Hearing the roar of her eldest brother Ai Dong, Aida's pupils shrank, and she subconsciously ran away into the distance with the help of her eldest brother's throwing power.
She was indeed very fast, but she couldn't be faster than the Wumingwei's pursuit.
As Ada was running, she felt cold sweat all over her body. Someone slashed her neck with a knife, causing her to faint and fall to the ground.
"Aida!" Aidong roared with eyes splitting.
Even though my sister was so fast, she couldn't escape. Who was the other party? How could he have such a high level of cultivation?
"Stop shouting." Wuming Wei San glanced at Ai Dong lightly.
The eyes under the black cloth shone with a cold light, which made Ai Dong feel a chill all over his body and chilled him deep in his heart.
Yes, there is no point in shouting.
The other party restrained everyone in the room in one confrontation, which shows that they have an overwhelming advantage in terms of strength.
Ai Dong felt quite complicated, "What's the use of arresting us?"
His voice was cold, trying his best to calm down his restless heart.
"Don't think you can get us to reveal anything. Let me tell you, even if you use some special method to penetrate into our sea of consciousness to check, you won't find anything."
"Because the sea of consciousness of all of us is under the control of the master's mind."
"Once penetrated, there is only one ending." Ai Dong said with a sneer on his face, "That is our complete death and you lose all clues."
"Don't worry, my master doesn't expect to find any clues from you." The nameless guard sneered and looked at them with mocking eyes.
A bunch of pitiful weaklings are looking for trouble and find themselves in the presence of Her Majesty the Empress. The master will not let them leave this place alive.
The nameless guards did not say much to Aidong. After tying up everyone, they directly escorted Aidong and others away.
…
Northland Icefield, in front of several narrow igloos.
A dozen young disciples were busy sweeping away the bloodstains in front of the door.
They dragged the dried and withered corpses to the nearby ice cave that was several meters deep and dumped them into the pile.
There were more than a dozen corpses in total, including men, women, old and young. Each corpse had the same expression, with a look of horror and horror on its face before death.
"Master Yu."
"Master Yu."
The young man came with a smile and a free and easy posture. He nodded and smiled at everyone in a friendly manner, giving people a sense of intimacy.
The female disciples looked at her with slightly blushing cheeks and hurriedly bowed and hid behind, "I've seen Young Master Yu."
"Is Lord Huangdian inside?" the man asked with a smile.
"The Venerable has never come out. He should be practicing in seclusion with Miss Dugu. If Mr. Yu wants to find the Venerable, it's best to wait and come back."
A female disciple with a peach-like face said something with a smile, then stepped aside and covered her mouth to enjoy herself.
Everyone knows what Venerable Huang Dian and Miss Dugu are doing in seclusion. It sounds better to say that they are cultivating.
That Miss Dugu is really a goddess. Normally, after being played with by Lord Huangdian for three to five days, she would be almost dying.
I didn’t expect that young lady to be so powerful. No wonder she made His Holiness like her so much.
The young man's eyes flashed slightly, he smiled and was about to speak when he heard footsteps coming from behind him.
He turned his head and immediately saluted respectfully, "I've met Mr. An."
"I've met Mr. An." A group of Xuanjian Peak disciples also quickly saluted.
A faint smile appeared on An Yangjian's feminine face.