"Let's see, everything depends on fate. We must believe in Yun Hao's three friends; they should be able to do it!"
Liu Mengqi observed the electronic map in front of her, as well as the distribution of enemies around them, with absolutely no confidence.
In a battle on this unsuitable terrain, the opponents' numbers were four to five times their own, and their numbers continued to grow.
There was no chance of winning this battle.
And for all this, A Jiao, Qing Luan, and A Yun, sitting at three different positions, had already noticed.
However, all three women made no moves.
They didn't care at all about the increasing number of enemies gathering around them.
Their thinking was very simple and selfish!
If they truly couldn't hold on, they would leave with Yun Hao's statue.
As long as they wanted to leave, these people couldn't stop them.
As for the life and death of others, the three of them didn't care!
