What she worries about is not Xie Daochun's fate, but the fate of Tianhai Sword Sect. Xie Daochun may be the beginning of the decline of Tianhai Sword Sect.

Fakong smiled.

Leng Feiqiong seems to be as cold as ice, charming and cold, but she is actually a passionate person.

Love is deep and lifeless. Such people are destined to have endless troubles.

"Master..." Leng Feiqiong saw him smiling and said dissatisfied: "Is there anything I can do?"

Fakong shook his head and said: "Now that everything has been done, it's too late to stop them from being stupid, so what can be done?"

"Alas!" Leng Feiqiong shook his head: "Thank you Daochun..."

Fakong said: "This is chosen by the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect. In their eyes, I am afraid that you, the former leader, are far inferior to Xie Daochun."

Leng Feiqiong nodded and sighed.

In the eyes of the Tianhai Sword Sect disciples, I am indeed inferior to Xie Daochun.

When he was the leader, there had been no progress on Bitan Island, and there was only one attack against the Demon Sect. Most of them were against Dayun, and they were unknown to the Daqian Wulin.

After Xie Daochun became the leader, he acquired the more advanced swordsmanship from the Dongfu and became tough on the Six Paths of the Demon Sect. This greatly increased the prestige of the Tianhai Sword Sect and made the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect feel proud.

With such a comparison, you can understand at a glance which one is better and which one is worse.

What's more important is that he entered the palace and became the imperial concubine, which also made the disciples of Tianhai Sword Sect dissatisfied.

It seems that he abandoned the Tianhai Sword Sect and betrayed the Tianhai Sword Sect.

Fakong said: "As the saying goes, you are no longer the leader of the Tianhai Sword Sect. The Tianhai Sword Sect is just like your grown-up children. You cannot decide whether they will prosper or decline."

"That's the truth, but..." Leng Feiqiong sighed.

Fakong said: "As the saying goes, caring leads to chaos. Don't let them hold you back. Just give them a hand at the critical moment. You are not the head of the Tianhai Sword Sect now, but Concubine Leng, the mother of the princess."

Leng Feiqiong fell silent.

Fakong said: "If you continue to struggle with the Tianhai Sword Sect, the gap between you and the emperor will become deeper and deeper. This is a small gain at the expense of a big gain."

Leng Feiqiong's bright eyes flashed.

Fakong said: "What's more, the Tianhai Sword Sect is not that easy to decline, and it is impossible for the emperor to let the Tianhai Sword Sect decline. Otherwise, the three-legged power will be broken and stability will be lost."

"...Okay." Leng Feiqiong nodded slowly.

She immediately felt a little embarrassed: "Master..."

Fakong waved his hand: "At this time of your life, it is easy for you to overthink and look for trouble. Put everything aside. The Tianhai Sword Sect will still be strong without you, so don't be sentimental."

"Yes." Leng Feiqiong nodded mockingly.

I am worried about the Tianhai Sword Sect, but the disciples of the Tianhai Sword Sect don't want to see me. I am really being sentimental.

I just can't control myself, after all, I have been the leader for so many years.

She then showed a faint smile: "Master, don't you want to take the opportunity to weaken the Tianhai Sword Sect?"

"It still depends on the emperor." Fakong said: "I also want to stay out of this matter. The more I do, the more mistakes I make."

"That's right." Leng Feiqiong nodded lightly.

She came here to remind Fakong not to get involved in this matter, because as a disciple of Daxue Mountain, the emperor would definitely have doubts.

The four of them, Xu Qingluo, were galloping on the prairie at extremely fast speeds.

From time to time they looked up at the sky.

The clear blue sky was dotted with a few white clouds, and a few small black dots were fluttering under the white clouds, but a goshawk was circling.

"We can't get rid of them. If we don't destroy those eagles, they will keep chasing us." Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Master, he wants to see us destroyed."

His face was pale, and a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead.

He holds a long sword in his left hand, and his right shoulder is drooped by his side, hanging dangling from his waist.

A wet red cloth was tied to his right shoulder.

This was originally a piece of white cloth, but it was dyed red by blood.

The sword hit him too deep in his right shoulder, directly severing the tendon, leaving his arm unable to exert any strength and could only hang limply.

Xu Qingluo was hit by a sword in the right chest.

