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Chapter 167

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The four deputies and Li Jingyi sped along.

The lake was too wide. It took them a long time before they entered the long tunnel.

The tunnel was the one connected to the dense forest by the Nine Cuts of Sanskrit.

They knew General Wei Zhuoyan was most likely dead, but they did not dare to charge in immediately.

They slowed down after they entered the forest. They were worried that the villains would jump down from the cloud-splitting chariot and kill them all in one fell swoop.

The Evil Sky Pavilion was powerful, so powerful that it made one's hair stand on end.

Six-leaf, Seven-leaf, and Eight-leaf cultivators … They could be destroyed with a flick of a finger!

Li Jingyi frowned as she looked ahead.

"Shh …"

She made a shushing gesture.

Her ears twitched.

She seemed to have heard something up ahead.

Something was happening deep in the forest.

Something stirred in her heart. This meant Lord Wei Zhuoyan might still be alive.

The four deputies followed behind Li Jingyi.

They chose to believe in Li Jingyi.

They would do whatever Li Jingyi told them to do.

The deeper they went, the darker the forest became. After a while, they could not see anything clearly.

The leaves were too dense and blocked most of their vision.

Whizz!

The low sound of flying rang from above the dense forest.

Li Jingyi and the four deputies looked up.

Due to their limited vision, they could only see a streak of light flying past them.

"It's the flying chariot from before."

"The Evil Sky Pavilion's flying chariot! The sound and the light are the same … "

"They're going back."

"Going back?"

Li Jingyi frowned again. She turned to look at them, puzzled.

Was the Evil Sky Pavilion's flying chariot just passing by?

Clearly, it was not.

A sound rang from the depths of the forest again.

"Someone's here."

Li Jingyi and the four deputies were on guard.

The four deputies drew their swords to guard against the enemy.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

A figure appeared.

It was only a figure, but it made the five of them feel uneasy. They subconsciously took a step back.

The figure was well-built.

Finally, the figure was within their line of sight.

They saw the figure's face.

They were momentarily stunned.

"General?"

Li Jingyi looked at Wei Zhuoyan with a complicated gaze.

The Daoist Nine Cuts Hand Seal was a heaven-defying technique, and yet, General Wei was only slightly injured?

Blood trickled down the corner of Wei Zhuoyan's mouth.

His face was calm and his hair was a little messy.

He did not speak immediately. Instead, he sized up the five people in front of him.

There was a moment of silence.

Wei Zhuoyan said, "I'm tired."

"General!"

The four deputies knelt at the same time.

Li Jingyi remained standing. She said with slight concern, "General, this place is no longer safe."

"General, I'd rather die than let anything happen to you! General, please move back to the Divine Capital! "

"General, please return to Divine Capital!"

"General, please return to Divine Capital!"

The others followed suit.

Wei Zhuoyan looked at the four of them. Then, he shifted his gaze to Li Jingyi and said, "Let's return to Shen 'du."

A strange look flashed in Li Jingyi's eyes. Initially, she wanted to say something, but she swallowed her words. She merely cupped her fists and said, "Understood!"

Wei Zhuoyan walked over step by step.

He walked past the broken trees and the collapsed Green Sun Lake.

Li Jingyi looked at Wei Zhuoyan's retreating figure with a complicated gaze.

"Remember, let's pretend nothing happened today."

"Yes, sir!"

The four of them said in unison.

Meanwhile.

The cloud-splitting chariot flew past Bluesun Mountain and Bluesun Town as it sped toward the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Lu Zhou stood on the flying chariot with his hands on his back.

"Master's might is unparalleled! My horizons have been widened! "Mingshi Yin bowed and praised.

He still could not calm down from the Nine Cuts Hand Seals.

He could understand the extent of the Nine Cuts Hand Seals when he fought the Ten Shamans.

However, he was truly shocked when he saw Wei Zhuoyan being taken away from such a distance on the flying chariot.

"It's fate …" Lu Zhou said indifferently.

"Indeed, he's unlucky … If he had stayed in the Divine Capital, he might've been able to live a little longer." He hastily corrected himself and said, "Even if he stays in the Divine Capital, master will still be able to capture him!"

Duanmu Sheng steered the cloud-splitting chariot alone and said, "Master … What if those people kill Wei Zhuoran after we let him go?"

Before Lu Zhou could speak, Mingshi Yin said with a smile, "They won't.

"That won't happen. Even if they discover that Wei Zhuoyan is a fake, they won't dare to expose him. They might even put on an act. With Wei Zhuoyan's death, the army would be without a leader. At that time, there would be many who would covet this piece of meat … Previously, Wei Zhuoyan's contributions had intimidated the emperor, and he was already on the edge of danger … Now that Wei Zhuoran had been replaced, he would definitely be more restrained. Great Yan's Imperial family could not wait for someone like him to ascend the throne. From now on, Wei Zhuoran is the real Wei Zhuoyan. "

Little Yuan 'er sat at the edge of the flying chariot. She swung her legs as she turned around and said, "Jiang Aijian said that the palace is filled with infighting and scheming. Now that you mention it, Fourth Senior Brother, it's quite boring."

"Some people are greedy for power. There's nothing we can do about it … Alas, a great Seven-leaf elite is gone just like that." Mingshi Yin shook his head and sighed.

Lu Zhou said,

"It's only the Five-leaf stage, not the Seven-leaf stage …"

"Five-leaf?" Mingshi Yin, Duanmu Sheng, and Little Yuan 'er were stunned.

No matter how many leaves were rumored to be a cultivator, Lu Zhou only believed his own eyes.

Moreover..,

He had spent a Critical Strike Card on that kill just now, and the reward was 1,000 merit points. In total, he had only earned 400 merit points.

The reward for a Seven-leaf cultivator should not be this little.

"How cunning! Don't tell me the one we killed was fake? "Mingshi Yin frowned. He was about to fly into a rage.

After all, they were too far away. Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng could not see clearly.

Mingshi Yin thought that perhaps his master's eyes were failing due to his age and might have mistaken him for someone else. However, he did not dare to say that. Hence, he said it was fake.

"… He's indeed Wei Zhuoyan."

"I understand what you're trying to say, master … In the end, he's just a bluff. However, if he's only a Five-leaf cultivator, how did he become the commander-in-chief of the three armies? "Mingshi Yin was puzzled." Does he have the help of an elite? "

Duanmu Sheng said, "It doesn't matter who he is. As long as he doesn't provoke the Evil Sky Pavilion, there's no need to hold it against him."

Mingshi Yin nodded and said, "The incident at the Fish Dragon Village has come to an end … Junior Sister Tianxin should feel at ease now." As he watched the cloud-splitting chariot fly past the mountains, he suddenly had an idea. He said, "Master, since we're out of the Evil Sky Pavilion, why don't we seize this opportunity to capture Old Eighth?"

With the cloud-splitting chariot, they would arrive at the Tiger Ridge Gang in no time.

Lu Zhou remained silent.

He stroked his beard as he pondered.

Initially, he did not want to ask any questions.

However, when he glanced at the system dashboard, he saw the missions of disciplining his disciples were placed at the top.

His disciplining of Mingshi Yin, Duanmu Sheng, and Little Yuan 'er was satisfactory, but the amount of merit points he obtained from them was clearly not as good as before.

However …

Old Seventh was capable of rescuing Old Eighth. What was the purpose of informing the Evil Sky Pavilion?

He remembered Jiang Aijian's letter. 'Is Old Seventh really trying to stir up trouble?'

Lu Zhou hesitated.

'Should I capture Old Eighth or not?'

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