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"Eldest senior brother, why didn't you kill this evil thief to avenge your master?" Qiu Guang raised his sword in anger.

"We are no match for him." He Lin Tong looked at the direction in which Liu Feng had left. He Lin Tong naturally had his own reasons for doing this, Liu Feng was born with a personality that allowed him to train in an evil technique, and this way, he would naturally be fighting against the disciples of the Hong Tong Sect. He was not a coward who feared death, and he had patiently waited for Liu Feng to reveal her true appearance for so long, so there was nothing to fear about his own life. However, why did Liu Feng spend five years to make Pu Yishan become the alliance head of Wu Lin? Their real purpose was definitely not to obtain the position of alliance head, and Liu Feng also wasn't just because she wanted to mess up Wu Lin by killing those Plains Villa's obstacles. There must be a conspiracy.

Within Yuchi Prefecture.

A huge man with a face full of beards of around 40 years of age walked into the hall. He held a long whip in his hand and walked steadily.

"General." The big, bearded man called out to Yuchi Xiang respectfully as he stood in the hall. In his eyes, there was a trace of reverence for Yuchi Xiang.

"Tuso, you're here." Yuchi Xiang hugged the big fellow's shoulders joyfully, as if he had seen an old friend. "Quick, sit down."

"The general still looks brave and mighty." The one who spoke was Antuzo, who had fought alongside Yuchi Xiangnan during the bloody battle on the battlefield.

"This general is really incredible. Now that you've called me this tough, I am already old. I no longer have any battles left to fight, so my body is starting to loosen up day by day." Yuchi Xiang sighed.

"If there is a war to fight, I can fight with my lord." Antuso said with great interest.

"Look at you. You are still as vigorous as you were when you were young. Even though the imperial government gave you the title of an official, you were still willing to send me these few times a year. What a pity for the heroes who fought so valiantly back then." Yuchi Xiang said.

"Milord, returning from unarmored is a different battlefield after all." However, he had no interest in being an official. As soon as Yuchi Xiang had disbanded the military horse, Antuzo would unload his armor and return to the fields. Every year, he would return to lead a team when he sent food and fodder to the sun.

"That's all you can do." Yuchi Xiang laughed. "Is our family well?"

"Alright, the grandson is about to appear." Antuzo said with a joyous expression.

"Who's adding on to our grandson." A loud and clear voice called out. Yuchi Yao, who was standing outside the door, walked in with a face full of smiles. "Uncle An." Yuchi Yao called out in a coquettish tone.

"Aiyo, Yaoyao, it's been so long since I last saw Uncle Yu An." Antuzo sized up Yuchi Yao. "This girl's family really has eighteen transformations."

"The girl is old, but she still likes to play." Yuchi Xiang said.

"Dad, you're talking about me again." Ever since that jade horn had been lost, the grieving Yuchi Yao had spent her days in her room sulking. That jade horn was a token that had accompanied her for sixteen years, and now it seemed like she had lost her heart. She knew that this jade horn was very important. Yuchi Xiang knew his daughter was sad. It hurt to lock him in his room all day. This jade horn was important, but he couldn't torture his daughter because of it. Yuchi Xiang stood outside the door, trying to persuade her that the jade horn was nothing more than a keepsake. If she lost it, she would lose it. Madame Yuchi continued to persuade Yuchi Yao to leave the room. During that time, Ah Zhu had shed many tears. Looking at the sorrowful young lady, he did not dare to say that it was his mother and brother who had stolen the jade horn. If that person found out about it, he would most likely hurt his mother and brother.

"Go to your mother's place. I want Uncle An to talk." Yuchi Xiang urged her to leave.

Yuchi Xiang turned his head and whispered to Antuzo, "The jade horn was lost."

When Antuzo heard this, he turned pale with fright, "Who wants this jade horn?"

"Even His Majesty doesn't know the secret of this Jade Horn." Yuchi Xiang said.

"The lord said yes ?" Antuzo didn't continue speaking. As Yuchi Snow's confidante, he knew the secret of the jade horn, and the world still knew that it was him.

"It's been a long trip this time." Yuchi Xiang said.

The order came like a mountain. Antuzo stood up and knelt on one knee.

"Lord, I, Antuzo, will follow you without any hesitation." The words Antuso spoke were sonorous and forceful.

Chang An City.

The sun was setting in the west and the sun was setting like blood.

Two figures were rapidly flying over the rooftops of Changan Street. Their red and white clothes were fluttering in the wind. The hair behind their heads was like thin needles that were slicing through the red air.

The setting sun shone on the two figures that were gathering and flying about.

Then two figures disappeared from the roof. All that was left was the setting sun in the distant horizon, which was like a bloody setting sun.

The leaves from the tree floated down one by one and landed on his hair. They landed on his shoulders and on the dead leaves on the ground.

In the forest, beside a tree. Their gazes were like sharp arrow feathers, and the leaves on the treetops floated down in their line of sight. The two bodies emitted a fierce killing intent.

His eyes burned with hatred, and his eyes were strangled with evil.

"I didn't expect you to still be alive." The red clothed man said, his hand tightly gripping his sword.

"God has eyes for me to come back and seek justice." The white-clothed man's voice was filled with hatred.

"That will depend on whether your fan can defeat the sword in my hand." The red clothed man slowly raised his sword. The setting sun's light shone into the forest as the tip of the man's sword emitted a blinding light. It was as if the moment he pulled out his sword, it had cut through the air, and the setting sun was fresh blood.