In addition to eating, the three people came to the restaurant for the purpose of collecting some information. The discussions among the guests on the third floor gave the three of them some ideas about their next trip to Tiangang Mountain.

After finishing their meal, the three of them left the restaurant and headed towards the inn.

But halfway through, Feng Shao felt something was wrong and whispered: "You two, have you noticed that someone seems to be following us?"

Liu Shou nodded: "I noticed it when I just came out of the restaurant. At that time, I thought they were just passing by, but now it seems that they are coming for us."

Murong Pianpian frowned and said, "Did people from Chongyang Sword Sect and Xuanlei Sect catch up? Or was Chu Qing's lackey ambushing here in advance?"

Feng Shao smiled slightly: "Catch him and ask, won't you know?"

The three of them looked at each other, nodded, and continued to move forward in silence.

After walking into an alley rarely visited by people, the person following him really lost his temper. Someone suddenly stood up and shouted at Feng Shao and others: "Stop!"

Feng Shao couldn't help but look puzzled. What is the other party's plan? Why was it exposed before he even took action? Don’t you know that if you attack in secret while the other party is not paying attention, your success rate will be greater?

After Feng Shao winked at the two of them, he turned around and saw five young people blocking the entrance of the alley, looking at Feng Shao and the others with eager eyes. Before Feng Shao could say anything, the person headed by the other party shouted: "Hand over the Holy Lord's wife, or we will kill you!"

Feng Shao and Liu Shou couldn't help but be surprised. Because from the other party's name, they noticed that the situation did not seem to be what they imagined.

Sure enough, the two of them heard Murong Pianpian shouting in surprise and joy: "Wu Qiong? Why is it you? When did you come here?"

Liu Shou asked in surprise: "Are you an acquaintance?"

Murong Pianpian was about to nod when she heard Wu Qiong say in a deep voice: "Madam, don't be afraid, as long as we are here, we will never let thieves hurt you!"

Before he finished speaking, the four people behind him drew their weapons and assumed battle-ready postures. There was a look of death in their eyes, as if they were ready to leave their lives here.

Feng Shao looked at him with approval and said to Murong Pianpian: "These people are all Ziqing disciples who are loyal to you and Tang Fei, right? It seems that they want to 'save' you from our hands."

Murong Pianpian did not answer Feng Shao's words, but directly scolded Wu Qiong and others: "Don't be rude! They are all friends of me and the Holy Lord!"

Wu Qiong and others were surprised.

At this time, a person behind Wu Qiong whispered: "I... I seem to have seen the man in white clothes. He seemed to be sitting in the VIP seat at the Holy Lord Succession Ceremony."

Wu Qiong looked a little ugly: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The man looked aggrieved: "I didn't recognize him at first! Brother Wu, you know me. After I saw many people, I turned around and forgot about them. I couldn't remember them at all, let alone the people I met four years ago. "

Wu Qiong: "..."

The misunderstanding was resolved, Wu Qiong and others awkwardly stepped forward, saluted Feng Shao and others, and apologized: "Disciple and others were rude and offended just now. I have offended many people. Please forgive me."

Feng Shao waved his hand: "It's easy to talk about. You are also eager to save people, and it is excusable."

Murong Pianpian spoke at this time: "This is the Lord of Wuling City Feng Shaofeng, and this is Liu Shou. They are both close friends of me and the Holy Lord. I was able to escape from the clutches of Chu Qing this time, thanks to their efforts to save me." ”

Wu Qiong and others heard this and quickly thanked Feng Shao and others in unison: "Thank you so much, sir, for risking your life to save me. We are grateful!"

Feng Shao said helplessly: "Okay, okay, we are all family members, there is no need to be so polite."

Murong Pianpian also nodded and said: "Master Feng is right, we are all our own people, there is no need to be polite."

She asked Wu Qiong again: "Wu Qiong, why are you here? Where are the others?"

Wu Qiong said respectfully: "Reporting to Madam, the enemy attacked that night. Elder Zhangyin laid down his life for his disciples. Elder Chuan Gong and Elder Law Enforcement led the disciples to break through desperately. But during the breakout process, the disciples were scattered by the enemy. One team Follow the law enforcement elder to break out, and we will follow the Chuan Gong elder to break out. The people who are following the Chuan Gong elder to break out are gathered in Hanyang City, preparing to go to Tiangang Mountain for help. "

Murong Pianpian nodded solemnly: "Take me to see the elder Chuan Gong."

Wu Qiong bowed and said: "I will obey Madam's decree."

On the way, Murong Pianpian couldn't help but ask Wu Qiong about their experiences these days. Wu Qiong replied: "Reporting to Madam, after getting rid of the pursuers, the disciples planned to go to Tiangang Mountain for help. However, they encountered frequent enemy ambushes along the way. , the disciples suffered heavy casualties, and the elder Chuan Gong was also seriously injured. In desperation, the disciples had no choice but to take a detour from Chongyang Mountain to Tiangang Mountain, so it took a month to get here, not wanting to see them here. Madam. It is a blessing to have such auspicious people to help you!"

