"..." Sheng Yunjie was speechless. Although he also wanted to help Mo Zihan, Death Valley was indeed a restricted area of the Holy Spirit Palace, and he could not go against his master's wishes.
"I'm sorry, I can't make the decision to release him without authorization..."
Before she finished speaking, Sheng Yunjie felt something cold pressing hard against her neck. Mo Zihan, who was still next to her, suddenly disappeared and came behind him.
Sheng Yunjie was slightly stunned, obviously surprised that Mo Zihan knew how to separate himself.
In fact, with his martial arts skills, he could completely see the trajectory of Mo Zihan's movement. No matter how close she was to him or how fast she was, he was sure that he could avoid Mo Zihan's threat in time.
But while he was surprised, he also wanted to help her. So when the dagger appeared behind him, he did not avoid it.
But now, the knife was pressed against the main artery in his neck, and he couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to.
In fact, he had been ordered to observe everything in the vantage mirror after they set foot halfway up the Tianshan Mountains, and he also followed the instructions and caused blizzards and avalanches.
In such a harsh environment, this woman was able to lead her brother and her immobile husband over the natural dangers and onto the top of the mountain.
To be honest, he was really impressed and moved.
He admired her bravery and wisdom, admired her foresight in every preparation, and also admired her weapon against the snow wolf.
What moved him was that as a woman, a pampered and noble queen, she could treat her husband so unswervingly, almost like a living dead, with such persistence and love that she would save him even if she risked her life.
He believed that their relationship was just like a master's relationship with his wife, and they would never forget each other even if they were separated forever.
"Lead the way! Stop talking nonsense to me. If I say it a fourth time, your head will fall to the ground immediately!"
Mo Zihan's vicious voice sounded the next moment, interrupting Sheng Yunjie's thoughts.
"Sister Mo, please don't hurt your junior uncle! Your junior uncle is Master's favorite disciple. If you hurt your junior uncle, Master will never let you go!
Don't say you can't save your husband by then, I'm afraid you and your friends will also lose their lives!" Sheng Qing's voice sounded anxiously from the side.
"Let's go!" She was too lazy to pay attention to Shengqing. She couldn't care about anything now. She just wanted to see Tuoli as soon as possible. As long as we could always be together, it wouldn't matter whether we were alive or dead.
She felt that the people here were kind-hearted and would not let other cousins die in vain because of her. And she could see that this Shengqing seemed to be very interested in Lengfeng. In order to save Lengfeng, she would definitely find a way to save Lengfeng.
Let Sheng Lingtian kill them.
Sheng Yunjie glanced at Sheng Yunli helplessly, but what he met was Sheng Yunli's slightly narrowed eyes.
Sheng Yunjie looked away with a guilty conscience. He had deliberately let off steam just now, but in this situation, he would have to risk his life to escape, so he was unwilling to do so.
However, Shengyun Li seemed to have seen through his mind, and ignored his guilty conscience, and said coldly:
"I don't care whether you want to help her or not, but you know the master's temper. Do you want to be like the senior brother and be kicked out by the master?
Do you think the master won't be able to tell if you help her in this way?