With Wei Zhuang joining, Han Fei was in an unprecedentedly good mood and drank himself to death in Purple Orchid Pavilion.
"Have a good journey, Young Master.”
It was late at night, and the gate of Xinzheng had been closed. Han Fei, who was walking under the silver moonlight, suddenly stopped. The drunkenness on his face disappeared instantly as if he had never drunk.
As far as the eye could see, other than the closed city gates, the trees on the side of the road swayed gently with the night wind. The silver moonlight covered the entire street, making it exceptionally quiet.
At this moment, the surrounding environment seemed to be cut off from the outside world. The street that was originally under the silver moonlight was gradually swallowed by the black and white colors. The gravel on the street seemed to have encountered an earthquake and trembled lightly.
In front of the black-and-white street, a team of soldiers suddenly appeared. Black horses, black soldiers, and black flags ran forward and directly passed Han Fei.
The black army disappeared in front of Han Fei in the blink of an eye, and some black gas suddenly appeared on the ground, like a black snake coiling and rolling like quicksand. Under Han Fei's serious eyes, it slowly climbed up and gathered on the roof of the opposite building.
The black figure stood under the white moonlight. Before Han Fei could see the black figure clearly, the lantern in his hand suddenly caught fire.
Han Fei threw away the lantern in his hand and shook his head. When he was about to see the man again, the surrounding environment had returned to its original color. It was still the silver moonlight, the closed gate, and the trees swaying gently in the wind.
"Swoosh!"
Suddenly, an arrow was shot at the doorpost next to Han Fei's face.
Han Fei was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. He turned around and saw five ghost soldiers with blue ghost fire eyes, tattered helmets, tattered military uniforms, and various weapons in their hands floating in the air, staring at Han Fei.
"One Qi Xuan Tong."
The red sword will turned into a red dragon and flew out of Xuan Tong's room on the top floor of the Purple Orchid Pavilion. The red dragon rushed through the illusionary bodies of the five ghost soldiers and the five ghost soldiers disappeared instantly, leaving behind crow feathers, tattered military uniforms, and weapons.
After the ghost soldiers disappeared, the red dragon also left and returned to Purple Orchid Pavilion.
Violet Maiden knew that Xuan Tong was very strong, but the scene before her was beyond her knowledge. He was able to kill people with his sword intent from hundreds of meters away. Moreover, his sword intent could even take shape. Even from such a distance, he could still control it accurately. In her mind, there was only the Soul Dragon Swimming of the Yin-Yang School. However, Xuan Tong's moves were pure sword intent, and there was no trace of the Soul Dragon Swimming.
"Crow feathers?"
Han Fei looked at the crow feathers and the tattered military uniforms on the ground. It seemed that there were also crow feathers at the crime scenes of the previous imperial court officials.。
Han Fei took a few crow feathers, looked at them carefully, put them in his hand, and turned to leave.
After Han Fei left, Purple Girl jumped down from the roof next to him, took a few feathers, and turned back to Purple Orchid Pavilion. Tonight's situation was a bit unexpected, so she had to communicate with Wei Zhuang.
"Puff!"
After confirming that Violet Maiden had left, Mo Ya slowly walked out. He no longer suppressed his injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Controlling the crows required mental strength, and casting the illusion of transforming the ghost soldiers also required a lot of mental strength. Just now, when the red dragon formed by Xuan Tong's sword intent flew over, he knew that something was wrong. Although the crow he controlled had escaped, the illusion of the ghost soldiers had not been removed. Once it was broken by Xuan Tong's sword intent, he also suffered a backlash.
Mo Ya wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and ran toward Ji Wuye with his lightness skill.
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