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.
Suddenly, two men appeared in the hall. The two men knelt on the ground respectfully, "I'd like to see the master of the pavilion. Miss Su Ruo has been sent to the general's army."
"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, but no matter what, 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, Pavilion Master. I will do my best. If I fail to catch that person, I will raise my head to see him." The two of them breathed a sigh of relief. The Pavilion Master allowed him to live for a few more hours. This is so precious.
, the two of them tried their best to complete the task, and maybe they still had a chance to survive.
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Hundreds of miles outside the city, a fast horse galloped on the night road. Riding on the horse was a young man in mottled white clothes. Only his blurry outline could be seen in the darkness, as well as the dried blood stains on his white clothes.
A few hundred meters behind him were a group of people holding torches and chasing after him on horseback.
Yumian rode on the sweaty horse and rushed towards the direction of the imperial court. He knew that he didn't have much physical strength anymore. He had been chased by the people behind him for more than ten days. He hadn't eaten or rested for a long time, and he didn't sleep or eat.
He ran for nearly half a month without drinking, only relying on some wild fruits or edible weeds to satisfy his hunger along the way. He had no time to sit down and eat a full meal.
If he hadn't known which grasses could satisfy hunger, quench thirst, and replenish energy, he would have been exhausted by now. It would have taken him half a month to get to where he wanted to go.
But he was afraid that Mu Tianxue would die from the poison, so he drove all night without sleep. 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.
time to 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, 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 with those behind him, the sweaty BMW still had the upper hand. If nothing unexpected happened, 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, therefore, he cannot fall, absolutely cannot fall.
The cold wind whistled past his ears, and his body couldn't help but lean toward the horse's neck. He turned his head to look at the approaching crowd of pursuers, took out the bottle from his chest, and poured out the last pill to restore his health.
He took Jiuxiang Yulu Pills to strengthen his body and treat his injuries, and took out licorice root from his sleeve to satisfy his hunger. He had to regain his strength before those people caught up with him.
An hour later, he clearly felt that the speed of the sweaty horse was no longer what it was before, and the people who were chasing him were getting closer. Seeing that his group was about to catch up with him, he quickly took out the forbidden grass and put it on the saddle.
He put the horse in his back bag and patted the horse's back quickly, causing the horse to speed up slightly. He let go of the reins, jumped to the ground, rolled into the bushes, and let the horse return to the throne by itself.
At this time, the pursuers had quickly surrounded him, and the firelight immediately illuminated the jade-faced pale and bloodless face and his blood-stained white robe. Without waiting for the opponent to approach him, the hanging hair-thin hair in his hand
The silk had already wrapped around a person's neck. He pulled hard and the person's throat was cut instantly.
At the same time, several figures quickly attacked Yumian. The speed was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, Yumian had no time to resist, and he was already knocked away. He fell heavily to the ground, and his whole body seemed to fall apart.
generally.
He was seriously injured and his body was exhausted. Now he was attacked by several people. He covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. He stood up with great effort. On his white brocade robe, a dazzling red lotus suddenly bloomed. Under the light of the fire,
Dazzling and alluring.
The pursuers saw that Yumian was seriously injured, exhausted and unable to stand still, so they walked towards Yumian with a torch. The person in the lead ordered in a cold voice: "The master of the pavilion ordered, capture him alive."
stand up."
The person who gave the order screamed in pain as soon as he finished speaking, and raised his strangled neck. Everyone wanted to step forward and grab Yumian, but after hearing the muffled groan, they realized that Yumian didn't know when to take action.
