"Little Junior Brother, are you alright?"
Mu Huanhuan cried tears of joy. She stretched her head forward and happened to see Lin Xuan standing in the stream.
Under the dim light of the night, he could vaguely see that his junior brother had many wounds on his body. His daoist robe was tattered and he looked rather miserable.
Xu Weixiong also came back. However, unlike Mu Huanhuan, she did not show her worry. She still had a cold expression as she reached out to grab the black-robed old man's neck and lifted the corpse up.
"Why are you here?"
Lin Xuan jumped out of the bone-piercing stream and landed on the ground. He looked at the Second Commandery Princess of the Northern Liang and asked with a frown.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Xu Weixiong snorted coldly.
"Youngest Junior Brother, the Second Commandery Princess heard that you were fighting with someone at the foot of the mountain, so she immediately followed you here.”
Mu Huanhuan said with a smile.
Xu Weixiong turned his face away.
"How is the situation on the mountain?"
he asked.
"Sect Master's master is being held back by the number one expert of the Demon Sect, Empress Yin. Uncle Master is guarding the mountain.”
Mu Huanhuan said quickly.
"That's good."
Lin Xuan squatted down and reached out to search the black-robed old man's body, but he did not find anything.
"What bad luck. After spending so much effort, I don't even have any silver.”
He cursed angrily.
"Is this the person who fought with you?”
Xu Weixiong took out a lighter. His gaze fell on the black-robed old man's wrist, and his willowy eyebrows furrowed.
"That's right. That fellow came out of nowhere and has a Vajra Realm cultivation base. If I hadn't been slightly stronger, I would have really fallen into his hands.”
He only vented his anger after two consecutive kicks.
"Vajra Realm?"
Mu Huanhuan and Xu Weixiong were shocked at the same time.
"Bragging."
Xu Weixiong muttered. He lifted the black-robed man's wrist and carefully examined a tattoo.
The pattern was extremely strange.
"You know him?"
He frowned.
"I think I've seen this pattern before."
"But I can't remember." Xu Weixiong nodded.”
"Isn't that simple?"
Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and unsheathed his sword. He cut off his wrist,"Bring him back and ask Xu Rentu."
His gaze paused on a certain part of the black-robed old man's corpse. Then, he picked up a branch and glanced at it.
"So you're a eunuch," he scolded.
"Eunuch."
When Xu Weixiong heard this word, the blurry memories in his mind suddenly became clear.
"If I remember correctly, the tattoo on his wrist is the symbol of the internal court.”
she said in a deep voice.
"Internal Court?"
Lin Xuan curled his lips,"That makes sense."”
"I'll go look for your father later and ask him to compensate me. Especially since I'm covered in injuries, this matter won't end until I've earned eight thousand taels of silver.”
"Money grubber."
Xu Weixiong's face was cold.
" Stop a Vajra Realm martial artist from entering the mountain and protect the dignity of the sect. You will receive ten years of pure inner energy and a three-fold speed martial arts cultivation card for one year.”
The system's voice sounded in his mind.
The reward was generous. Ten years of pure internal strength and a three-fold martial arts cultivation card for a full year.
This meant that within a year, he could practice any martial arts at three times the speed. This was good stuff.
After wiping the blood off, he sheathed his sword and stared at the black-robed old man's corpse with a smile.
He even wanted to be kind and burn two incense sticks for this old thing.
"Why are you smiling so wretchedly?"
Xu Weixiong frowned, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Is there?"
Lin Xuan touched the handle and looked at his senior sister in confusion.
"A little."
Mu Huanhuan actually nodded in agreement.
"Xuan 'er, are you alright?"
Martial Uncle Song led a group of disciples down the mountain in a mighty manner.
"Martial Uncle, I didn't fail you and defended the mountain gate.”
Lin Xuan said.
"Is he alright?"
This Martial Uncle Song had been touching him all over the body. After confirming that there were no fatal injuries, he let out a breath of turbid air and said with a straight face,"Don't be so reckless in the future. Didn't the sect master senior brother tell you? If you encounter someone you can't defeat, run up the mountain. Don't be stubborn.”
"Where is the person who challenged the mountain?"
Martial Uncle Song pulled out his sword." How dare you bully Wudang? Are you really trying to bully me with my sword?"”
"Uncle-Master, he is right under your feet."
Mu Huanhuan said weakly.
"Damn, bad luck."
Martial Uncle Song lowered his head and saw the black-robed old man's corpse. He spat a few times and kicked the black-robed old man twenty to thirty feet away, smashing into the depths of the valley.
"Martial Uncle, is the situation on the mountain stable?”
Lin Xuan looked at the foot of the mountain. It was originally the camp of the Northern Liang cavalry, but now, flames soared into the sky and thick smoke billowed, illuminating half the sky.
"With your Uncle-Master and Master around, you won't be able to cause any trouble. Go back and heal your injuries first.”
Martial Uncle Song waved his hand and began to chase them away.
"Uncle-Master, don't worry, I know what to do.”
"I'll go to the camp at the foot of the mountain to take a look.”
Tonight's matter was too sudden, so sudden that it exceeded Lin Xuan's expectations.
However, he had never thought that it would be like this.
If the crippled Prince of Beiliang had such a good plan, he would have died many times over.
Instead of becoming the local emperor of Liangzhou like he was now.
"I'll go with you."
Third Senior Sister Mu Huanhuan said.
"No need."
He shook his head." I'm alone. Even if I encounter an ambush, it'll be easy for me to escape. It'll be troublesome if there are too many people."”
"I'll go with you."
"I am the Second Princess of the Northern Liang," Xu Weixiong suddenly said.”
"Alright."
After pondering for a moment, Lin Xuan nodded. He tapped his toes and flew out with his sword. Xu Weixiong followed closely behind.
As they got closer and closer to the camp, the sounds of fierce fighting echoed in their ears. They landed at the end of the path.
The camp was located in an open space not far from the foot of the mountain. At this moment, Xu Rentu's thousand-odd cavalry had been completely surrounded.
There were heavy casualties, but the remaining ones formed a battle formation and were still fighting desperately. However, it seemed that they would not be able to hold on for long.
There's a traitor in your Northern Liang Army."
Lin Xuan spoke. Across the vast wind and snow, he could still see corpses lying all over the ground inside and outside the camp.
"Only the Prince of Beiliang can mobilize thousands of cavalry in Liangzhou.”
"Yes."
When Xu Weixiong saw this scene, his expression did not change, as if it was an extremely ordinary thing.
"Or is Xu Rentu using me as bait?”
The young Taoist priest turned his head and stared at Xu Weixiong, trying to see something strange in her eyes.
"I don't know."
Xu Weixiong shook his head.
"Why do you think my father would dare to use the lives of his entire family to fish?”
Her lips parted slightly.
"Because he is the Prince of Beiliang, Xu Rentu.”
Lin Xuan said in a low voice,"I don't believe that he would be unprepared. Even on that day, he left the 300 guards at the foot of the mountain on purpose. It was to confuse those people's gazes and make them feel that there was an opportunity."”
"I don't know."
Xu Weixiong still shook his head.
"You really don't know?"
"Why do I feel like you've already guessed it?" he asked, smiling.”
Xu Weixiong was silent.
She realized that she could not see the man beside her clearly.
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