This is My Heroic Path

Let me declare again... It's really not his cowardice!

... Well, it's just that An Zhiyu is simply too cowardly.

Coughing lightly, An Zhiyu turned his back, "I'm going to bed first."

After finishing speaking, he adjusted his mood, and then brewed a little drowsiness again.

Slowly, my heart gradually calmed down, and sleepiness also came.

"Strange, where did they go?"

"I don't know, maybe I have found a path and left secretly?"

"Do you dare to say that to Master Jill?"

"Don't dare...so let's keep looking."

But at this moment, the voices of the soldiers in the distance reached An Zhiyu's ears again, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Don't care about them...don't care about them, it's important to go to bed first!

However, just as An Zhiyu turned over, footsteps came again.

After a few more times like this, he was about to fall asleep, and was awakened by the sound of footsteps a few times, and after repeated several times, An Zhiyu simply did not close his eyes.

"what happened to you?"

Joan looked at An Zhiyu who got up from the haystack suspiciously, his eyes seemed bloodshot.

"I want to rest." An Zhiyu said.

"Eh?" Jeanne tilted her head slightly, as if a question mark appeared above her head.She wanted to ask 'Since you want to rest, what are you doing now when you get up', but she saw An Zhiyu walking to the cave.

"What are you going to do?" Joan asked involuntarily.

"I want to take advantage of tonight to reduce the number of enemy troops in the forest." An Zhiyu said.

"We will be discovered!" Joan of Arc immediately stood up, "Once discovered, other enemies will arrive immediately, and we will be pinched from front to back and fall into crisis."

"No, as long as you assassinate secretly, you won't be discovered." An Zhiyu shook his head and said.

Joan of Arc thought for a moment, then nodded slightly: "If you can reduce the number of enemies tonight, the battle after that will be easier, but are you sure?"

"of course."

"Yeah, that's fine—"

Just as Joan showed a smile, she froze for a moment.

She saw the figure in front of the cave gradually grow larger, and the next moment, a gorgeous white dragon appeared in front of the girl's eyes.

This is also the first time that An Zhiyu turned into a dragon on his own initiative. In the past, neither he nor Vutigeng could switch forms independently, but after becoming a real white dragon, An Zhiyu was able to do so.

Jeanne stared blankly at the white dragon.

Such an existence, presumably even God cannot construct it, most of its body is white, but there are still some black scales, under the moonlight, the black scales shone with a charming luster.

A white dragon, or in other words, a combination of a white dragon and a black dragon.

Joan's eyes gradually widened, staring blankly at the creature in front of her. After a while, she smiled helplessly and said, "How do we assassinate like this?"

Bai Long grinned, showing his sharp teeth, "This is the real assassination."

"Roar!"

A deafening roar resounded through the forest, and the leaves trembled. The white dragon raised its proud head and turned its head slightly to look at Joan of Arc.

"Come up."

Chapter 256 Knock Me Out, Lily!

After An Zhiyu finished speaking, seeing that Joan of Arc hadn't moved for a long time, she couldn't help turning her head to look in doubt. The girl hesitated a little at the moment, but she never stepped on the white dragon's back.

"Miss Joan of Arc?" An Zhiyu called out tentatively.

"Ah... well, I see." Joan of Arc walked up to the white dragon's back, and then patted its head.

"Let's go, Bailong... Mr. An Zhiyu."

Bailong raised his head and let out another roar, shaking his wings and rushing to the sky.

It was night, and the enemy army was patrolling the forest with torches held high, and the momentum was mighty.

"Have you found the whereabouts of the saint yet?" the leading man looked at the subordinate who came to report the situation and asked in a deep voice.

"Sorry, I haven't found it yet."

"Continue to search, every forest exit has been sealed, I still don't believe they can grow wings and fly away!"

"Yes!"

The subordinate turned around and continued, giving orders to other soldiers, and then a group of soldiers and horses continued to search in the forest.

The general glanced around sharply, with a cold expression on his face. The order he received was to capture the saint, whether it was dead or alive, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

He just needs to carry out the task.

And this task is really too easy.