After a little rest.

After feeling that the moon god and Shao Siming had almost the same recovery, they used the high-level light body technique to travel overnight.

Leave Xingcheng and head straight to Chaoge City, which is more inclined toward the east.

Three beautiful young figures quickly shuttled through the vast and flat hills and plains, like the phantom of the dark night, with a very fast speed.

"Sister, if there is really a way to escape from the Yin-Yang family in the future, what do you plan to do?" Bai suddenly asked Hei in the form of spiritual transmission.

"If we can really escape from the Yin and Yang family, we will naturally be the first to find out whether there is a way to restore the damaged soul." Hei was a little confused in his heart, and responded to Bai Chuanyin: "If we cannot recover the broken souls of our two, we cannot recover the increasingly lost emotions and desires."

"I'm afraid even if we really escape from the Yin-Yang family, we won't be able to live long."

"After all, no Shao Siming of all generations has lived beyond twenty years."

"Either die in a mission or die in the hands of the next Shao Siming, or practice the thousands of leaves and flowers, and refine yourself until your soul is scattered."

This exchange of voice-transmitting words in the soul.

Whether white or black, both women couldn't help but fall into silence.

The gradual absence of the three souls and seven spirits is the real death. If there is no way to complete and recover, even if you escape, you will inevitably die early.

Although I was thinking about things.

But the young and beautiful body still followed the moon god skillfully and naturally, without showing any abnormality.

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...

In the border military camps bordering Wei to the north of Chu State.

Wu'an Jun Xiang Yan, wearing his own armor of the Chu commander, stepped out of the camp, turned his head and looked towards the west.

Tens of miles away, there was a faint light of fire.

It was just because the distance was too far, he couldn't see it clearly, and he couldn't be sure whether it was really a fire or something else.

"It seems that Yingbu has officially fought."

"Whether it is success or failure, there will be enough attention there. There is only one chance of such a striking attack."

"I must complete the order issued by the king!"

Observe carefully for a moment.

Xiang Yan turned his head slightly and ordered the personal soldiers beside him: "Send the order and let all members of the Tenglong Legion and the remaining members of the Leibao Legion set out with our commander."

"Yes, Lord!" The personal soldiers beside him bowed to Xiang Yan and then quickly trotted away.

Xiang Yan turned around and walked, came to his mount, turned over and looked to the left.

All the prepared war horses were tied with linen on their four hooves.

He planned to lead his army to take the opportunity to travel at night, quietly leave here, and head towards Daliang City, which is on the east side, preparing to wait for the opportunity to carry out a second feint attack.

"Get attention with two different wars."

"In secret, elite martial arts masters were sent to take the opportunity to sneak into the palace of the Wei Kingdom in Daliang City and steal the salt-making method from it."

"There must be backup records in the palace of the Wei Kingdom."

Xiang Yan thought very clearly that he directly attacked the coastal areas of Wei and made a strong robbery, but the success rate was extremely low.

The guards and protection over there must be strict defenses.

Especially after the previous Wei general was assassinated, the defense and guards there would definitely be elevated to a very terrible level.

"It is better to build a plank road openly and secretly travel to Chencang."

Xiang Yan looked up slightly and looked towards the northeast.

Suddenly, he swung the reins in his hand and took the initiative to head straight towards the camp gate.

On the side, the Tenglong Legion and some members of the Leibao Legion who had already assembled all turned over their horses, drove the war horses, and ran up wildly.

Chasing for his own commander.

As for the scout team that explored the information in front, they set out in advance a quarter of an hour ago.

"Boom..."

Thousands of troops galloped together, their voices were weak and dull.

Hidden in the night wind, it is not very eye-catching, as if a long torrent of river in the darkness spreads rapidly into the distance.

But what they can't see is.

At a height of hundreds of meters above their heads, several birds moving at night were gliding and flying with the help of the wind at night.

Those pairs of sharp and black eyes stared quietly at the team below.

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Inside the Qin State, inside a primitive forest.

Lao Ai, who had completely lost his power, held a sharp sword in his forehand and fled alone in the woods.

In order to prevent being caught up by Shadow Guards and others who want to receive rewards with him, he has been running and jumping on those branches and never leaving any traces on the ground.

And even walking on the branches.

The boots on both feet were also wrapped in silk cloth torn off the hem of the clothes and skirts, and they did not want to leave subtle clues on the skin of the branches.

"Zhao Zheng, it's really a big mistake to not be able to kill you this time!"

Lao Ai was tired of running away, so he stood on a thick ancient tree for a while.

He held the sword with his right hand tightly, gently held the tree trunk with his other hand, and turned his head from time to time to look back, fearing that someone would catch up.

Even the sound of breathing and gasping in his mouth was suppressed and weakened by his best efforts.

"Kill my son, my daughter remembers this hatred!"

"Zhao Zheng, let's take a look in the future."

When he learned about the tragic death of his two sons, Lao Ai and the royal family of the Ying surname of Qin were hated.

If they hadn't agreed secretly and helped him accomplish things at critical moments, how could he have done so easily?

It made him now like a broken dog, fleeing everywhere and hiding.

"snort!"

"A group of liars are playing tricks on me like a monkey!"

After a short rest, Lao Ai looked gloomy and quietly set off on the road again.

It's nearly ten miles deep into this primitive mountain range.

Lao Ai came to a natural canyon area, raised his head, and carefully observed the situation here with the help of the invisible starlight.

After determining the location of the mechanism in memory.

He inserted the accessories into the scabbard at his waist, lifted up his internal force, jumped up, flew over the eaves and walls on the steep cliffs, and climbed to a high place.

But in just a short moment.

He came to a stone that was slightly raised slightly outside with a foot of its length.

"I have already killed everyone who built this secret stronghold. Now I am the only one here, and it is safe and hidden enough."

"Then let's take a good rest here for a while and avoid the limelight first."

Lao Ai stood on the slightly raised stone, scanned the small stone caves around him, and carefully recalled the corresponding mechanism.

Suddenly he reached into one of the natural holes.

Bend your fingers and flick upwards gently, opening the entrance door here according to a certain pattern and rhythm.

Not long.

Unusual changes occur on the cliff in front of you.
Chapter completed!