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In the early morning, the sun rises, and it is another new day.

Last night, the seriously injured Su Ying'er hid in the woods with Sikong Qiong who had fainted. The moment the sun rose, the two woke up one after another.

"Ah hiss" Sikong Qiong sat up slowly, and his slight movements pulled the wound. The pain completely woke him up and made him know that he was not dead yet.

"Miss Ying'er."

Sikong Qiong looked at Su Ying'er. At this moment, Su Ying'er also woke up and was also seriously injured. They would definitely delay their journey like this.

"I'm fine, are you okay?" Su Ying'er asked.

"We can't die, and we can't stay here for a long time. We have to find a hidden place to heal our wounds." Sikong Qiong said.

"Yeah, let's go." Su Ying'er nodded, and then the two of them got up and left here.

The wilderness is deserted, and a masked man in black is kneeling respectfully behind a man in gray.

The man in gray turned around. This was a middle-aged man with a domineering look on his face and his eyes were full of murderous aura at this moment.

"The waste is all waste. Three masters and more than a dozen people can't help the two little babies. Damn it." The man in gray did not feel any sad because his man died. Instead, he cursed, and if such a waste dies, he will die.

"Sir, what should we do?" the man in black asked respectfully.

"You must never let Tang Hao recover his skills and arrange for someone to kill Tang Hao, and then arrange for someone to snatch the Thousand-year-old Snow Lotus. This is a treasure that the general is interested in and must get it."

The man in gray said all the murderous intent, very domineering.

"Yes, sir, I will do it right away."

The man in black responded respectfully, and then prepared to get up and leave. The man in gray suddenly called him: "Wait, has the princess of the Southern Dynasty responded?"

"She has sent someone to reply, she has agreed, and has sent half of the "Xuanyin Demonic Art", and the remaining half will be delivered immediately after the matter is completed." The man in black replied.

After hearing this, the man in gray frowned and asked, "Why didn't he report this matter immediately? What about half of the Xuanyin Demonic Art?"

The man in black stuttered, "He was taken away by the right minister."

"Damn it, what did he want to do? That was the general's thing, what did he take it?" asked the man in gray.

"last night."

The man in black replied.

The man in gray snorted coldly, then waved his hand and left in a hurry, leaving a sentence: "Go and do your business first."

The man in black sweated coldly, thinking that he was dead.

The grudges between the two big men are really not involved, especially these two people who kill without blinking.

In the capital, the Major General's Mansion, guests arrived in the early morning. The old man Yingui, the white king of hell, as well as Hongyan Yue, Hei Yue, Bai Ye, Chen Mingjia, Ji Fei, Li Xian and others were also back.

Li Xin'er and Huan'er also came back shortly after they arrived, and You Shixuan was worried that she must come over to see her. Mr. Huirong could only go back to Jingxinzhai alone.

They were greeted by Tingyu and Lian'er. Seeing that there were two more beautiful girls at home, Li Xin'er couldn't help but feel that her son was so good at attracting bees and butterflies. Then Miss You also realized that she liked her son.

"Where is Hao'er?" Li Xiner asked.

Tingyu smiled and said, "Don't worry, aunt, Tang Hao is in seclusion, so he can't come out now."

Retreat?

Everyone was stunned. They didn't know that Tang Hao was preparing to recover his skills.

After everyone arrived at the lobby, Tingyu explained the general events during this period one by one. Of course, she would definitely not say what should be said, and she would not say what should not be said.

The White King of Hell and the Yin Ghost Old Man are both top experts. After listening to it, they further learned about the power of the Wuyang True Classic and were also grateful for Tang Hao.

Heiyue, Baiye, Chen Mingjia and other subordinates also breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had always believed that the Major General would not be in trouble, they were relieved only after they were truly sure.

Although You Shixuan didn't say anything, she was very worried about Tang Hao's safety from the frown when she entered the door, and she felt relieved at this time.

"How long will it take Hao'er?" Li Xin'er asked.

Tingyu said: "I don't know very well, I need to wait until Su Ying'er comes back to find out."

Su Ying'er?

What's the matter with Su Ying'er?

Since Su Ying'er disappeared for no reason a few days ago, there has been no news until now. Now when everyone hears the rain mention Su Ying'er, they have remembered it.

"Sister Ying'er left the Jade Girl Palace because of Brother Tang Hao." Huan'er also interrupted.

Tingyu looked at Huan'er and nodded with a smile. She knew this little sister, who was a disciple of the Master of the General Pavilion. By doing so, she was considered her junior.

Thinking of the head of the General Pavilion, Tingyu was still a little confused. What agreement did the three Pavilions make with Tang Hao? Where did the masters of Lihen Palace be arranged by Tang Hao?

Tingyu never understood what path Tang Hao took this step?

It seems that everything they did before had nothing to do with the current life.

After chatting, it was already time to eat without realizing it. It was rare to have leisure time and get together. It was so rare to chat happily for everyone.

The old man Yingui and the King of Hell are the ones who are most touched. They have been in the world for decades, and have seen too much killing, separation from life and death, and too many joys and sorrows.

The old man Yingui finally understood that all the best in the world, dominating the world, and being famous are fake, and only happiness is real.

But he finally woke up too late. Time flies and time goes by. His companions and friends who once accompanied him are now dead. This simple but rare happiness cannot be shared with them. The old man Yin Gui thinks it is a regret in life.

However, he felt fortunate that he would have known the White Hell King, Qiu Luoyue, Shangguan Luo, Master Lingye and other masters who have disappeared for decades in his later years.

Moreover, he also understood that this world is never as simple as it seems.

The White Hell King has lived in seclusion in the Ice Valley for more than ten years and has been hiding in the Jianghu for more than ten years. In the past few decades, he has never been as relaxed as he is now.

Fame and profit are all passing clouds and are not worth mentioning.

The truth is understood by experience, but it cannot be understood by saying it. Life is not that simple, otherwise how can there be so regret and pain? Happiness is always so little. Although it is very simple, how many people really understand it?

That night, dark clouds began to gather in the afternoon, and from time to time, muffled thunder sounded slightly, which made people feel a little depressed.

The people are feeling something, and the storm is coming and the momentum is coming.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Thunder roared in the sky, lightning continued, and heavy rain roared.

There are no one in the streets of Beijing, and every door and window are closed.

"Dadadada"

But in the heavy rain, four black shadows were running around, jumping up from time to time, jumping past the people's houses, holding the Tang sword in his hand, heading to the Major General's Mansion.

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