The large black iron cannon, its deep dark muzzle, aims at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan trembles all over, his expression extremely grave, closely watching the mouth of the cannon, ready to dodge the cannonball at any moment.
At this moment, the Guard Army member controlling the cannon has already loaded the cannonball and lit the cannon fuse.
"Everyone stop!"
Suddenly, a loud shout rings out.
The Guard Army member controlling the cannon is startled, quickly pinching out the fuse and stopping the firing.
"Second Miss!"
The Guard Army members respectfully greet.
At this time, under everyone's watchful gaze, Xuanyuan Xiaoxiao walks through the crowd to stand in front of Ye Xuan, who is surrounded by people.
Xuanyuan Xiaoxiao is barefoot, and the stones on the road have cut her feet, which are now bleeding heavily. She stands resolutely in front of Ye Xuan, biting her lip, tears flowing from her dewy eyes, staring unwaveringly at Ye Xuan.
"Wah wah..."
