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The last man in green was appalled. No matter how he gave the signal, the rest of them all fell into the sea like stones. There was no response, as if they had already disappeared.

"Gu gu, gu gu ?" No, still no.

The green-clothed man's back was already covered in a layer of cold sweat. What was going on? What had happened?

There was no killing intent around, no sound, nothing. There was clearly no one here, so where did these people go? Where did he go?

Could it be that there was an expert hidden here that was even more profound than them?

The man in green felt his hair stand on end. Impossible, this was impossible! The King of Qin, Feng Xuehan, was an expert in the Southern Dynasty, but there would not be a second person aside from him. Who was this person?

A wind blew, blowing the flying grass on the ground.

The thick smell of blood wafted in the air.

The remaining green-clothed person instantly became more and more terrified. The smell of blood, could it be ? Could it be ?

"Gu gu, gu gu." The last man in green was overjoyed when he heard his friend's reply. He turned around and snuck towards the man.

In the grass, a man in green was sitting with his head bowed. Blood was leaking out of his throat.

The man in green was shocked. Before he could turn around to defend himself, he had already swung his sword at him. Blood trickled down his throat.

He wanted to say it, but he couldn't. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't.

The green clothed man widened his eyes and slowly turned his head. Beside him, a man wearing a mask stood against the wind. His appearance couldn't be seen clearly, but his indifferent and distant eyes were bloodthirsty and cold.

The corner of Yun Weiyang's mouth curled up as she gave Dongfang Zi a thumbs up. This man was typically well-hidden. Being able to hide his martial arts to this extent could only mean that this person's cultivation was very deep.

Dongfang Zi smiled faintly and didn't say anything more. Everyone thought that he did not know martial arts, but they did not know that his martial arts had already reached perfection. In the place of fighting in the palace, if he wanted to reduce trouble, he could only hide himself, only if you were not a threat would others not take him seriously, and because of this, his royal father would let him inherit the position of Crown Prince, his human nature was greedy, especially for those who were in the highest position, his rights would slowly extinguish their humanity, and as long as this crown prince was not a threat to him, everyone would be treated as the same.

Yun Weiyang walked up to Dongfang Zichao, looked at the bodies on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I think the pursuers will be here soon." If they couldn't hide their bodies, someone would find them sooner or later. At that time, what awaited them would be a fierce battle.

Right now, it was still too late for him to leave. After all, this had nothing to do with him, so there was no need for him to risk his life. His heart warmed as he smiled lightly: "It's been a long time since I last moved, and I just happened to bring them to train."

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang turned her head and looked deeply at Dongfang Zichao. After a moment of silence, she raised her head and said: "Let's go."

"Alright!" The answer was as firm as a rock.

Grass, wind, sky blue, light clouds.

Under the bright sunlight, it was extremely cold.

Standing at the edge of the mountain range, Yun Weiyang squatted down and looked at the rising and falling jungle, frowning slightly.

"There's no other way?" Yun Weiyang asked.

"Nope."

One asked directly, the other answered directly.

The mountain forest in front of her was filled with traps, both exquisite and well hidden. However, for Yun Weiyang, there were too many exposed places. It was so much that she could tell at a glance how many traps were hidden in the dense forest.

However, there was no way to disassemble it bit by bit, and they didn't have that much time. There were traps in front and pursuers chasing after them, and right now they were in a rush, they had no choice but to charge in, especially since the forest was too lush, a fire in summer was easy, when the time came, they wouldn't even be able to fly out.

"Challenge?" Yun Weiyang turned around and raised her eyebrows.

Dongfang Zichao raised an eyebrow coldly and said, "Chase." After pausing for a moment, he said in a low voice, "Please excuse me." At the same time, he carried Yun Weiyang and flew towards the dense forest.

Her lightness skills were not considered good, they could only be considered average, and the mechanisms in front of her could not support her at all. If she were to let it go in one breath, she would fall into a trap full of traps, and at that time, even if she could escape, it would only be by half of her life.

Therefore, Yun Weiyang did not object to Dongfang Zichao picking her up and immediately turned around to climb up on Dongfang Zichao's back.

Swiftly and horizontally, Dongfang Zi summoned the dense forest and leaped into the air.

"Pfft!" His feet suddenly went soft, and Dongfang Zichao's eyes went cold. He saw four bamboo strips encircling him from all directions, and the sharpened bamboo strips were suffused with a black and red glow. It was obvious that they were extremely poisonous, and these poison arrows were aimed at him from behind the big tree.

"Above..."

Without needing Yun Weiyang's reminder, Dongfang Zizhao gave a light whistle, and with a tap of his feet, his body became like a great roc as he quickly rushed up, jumping towards the big tree above him.

