Ning Yihai was stunned when he received the order.

It was obvious that Su Luo and the others were still lying on the ground just now, why did they reach the third floor in less than a minute? And it's the outer wall?

I went big! outer wall?

Did they climb up directly against the outer wall? How stupid! How many guards are guarding the outer wall, how dare they! How dare you!

It was not only Ning Yihai who heard Gu Chunlei's order, but also the people around Ning Yihai.

Their eyes flickered.

Save Su Luo? Why do you want to save Su Luo? Let her die!

Many people think this way, but Ning Yihai still has a good impression of Su Luo because of his previous relationship, so he is going to rescue her.