Standing on the treetop, Xiao Yi was not surprised by Mu Qingxiao's sudden appearance.
Due to the system, there was a subtle connection between Mu Qingxiao and his women. Their hearts were connected. Even if the other party was far away, they could still feel a subtle connection between them.
It was because of this subtle connection that he could immediately confirm Xiao Yi's direction and rush over.
Xiao Yi's slender finger pointed in the direction Zhang Liang left. She blinked her beautiful eyes, as if asking, "Should I continue to chase him?"
Mu Qingxiao came forward and put his right hand around her slender waist. He tapped his toes and spread out his black and red wings. They were like an immortal couple flying freely in the sky.
Looking at the black and red wings behind Mu Qingxiao, Xiao Yi's beautiful eyes were full of surprise. She came back to her senses and looked down. She was already 100 meters above the ground.
Her surprise faded and she leaned on Mu Qingxiao's chest obediently. She let him hold her in his arms and experienced the thrill of being free from the shackles of heaven and earth.
In the dense forest, it was very dark. The leaves covered the sun. Zhang Liang tapped his toes on the treetop and looked anxious.
He was sure that the assassination in Sea Moon Villa half a year ago was definitely a conspiracy from the Empire, but there was nothing he could do.
After what happened just now, the Empire must have classified him as a traitor. He had to inform the Mo Family as soon as possible. Otherwise, the Qin Army would definitely suffer heavy losses.
Now that he thought about it, Zhang Liang was a little surprised that he could escape from the Little Saint's Manor safely. He did not encounter any pursuers along the way, so he was very vigilant.
While heading to the Mo Family's stronghold, he did not forget to take a detour. He would stop for dozens of seconds every once in a while to observe that there was no abnormality around before he continued on his way.
Even so, after an hour, Zhang Liang went around two mountains before he returned to the correct route. After confirming that no one was following him, he could not help but speed up his pace.
However, what Zhang Liang did not know was that there were two figures 100 meters above him. They firmly locked onto him and there was nowhere to hide.
Time flew by quickly. In the blink of an eye, more than four hours had passed.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow illuminated the land. Looking down from a hundred meters above the ground, the scenery of Huaxia was unobstructed.
Mu Qingxiao carried the beauty in his arms and flew in the air. He maintained an extremely slow speed and followed behind Zhang Liang. They flew for dozens of kilometers.
During this period, Zhang Liang had stayed in a small valley for more than ten minutes. It could be seen that he was still vigilant.
When Zhang Liang arrived at a hidden valley more than ten kilometers away from Mulberry Sea City, he gradually slowed down. In the hidden valley, huge trees covered the sky and covered the sun. It was incomparably dark, and the sound of insects could be heard clearly. From time to time, one could even see the traces of wild beasts.
Mu Qingxiao's Divine Sense spread out and enveloped more than half of the valley. Soon, she had a clear view of this place.
It was indeed an extremely secluded place. To the left and right of the valley was the vast ocean. Only on the cliff there should be a wooden house.
In the information, the Black Tortoise of the School of Mohism was parked at the front of the cliff. It could escape at any time. If the Black Tortoise entered the vast ocean, the enemy would not be able to chase after it.
After Zhang Liang entered the valley and investigated, he found that there were no traces of the Qin army or the six sword slaves. His expression was obviously much more relaxed. It seemed that Zhao Gao's net also did not find this place.
After erasing his tracks, he quickly arrived in front of a cliff. The cliff was quite tall and rugged. It was difficult for ordinary people to climb it. Those who were not proficient in Qinggong would also find it difficult to reach the top.
He looked around again and did not find anything strange. He jumped up and used the tip of his foot to land on the cliff. Soon, he arrived at the top of the cliff.
Mu Qingxiao retracted her black wings and silently landed on the treetops. She and Xiao Yi concealed their auras and followed closely behind.
After passing through the dense forest, a dazzling light entered their eyes. When they arrived at the end of the forest, they saw a neat row of wooden houses. Zhang Liang did not stop there and went straight to the cliff by the sea.
"Mister Zhang Liang, why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"
Looking at the several figures standing on the wooden bridge, Zhang Liang's eyes revealed a trace of bitterness. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's a long story. Do you still remember the assassination attempt at the Sea Moon Villa half a year ago?"
Ge Nie walked up and said in confusion, "How could we forget? Because of this, we have been hiding all day. Now, the Shadow Secret Guards and the Qin army are searching for us. Could it be that Mister Zhang Liang already knows the identity of the assassin?"
At this moment, a man dressed in white walked up. He had a melancholy and elegant temperament. The edges of his shirt and hem were embroidered with auspicious clouds and lotus leaves. His clothes were also made of coarse cloth and had more decorations than the swordsman's.
His brown hair fluttered in the wind. A strand of bangs covered his face. His eyebrows were long and sharp. His eyes were long and narrow with blue pupils. He had a high nose bridge and was extremely handsome. He was the number one master of the School of Mohism, Gao Jianli.
"Half a year ago, who was the one who tried to assassinate Fu Su and framed the School of Mohism and the Little Saint Manor?"
Zhang Liang slightly shook his head and said, "I don't know who was behind the assassination attempt on Fu Su, but we are in a very dangerous situation right now. I am no longer a disciple of the Confucian School of Thought, and the Empire has probably already labeled me as a traitor. There are many things that I can't help with."
Hearing Zhang Liang's words, the members of the School of Mohism looked at each other. Ge Nie frowned and asked, "What happened?"
"Today, Fu Su arrived at the Little Saint Manor … and that's what happened!"
After Zhang Liang explained everything, Ge Nie's eyes were filled with disbelief as he said, "Mister Zhang Liang, if I remember correctly, the Twelfth Prince is only 12 years old this year. Two years ago, I met him in the Xianyang Palace. He was clearly an ordinary youth.
"I still can't believe it, but that's the truth. If I didn't escape quickly, Ling Xu would have fallen into his hands as well."
At this moment, a tall and cold-looking man wearing a black cloak and silver hair stood at the front with his back facing Zhang Liang. He said in a low voice, "You're saying that the Twelfth Prince is collecting famous swords from sword manuals?"
"He is indeed collecting famous swords, but I don't know what his goal is."
Ta! Ta!
Suddenly, two sets of footsteps sounded out from the wooden bridge. Ge Nie and the others looked over and saw that two figures had appeared 20 meters away.
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