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Ming Zhi searched all the way there, but he didn't see anyone.
I didn't see Yun Qingyan, nor did I see the group of people chasing and killing Yun Qingyan.
But when I went down, I couldn't ride a horse anymore, so I knew I had to get off the horse first, and then went into the depths of the bush alone.
I hope that nothing will happen to the light smoke.
Ming Zhi couldn't help pursing his lips, he seemed a little flustered, and he couldn't calm down when facing Yun Qingyan.
He frowned slightly, and as he talked deeper and deeper, he could feel that many people had been here before, and there were messy footprints everywhere.
Just when he was thinking about what to do next, suddenly a group of people came out from the depths of the bush and surrounded him.
"Who are you!?"
Ming Zhi squinted his eyes and inspected the crowd, only to find that they were all covered, but the clothes on their bodies were similar to those of the live targets, and he immediately understood.
He looked at those people, and then asked solemnly: "Where is Princess Mingyue now? Was she taken away by you?"
As soon as this question was asked, the masked men immediately froze, unconsciously a little guilty, and then one of them shouted: "Does it have anything to do with you!? If you don't want to die, get out of here quickly, otherwise I want you to die without a place to die!"
"This king thinks that you are the ones who should be damned."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Zhi rarely pulled out the sword from his waist and pointed it at those people.
This is definitely not just empty talk.
Mingzhi wanted these people's lives, but he could easily catch them.
His movements are really fast, as if he is circling trees and piercing flowers, he is like a leopard in the bushes, as long as his sword is raised, no one will survive under his sword.
This group of people, before they even had time to use the weird drug, were all beheaded by Ming Zhi's sword, and the blood instantly spilled all over the ground, infecting the soil, and turning into a strong purple.
And he, standing among the corpses, looked like a reincarnated Rakshasa, exuding a cold killing intent.
In the cave, Yun Qingyan squeezed her hand repeatedly until she pinched herself green before barely letting herself fall asleep.
Yun Qingyan's situation is not optimistic, and Yun Yize, who has a small dose of traditional Chinese medicine, is not much better. He also suffers from drowsiness, so he can only keep clenching his fists, and from time to time he has to use his own sword to strike himself. One mouthful is still awake.
But it really won't work if it goes on like this.
It was only then that Yun Qingyan said in a low voice: "Don't hold on any longer, we should chat and we won't be so sleepy anymore."
"What are we talking about?"
"Then let's talk. What do you want to know? For one day, I will answer any questions you ask. What do you want to ask?"
"Justask you why you hate the prince so much."
Yun Qingyan was silent for a long time before she replied: "Hate? Then you can regard it as my past life having a grudge against him, so in this life I am here to take revenge."
Yun Yize paused, then looked at Yun Qingyan, and said: "Past life? How could there be such illusory hatred, this hall sees that you are deliberately perfunctory me."
Yun Qingyan chuckled, and replied: "If you don't believe me, there is nothing I can do. I don't know how to explain it to you."
"Forget it, don't explain."
As soon as Yun Yize finished speaking, there were very hurried footsteps outside. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com