As soon as he took one step forward, the bamboo strips that had been surrounding him from all directions clashed with a bang, and those sharp teeth fiercely stabbed into the bamboo strips in front of him. If he was even a little bit late, then Yun Weiyang and Dongfang Zi would have been stabbed to the point where only their blood remained.

Dong Fang Zhirong leaped up to the top of the tall tree, but before he could make a leap, the tree trembled. Without a sound, a huge net filled with sharp thorns covered the two of them from the top of their heads. The sharp thorns emitted a cold and gloomy silver light under the illumination of the sunlight.

Once again it was extremely poisonous, when Yun Weiyang, who was on Dongfang Zichao's back saw this, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and her spirit energy secretly gathered in her right hand. With a wave of her hand, countless colored butterflies covered in glazed light flew towards the huge net, and light appeared instantly, enveloping Yun Weiyang and Dongfang Zichao like the setting sun, creating a protective barrier around them.

The colorful butterflies that Yun Weiyang had summoned were emitting a flowing glow, countless colorful butterflies were gathering to block the trend of the huge net, it was clearly daytime, the sun was shining brightly, but somewhere in the forest, the light was comparable to the sun and moon, it was so bright that people thought it was a god descending to the mortal world.

The sweat on her forehead was the result of her forcefully using her spirit energy. That situation just now was like a arrow on the bow, she had no choice but to do it, she could not let the person who saved her get injured, even if it would bring her trouble in the future, she had no choice but to do it.

With a leap, he landed on the ground, and the seemingly ordinary ground suddenly sank downwards. Dongfang Zichao immediately thought to himself that it was not good, there was no pressure at all on the ground, this was really one mechanism after another, overlapping at different levels.

"Empty." Feeling his body suddenly sink, Yun Weiyang immediately understood what was going on. Stretching out her wrist, the Heaven Silkworm Silk flew out and grabbed a large tree beside her.

Yun Weiyang lifted her body, and Dong Fang Zhirong who did not exert any strength immediately took advantage of her momentum, and flew towards the side in a slanted motion.

The moment the two of them left the ground, the loose soil on the ground was completely caved in, revealing tall thorns that also emitted a black light.

The thorny spike was thrust inwards with a cold glint. The jet black color on it was not only pierced by the thorny spike, but was also slightly stained by it. It was likely that even Dong Fang Zi Zhong and Yun Weiyang would not be able to deal with it.

Doesn't this poison need money? Before Yun Weiyang could react, the tree that was grabbed by the Sky Worm Silk in Yun Weiyang's hands suddenly let out a burst of cracking sounds.

The moment Yun Weiyang heard this, she grabbed onto the Sky Worm Silk and with a light leap, the two of them flew over. With a flash, countless small needles covered the sky and shot towards them.

The black poisonous needle was as thin as a hair and as thick as an ox's hair. If Dong Fang Zi Zhong and Yun Weiyang were a bit slower, they would have been poisoned to death if they did not become a hedgehog.

Seeing that, Yun Weiyang couldn't help but curse: "Fuck, you don't need the money for this poison, right?!"

Hearing this, Dongfang Zichao raised an eyebrow, this was the first time he heard Yun Weiyang scolding someone.

Two figures moved up and down in the dense forest.

Dongfang Zi looked at Yun Weiyang's pale face, and asked worriedly: "Are you alright?"

Yun Weiyang did not mind and laughed, and said confidently: "There's still a long way to go!"

A hint of a smile flashed across Dongfang Zichao's indifferent eyes. This person had always been proud and confident, but how much longer could she last? The road after that, I'm afraid...

This dense forest was not small, nor was it big. In between, Yun Weiyang and Dongfang Zichao advanced head on, charging out of the jungle that was filled with mechanisms.

Taking a step forward, Yun Weiyang looked at the densely packed formation in front of her, and her heart immediately sank. The other side's arrangement was truly thorough.

The area ahead of them was filled with black-clothed men with cold sabers in their hands. The afternoon sun should have been warm, but at this moment, it was emitting a chilling aura and a strong killing intent.

Fifty feet in front of them, there were numerous black-clothed people. Even if there were less than a thousand, they were not far from being able to block off all their paths.

Leng Yang, Saber Light.

This was a soldier. She was sure that the aura of a soldier was different from a killer's, that killers did not have a sense of honor or teamwork, but soldiers did. The fighting on the battlefield was completely different from the killing of killers.

Dongfang Zi's hand tightened on his sword, and he smiled faintly, "You've sent out your troops. Your opponent didn't underestimate you."

"Should I feel honored?" Yun Weiyang replied as she gripped the flexible sword in her hand tightly.

From the looks of her bearing, this was definitely some royal cavalry or an elite army of some country. Even these were dispatched. It seemed like they were determined to kill her.