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Chapter 275

It was still this night, and the temple on the edge of the cliff was still brightly lit. A handsome man wearing a purple robe was sitting quietly in the temple, looking at the dark night above the cliff.

The surroundings were extremely silent, as if a pin dropped to the ground, and you could hear a crisp sound. Compared with the city, the temperature in the mountains was more humid and colder. The branches on the mountains whined when the wind blew, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which was instantly unpleasant to hear.

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Suddenly, two men appeared in the palace. The two men knelt on the ground respectfully, "I'm here to see you, Master. Miss Suruo has been sent to the general."

"Yeah." The Ziyi man hummed in a deep voice. There was no expression on his handsome and extraordinary face. After a moment, he said coldly: "What else?"

The voice was so cold that it had no trace of warmth. It was so cold that it made people tremble. The two people kneeling on the ground couldn't help but tremble. There were dense beads of sweat on their foreheads. One of them looked pale and bloodless and said in horror: "Go back to the Pavilion Master."

, the owner of Ming Yuexuan has appeared, and also killed four ghosts, but the person who appeared is not a woman, but a man, and this man is the successor of the rich Murong family, Murong Xuan."

"Murong Xuan?" Sima Heng repeated in a cold voice. The Murong family was rich in business and could rival other countries. Murong Villa was the largest family in the dynasty in terms of wealth, strength and martial arts.

Murong Xuan, on the other hand, was a talented and romantic man. He was a handsome young man with the first and second attributes in the world. His martial arts skills were unfathomable. He was not inferior to Long Chenyi, and he and Long Chenyi were brothers and allies.

These two people are his targets. Tomorrow...tomorrow will be the battle at Wuwu Cliff. He only invited Murong Xuan to come to Wuwu Cliff, hoping to control them both at once.

But judging from the current situation, Long Chen will definitely not keep the appointment. However, he has his own way to make Long Chen take the initiative to go to Wuwu Cliff to challenge.

After a while, Sima Heng continued to ask in a cold voice: "What else?"

"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, the person who broke into the forbidden area is still being hunted. Although that person is highly skilled in martial arts, he has been seriously injured. I believe he will be caught soon." Another man knelt down and said respectfully.

"Huh... I guess?" A hint of anger flashed through Sima Heng's narrow and deep eyes, "I guess you two are about to die too." The voice pierced the hearts of the kneeling people like icicles, and the two people's hearts were unconscious.

His body moved faster, and his kneeling body began to tremble.

"My subordinate deserves to die. I failed to complete the task assigned by the Pavilion Master. I am willing to be punished." The two men said in unison, with vibrato in their voices. They knew very well that the Pavilion Master was always extremely cruel in punishing people, making people miserable. They would rather

I would rather be beaten to death by a palm than be eaten away by hundreds of insects.

"I'll give you a few more hours to survive. Before dawn, bring the people I want to see." Sima Heng gave the ultimatum coldly. Allowing them to live for a few more hours was already the greatest gift he had given.

"Thank you, Master. I will do my best. If I fail to catch that person, I will come and see you." The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. The Master allowed him to live for a few more hours. This is so valuable.

, the two of them tried their best to complete the task, and maybe they still had a chance to survive.

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In the dark night, a fast horse was running rapidly on the night road. Riding on the horse was a young man in mottled white clothes. In the darkness, only his blurry outline and the dried blood stains on his white clothes could be seen.

Several hundred miles behind were a group of people holding torches and chasing after them on horseback.

Yumian rode on the sweaty horse and rushed towards the direction of the imperial court. He knew that he did not have much physical strength anymore. He had been chased by the people behind him for more than ten days. He had not eaten or rested for a long time, and he could not sleep without sleep.

He ran for nearly half a month without eating anything and only ate some wild fruits or edible weeds along the way. He had no time to sit down and have a full meal.

If he hadn't known which grasses could stimulate hunger, quench thirst, and replenish energy, he would have been exhausted by now. It would have taken half a month to get to where he wanted to go, but because he was afraid that Mu Tianxue would die from the poison, he had to stay up all night on the road.

Without stopping, coupled with the speed of a thousand-mile horse, it took him seven days and seven nights to get to where he wanted to go.

What he didn't expect was that there were outsiders guarding that place. He evaded the guards and obtained the forbidden grass, but unexpectedly, he was still discovered. These people were chasing him. He could have spent another seven days and seven nights.

Return to the dynasty.

But being chased by this group of people, he had to change his route until he was hunted for nearly ten days. During this period, the killings continued. He was one person against seven or eight people on the other side. It was obviously too much for him. His body was already scarred and stained with blood.

White robe.

Fortunately, before the trip, the master handed over the sweaty BMW to him, otherwise, he would definitely die in the hands of these people this time. He could have ridden the group of people by riding on the sweaty BMW, but on the way out, it had already been seven days

After seven consecutive nights of driving, the sweaty horse was overwhelmed and the speed was much slower than before.

But compared to those behind him, the sweaty BMW still had the upper hand. If nothing unexpected happened and the people behind him didn't catch up, he would definitely be able to reach the imperial city before dawn.

Even though he was weak at the moment, his mouth was dry, and he might fall off the horse at any time, he still used the remaining will to persist. He couldn't fall yet. He still had questions that needed Mu Tianxue to come to him.

Answer, so, he cannot fall, he will never fall.

But being chased by this group of people, he had to change his route until he was hunted for nearly ten days. During this period, there were constant killings. He was one person against seven or eight of the other people. It was obviously too much for him. His body was already scarred and stained with blood.

White robe.

Fortunately, before the trip, the master handed over the sweaty BMW to him, otherwise, he would definitely die in the hands of these people this time. He could have ridden the group of people by riding on the sweaty BMW, but on the way out, it had already been seven days

After seven consecutive nights of driving, the sweaty horse was overwhelmed and the speed was much slower than before.

But compared to those behind him, the sweaty BMW still had the upper hand. If nothing unexpected happened and the people behind him didn't catch up, he would definitely be able to reach the imperial city before dawn.

Even though he was weak at the moment, his mouth was dry, and he might fall off the horse at any time, he still used the remaining will to persist. He couldn't fall yet. He still had questions that needed Mu Tianxue to come to him.

Answer, so, he cannot fall, he will never fall.

But being chased by this group of people, he had to change his route until he was hunted for nearly ten days. During this period, there were constant killings. He was one person against seven or eight of the other people. It was obviously too much for him. His body was already scarred and stained with blood.

White robe.

Fortunately, before the trip, the master handed over the sweaty BMW to him, otherwise, he would definitely die in the hands of these people this time. He could have ridden the group of people by riding on the sweaty BMW, but on the way out, it had already been seven days

After seven consecutive nights of driving, the sweaty horse was overwhelmed and the speed was much slower than before.

But compared to those behind him, the sweaty BMW still had the upper hand. If nothing unexpected happened and the people behind him didn't catch up, he would definitely be able to reach the imperial city before dawn.

Even though he was weak at the moment, his mouth was dry, and he might fall off the horse at any time, he still used the remaining will to persist. He couldn't fall yet. He still had questions that needed Mu Tianxue to come to him.

Answer, so, he cannot fall, he will never fall.


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