There is a way to return to Gusu City. Although the mission has not been completed, I should truthfully explain the situation to Qin Keqing, and I believe the other party will understand.
But Zhuo Mufeng has a big concern. That is, something happened to the Northern Qi crown prince and his wife. As perhaps the only escapee, he cannot guarantee that he will not be noticed by all parties and be interrogated by all parties.
By then, it would be a trivial matter for him to reveal his invulnerable body. I am afraid that some people will suspect him of being a traitor, and it will not end, and the entire Sanjiang Alliance will be implicated, and then it will be over!
This is not something that may happen, but it will definitely happen!
Thinking of this, Zhuo Mufeng's scalp was numb, and he felt boundless regret in his heart. If he had known this, he would have been a fool to accept this mission. Damn it, Lieutenant Zhechong. He is fine now. Even jumping into the Yellow River can't wash him away.
Cleared.
After scolding Zhuo Mufeng for a few times, Zhuo Mufeng couldn't go back or not. It was really a dilemma.
He rushed forward with an ugly expression on his face, and many thoughts flashed through his mind. Could it be that he wanted to remain anonymous to avoid trouble?
A majestic dragon with an unlimited future, but because of this incident, he is stuck and has to give up his fame, wealth, status, and lover. From now on, he can only act secretly and secretly?
Mudd!
Zhuo Mufeng's regret could not be washed away by the water of the Three Rivers. He even took his anger out on Qin Keqing. He punched out and directly broke a big tree in front of him where three people were hugging each other, but his anger was not vented at all.
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The more he thought about it, the more irritated and worried he became, Zhuo Mufeng clenched his fists tightly and made a clicking sound.
What's the use of regretting when the deal is done? The plan now is to figure out what to do next. Fortunately, he has a strong mind and firmly believes that there is no end to the road. After forcing himself to calm down, he decided to secretly return to Gusu City and inform Wu Guanting of the situation.
, see if we can work out a good solution.
He looked around. Since it was night and he had run wildly just now, he had lost his accurate direction. He had no choice but to keep walking forward, hoping to wait until daybreak to find someone to ask.
More than three hours later.
The darkness faded away little by little, and the sky in the distance gradually turned white. A ray of golden light in winter broke through the clouds and illuminated the world.
The temperature in the mountains is particularly low. Many big trees, flowers and plants have a layer of frost on their surfaces. Even the waterfalls have icicles protruding from them. Looking from a distance, the mountains seem to be wrapped in ice, with a natural color, which is indescribably poetic and ancient.
meaning.
Zhuo Mufeng had no intention of admiring it. With his current mood, even if he saw the heaven and earth, he probably wouldn't take a second glance and would just keep walking forward.
When he was hungry and thirsty, the guy finally stopped for a moment, picked up a handful of water by the stream and drank freely. The coolness penetrated into his stomach and intestines, making his mind clear a little.
After taking a few more sips, Zhuo Mufeng was about to continue his journey. Suddenly, his ears moved and he heard a huge noise coming from the south in the distance, which seemed to be the explosion of internal force. There was also a strong wind, and someone was approaching quickly.
Zhuo Mufeng looked around and found a huge stone three feet away, which happened to be connected with the rocks beside the stream. There seemed to be a space inside. He hurriedly ducked into it and then performed the Dao Heart Planting Demon Technique.
The Dao Heart Planting Demonic Technique can not only detect the fluctuations of others, but also hide your own fluctuations. It is the supreme method of holding your breath and holding your breath.
Zhuo Mufeng hid himself motionless. If he didn't pay special attention, Wu Guanting might not be able to detect it even with his skill.
A moment later, a strong wind sounded in his ears, and the stream exploded, accompanied by a sweet and melodious scream like an oriole emerging from the valley, which made people want to take good care of the owner of the voice.
"Mother, please leave quickly!" Another cold voice urged.
"Then what should you do?" The oriole-like voice sounded again.
Zhuo Mufeng's eyes widened immediately behind the boulder. He was too sensitive to the word "empress", and a picture of a beautiful woman wearing a yellow immortal skirt immediately appeared in his mind.
Moreover, he carefully identified and determined that the cold voice came from the maid next to Su Zhilan, so there is no doubt that the woman who made the beautiful voice like an oriole should be Su Zhilan.
Oh my God, after such a brutal fight last night, these two little girls actually escaped? But it seems that they didn't shake off the tail behind them, and there is still a risk of being caught.
"Leave? Neither of you two can leave." The third voice was loud and sounded a bit old. It should be an old man. The strange thing was that Zhuo Mufeng seemed to have heard it somewhere.
The sound of fierce fighting started again, and after a few moves, the maid let out a scream. It was obvious that she had suffered a big loss. The old man laughed sinisterly and said: "You don't know your own capabilities, so I wasted my time."
The more Zhuo Mufeng listened, the more familiar it became. Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but quietly poke out half of his head and use the cover of the boulder to look out.
The maid was seen half-kneeling on the ground, her right arm was bent into several bent sections, hanging down. From Zhuo Mufeng's angle, she could see that her chest was covered with blood, her face was bloodless, and even her eyes were pale.
It was extremely bleak, and he was obviously trying to hold his breath.
Su Zhilan fell behind, with messy hair and frightened eyes, which gave rise to a strong desire to protect her.
The old man in black across from him wore a mask, and his appearance was indistinguishable. However, there was also a huge wound on his left shoulder. The flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones were visible. It should have been cut with a sharp weapon such as a knife.