Chu Ling was hit by a sword in his left shoulder.

Zhou Yu was hit by a sword in his left shoulder.

Chu Ling's beautiful face was as pale as paper, and her red lips had lost all color. She gritted her teeth and said, "There is something that delayed you, and you ignored us, right?"

If Xu Qingluo hadn't risked her own life to block the sword for herself this time, she would have died.

Xu Qingluo paid the price by having her right chest pierced.

Chu Ling was moved and angry at the same time.

If it weren't for Xu Qingluo, I would have died.

Monk Fakong didn't take action at this time and was still watching with cold eyes. Did he take action after he died?

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu didn't say anything, they just kept their heads on their way.

Zhou Yang sighed.

Xu Qingluo said angrily: "Save some energy and rush to the Daxue Mountain. Uncle Faxuan and the others will pick us up."

"Yes, there is also Master Fuxuan." Zhou Yang cheered up and looked into the distance: "We are not far from the Snowy Mountains."

Their feet kept moving, faster than a galloping horse. The glaciers on the horizon seemed not far away at first, but now they felt far away.

Zhou Yang's breath was heavy and he felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he might not be able to reach the foot of the Snow Mountain.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Give...send a signal to Uncle Faxuan..."

Xu Qingluo shook her head: "Wait a little longer."

"What...what are you waiting for?" Zhou Yang panted and said dissatisfied: "If we can't hold on, don't...don't...show off."

Xu Qingluo said: "It's too dangerous. Uncle Faxuan and the others won't be able to help."

None of them could stop the pursuit of these border patrol masters, let alone Uncle Faxuan and the others.

Unexpectedly, I could escape the Jinghui Sect, but I could not escape the Border Patrol Division.

There was actually a master of the Divine Sword Peak in the Border Patrol Department, which exposed her disguise and attracted more masters of the Divine Sword Peak.

They will work with the experts from the border patrol department to hunt down the four of them. They have a large number of people and top experts.

The sword formation of the four of them was so powerful that hundreds of border patrol officers and masters of the Divine Sword Peak were seriously injured by the four of them.

But the other party actually mobilized an army.

Heavy crossbows, heavy armor, heavy cavalry, and Dayong's iron cavalry formed an impact on the prairie, hitting them like raging waves, wave after wave.

By the time they broke through the siege, all their physical strength had been consumed. Even the Rejuvenation Curse and the Pure Heart Curse could not stop the consumption of physical strength.

In the final analysis, they were careless. They did not expect to send out troops, and they did not expect that the Border Patrol Division would be so powerful.

His physical strength was exhausted and his cultivation was unable to exert its power. He was besieged by the Border Guards and the masters of Shenjian Peak. To be able to break out of the encirclement was already beyond their capabilities.

This made the border patrol officer's murderous intention even stronger. He must not let them go and pursue them closely.

If Fa Xuan and the others came to assist them, they would not be able to stop the Border Patrol Division's encirclement and suppression, and they would only kill a few more people.

Zhou Yang's breathing became heavier and his body became slower.

Zhou Yu took his left hand.

"Sister," Zhou Yang shook his head: "I can't do it, I'll block them from behind."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhou Yuxiu said angrily, her face pale, "Senior brother is just distracted occasionally, he will see us soon."

"I'm afraid that by the time Uncle Master comes to his senses, we will have already expired!" Zhou Yang said.

Xu Qingluo arrived behind Zhou Yang, sheathed her sword, put her right palm on his back and pushed him forward: "Master will not make this kind of mistake. He has been watching us. We can't give up until the last moment. Stop talking and talk less.

,Save some energy!"

Chu Ling said: "He has been staring at us."

Xu Qingluo said: "Master should be watching our jokes."

"Then when will they save us?" Chu Ling asked.

Zhou Yang had the lowest cultivation level among the four. Although he felt embarrassed and asked Xu Qingluo and Zhou Yu for help, he couldn't refuse.

Otherwise, you really won't be able to keep up with their speed.

Xu Qingluo said: "It will probably be when our entire army is wiped out and we lose the strength to struggle."

"When we die?" Chu Ling snorted, "Isn't it too late to save us?"

Xu Qingluo said: "Master can bring the dead back to life. Even if we die, we can be saved."

"I don't want to die." Chu Ling snorted, "He's gone too far."
To be continued...