Chapter 1697

• The final wait lasted for a whole night. When the morning sun rose the next day, the ice stream main city was once again bathed in sunlight, and three localized warships slowly sailed from the head of the sky.
• At this moment, on the ground in front of the main city of Bingliu, the six people were so limp all night, only Yan Qingwu was still laughing weirdly. She lay on her back in the deep pit. The ghostly face was facing Ye Wuque, and his scarlet eyes stared at Ye Wuque, unblinking, like the spiteful stare of a ghost from hell!
• The hatred and resentment in her heart made Yan Qingwu never stop here. She stared at Ye Wuque like this. The horror in her eyes was unbearable by ordinary people, and would even become a nightmare. However, Ye Wuque was not an ordinary person. He didn't care at all, Yan Qing Wu's eyes were of no effect to him.