The real man Tianxing had already jumped out. At this moment, he was on the river surface. The sudden cold wind blew it back to its original position.

This is not the end. The already dark night suddenly became even darker, and a dark cloud covered the moon in Emei.

For a moment, even the croaking of insects and frogs were gone, and they were surprisingly quiet.

"Dong!"

The deafening sound of gongs came from the west, followed by the sound of horse hooves.

The camera turned west, and a team of horses was slowly coming, almost every second, they could move forward dozens of meters.

Very fast.

In the front of the team, the person holding a large flag high, and in the middle is the character "年" written in small seal script.

Then there were four generals wearing golden helmets and golden armor. Each of them had different weapons and were very domineering.

Further behind, there was a giant sedan chair carried by 32 people. There were more than a hundred people left, holding a torch with one hand and a sword with the other.

Heavy murderous intent.

When Tianxing Zhenren saw it, he wanted to bury his head in the soil.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the way! I didn't see it, I didn't see it!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!