The disciples of the Ziqing Holy Land all knew that the Tiangang Sword Sect and the Ziqing Holy Land were in the same spirit and were helping each other. Therefore, after breaking out of the encirclement, their first thought was to go to Tiangang Mountain for help. But their move was also expected by Chongyang Sword Sect and Xuanlei Sect. In order to completely eliminate the active forces in the Ziqing Holy Land, they set up ambushes along the way for the fleeing Ziqing disciples. Even Tang Fei was forced to give up going to Tiangang Mountain and turned to Wuling City.

Feng Shao and others were able to reach Hanyang City smoothly, thanks to their combat invisibility cloaks.

After twisting and turning, Wu Qiong and others finally stopped in front of a large house. Wu Qiong knocked lightly on the door three times, waited for a moment, and knocked three more times. After a moment, the door opened, and a person poked out, looking out of the door warily. Seeing that it was Wu Qiong who knocked on the door, the man said, "Brother Wu, nothing happened to you when you went out this time, right?"

Wu Qiong shook his head: "There are no bad things, but good things."

"A good thing?" The man looked puzzled, but Wu Qiong motioned for him to look behind him. After the man saw Murong Pianpian's appearance clearly, he was surprised at first, and then he was overjoyed and said happily: "Madam! How did you escape?"

Murong Pianpian smiled and said: "Of course there are noble people to help."

The man wanted to ask again, but Wu Qiong urged: "Okay, if you have anything to say, wait until we get in."

The man nodded quickly and welcomed everyone into the mansion.

As soon as they entered the mansion, Feng Shao and others saw that the courtyard was densely packed with people. Many people still have injuries on their bodies, and some are even missing arms and legs. They were sitting or lying down, looking gloomy and listless. It was obvious that they had been exhausted from their escape after escaping from Ziqing Mountain. The entire mansion was filled with an air of decadence, which showed how hard the war a month ago had dealt them.

After noticing someone entering the door, only a few people looked up, but the others didn't react at all.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Murong Pianpian was heartbroken and almost shed tears.

At this time, several people had recognized Murong Pianpian, and they opened their eyes wide and exclaimed: "Madam! It's Madam here!"

The others quickly looked up, and when they saw Murong Pianpian, they all looked happy. They struggled to stand up from the ground and saluted Murong Pianpian. Murong Pianpian quickly stopped them and said, "You don't have to be like this, please rest quickly!"

A petite female disciple said in a crying voice: "Madam, you are okay, it's great! We just need you to take charge of the overall situation!"

Murong Pianpian stretched out his hand, patted her head gently, and said softly: "It's all my fault, which has caused everyone's fault. If the Holy Lord and I didn't know each other, how could everyone be in such a situation?"

All the disciples shook their heads and said: "Madam, you are serious! How can it be Madam and the Holy Master's fault that Chu Qing is so arrogant?"

Murong Pianpian's appearance was like a shot in the arm to all the disciples. They have been frightened these days, and their morale has dropped to the bottom. If they hadn't still harbored resentment towards Chu Qing and other traitors, as well as an obsession with revenge, they probably wouldn't have been able to survive Hanyang City at all.

Under Murong Pianpian's comfort, the disciples finally calmed down from their excitement. And after learning from Murong Pianpian that she was able to escape Ziqing Mountain thanks to the rescue of Feng Shao and others, they looked at Feng Shao involuntarily with gratitude in their eyes.

Afterwards, Wu Qiong led Feng Shao and others through the courtyard and into the inner hall. Along the way, they saw Ziqing Holy Land disciples everywhere in the house. A rough calculation shows that this is only a four-door house, and there are probably nearly a thousand people hiding there. It's really hard for them to hide so many people here without making a sound.

Arriving at the door of the inner hall, Wu Qiong said to Murong Pianpian: "Madam, Elder Chuan Gong was seriously injured and has been recovering inside for the past two days."

Murong Pianpian sighed: "It's really difficult for the elder who teaches the skills!"

At this time, a slightly older voice suddenly came from the inner hall: "Is that Wu Qiong standing outside? Who did you bring in?"

Wu Qiong said respectfully: "Replying to the elder Chuan Gong, it is my wife and two distinguished guests from Wuling City. I am good at making decisions and bringing distinguished guests here. I also ask the elder to forgive me!"

"Madam? Is it Murong? Call her in quickly!"

There was a bit of excitement in the tone of the elder Chuan Gong, and he started urging.

Murong Pianpian said apologetically to Feng Shao and Liu Shou, "Please wait for a moment."

Feng Shao smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, business is important."

Murong Pianpian nodded, turned around and walked into the inner hall.

After entering the room, a strong smell of medicine hit my face. Murong Pianpian walked forward following the smell of the medicine, and soon came to a bed, where she saw an old man lying on the bed with a gray and weak face. As soon as he saw Murong Pianpian, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said eagerly: "Murong, it's really you! How great! You actually escaped from that bastard Chu Qing's hands!"

Murong Pianpian stepped forward, knelt on the ground, and burst into tears: "Uncle Master, this is all the disciple's fault! I'm sorry for the Holy Land, and I'm sorry for the disciples who died!"

Elder Chuan Gong smiled and shook his head and said, "Silly boy, how can you attribute the mistakes of others to yourself? First, tell me how you escaped from Chu Qing."

Murong Pianpian wiped her tears and said, "This disciple was able to escape thanks to the help of Lord Feng, Liu Shou and others of Wuling City..."

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