But compared to the maid, the old man in black is in much better condition.
"You despicable and shameless people, I will never let you succeed!" The maid stared at the old man in black angrily.
The old man in black smiled disdainfully, looked down from a high position, and punched out his huge fist with the power of the stormy waves, rumbling forward wildly, and the stones on the ground were cracking, as if he was going to tear the maid alive.
"Ting'er, be careful!" Su Zhilan turned pale and screamed loudly. As soon as she said the word "ting" in her mouth, the weak maid suddenly stood up, stretched her arms straight forward, and stabbed the old man in black who was close at hand with a sword.
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The sword light was so fast that it left only a faint trace in the void. The extremely compressed sword power exploded, and the energy penetrated the rainbow, making a whirlwind sound.
The old man in black was taken aback. He never expected that the opponent still had some strength left. He had obviously deceived himself deliberately and hurriedly moved out of the way. However, due to the severe injury to his left shoulder, his movements were slowed down by half a beat.
"die!"
The maid stabbed the old man in black in the heart with a sword, and the sword energy almost touched the skin. Under the rebound of the old man in black's protective energy, clusters of sparks shot out, and the speed of the sword could not help but slow down.
It was this moment that gave the old man in black time to react. After forcefully moving his body, the tip of the sword pierced his left shoulder, causing the old man in black to groan. His face under the mask was ferocious, and his palms were as crazy as spring machines.
Continuous shooting.
Amidst the banging sound, puffs of blood mist shot out from all over the maid's body. The extremely tragic scene made Su Zhilan's whole body shiver, and she opened her mouth to let out a horrifying cry.
Zhuo Mufeng, who was behind the boulder, lamented for the maid, but at the same time, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.
He suddenly realized that this was his chance. If he could save Su Zhilan, not only would he not be at fault and no longer need to hide, but he would also have made a great contribution!
On the one hand, they have to give up everything they have now, and hide their heads and tails from now on, which may also implicate the Sanjiang Alliance. On the other hand, they must turn the tide and gain great achievements that will make both Northern Qi and Eastern Zhou grateful.
This choice was not difficult at all, not to mention that the strength shown by the old man in black after being seriously injured was not enough to deter Zhuo Mufeng.
Thoughts flashed by very quickly, just a matter of seconds.
The body precedes the mind, and the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique is operating to the extreme. Zhuo Mufeng jumps out from behind the boulder, and the amber divine sword is unsheathed at the same time and gathered on the sword body.
As he swung it vigorously, a brilliant seven-color sword light slashed forward with the might of the world, leaving no trace in the void, and only had time to make a continuous hissing sound of tearing cloth, which made people's eardrums sting.
The old man in black was seriously injured on his left shoulder, and was inundated with sword energy. His condition plummeted, and he was venting his anger on the maid's body. Suddenly, the pores all over his body opened up, and he felt an extreme sense of danger that made him feel cold from head to toe.
Almost subconsciously, the old man in black retreated wildly. As soon as he moved his front foot, the seven-color sword light was like a cutting machine, quickly cutting across his abdomen. The body-protecting energy along the way was cut open, consuming most of the sword energy.
He sank into the abdomen of the old man in black and continued to cut open his flesh, bones and tendons.
After retreating ten feet, a sharp pain suddenly rose from the abdomen of the old man in black, and blood spurted out, making the old man in black groan.
At the same time, the seven-color sword energy on the right cut into the large stone in the distance. The stone split into two and fell into the water with a huge splash.
Everything happened in an instant. Zhuo Mufeng did not give the other party time to breathe, and without even thinking, he struck at the old man in black with another seven-colored sword energy.
The old man in black also reacted. He endured serious injuries and struck with his palms. There was a loud bang, and the violent force was like ten blowers running at the same time, and the surface of the stream was severely pressed down.
During the violent retreat, the old man in black roared in fright and anger: "It's you, Zhuo Xiaoxiao!" The mask on his face cracked open under the influence of the sword energy, revealing a pale old face.
Seeing the other party's appearance clearly, Zhuo Mufeng was also shocked: "Dongfang Lie!"
It turned out that this old man in black was actually Dongfang Lie, who came from the Dongfang family and had almost killed him and Wu Guanting in the Wanhua Tomb.
It's not that enemies don't get together, neither of them could have imagined that they would meet the person they must kill under such circumstances, but their moods are completely different.
Zhuo Mufeng laughed loudly: "Old man, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The murderous aura in his body surged, and Zhuo Shaoxia rushed forward like he had taken stimulants.
Dongfang Lie blocked several moves, but was constantly forced back. He was shocked, hateful and afraid in his heart. He heard the news about the Fengyun Conference, but it was still difficult to accept that Zhuo Mufeng had made such rapid progress and had become one of the great masters.
Originally, he had received the news from Feng Yulou, and he was also actively planning, but was delayed due to the matter of the Northern Qi Prince. Unexpectedly, it ended up in the hands of this kid by mistake!
If he hadn't been severely injured by Yan Lun's dying sword, he would have been blessed with double happiness today!
"Boy, if you dare to attack me, the Dongfang Family will not spare you. Just wait for me!"
No matter how unwilling he was, Dongfang Lie had to leave. He glanced at Su Zhilan behind him and turned his eyes to Zhuo Mufeng. Dongfang Lie roared angrily, turned around and ran away quickly.