Murong Minglan, who was about to retreat, saw Xia Zhu catching up with him, had an idea and said to Taozhaide: "Master! You retreat first! I will hold back here!"

Taozhaide was in a state of confusion at this moment. He nodded. He nodded. He nodded. He no longer cared about Murong Minglan behind him. Instead, he retreated quickly under the guards of the ice guards with his bones and debts. In a blink of an eye, the Sui City, which had become the scene of the massacre, disappeared from their eyes.

I go and go, but I dare not stop when I walk.

I'm afraid even owed debts, I rushed to this Suicheng this morning. Unexpectedly, in just one day, Suicheng fell and turned into a bubble.

She frowned and looked at the bones that were being carried by Taozhaide's father, but she didn't dare to neglect her feet at all.

The ice carriage condensed, and the three of them stopped by the side of the road after getting on the carriage, alerting them.

It was not until late that night that Murong Minglan hurriedly came from the direction of Suicheng. On his shoulder was carrying a bag composed of countless cherry blossom petals, and there was a person inside.

"Master! I'm back!"

After getting on the carriage, Murong Minglan gently put the bag on the car, her face full of smiles. Taozhaide didn't say anything, and she seemed too lazy to say anything about it. At that moment, Taozhaide waved his hand, and the ice horse immediately raised its hooves and fled like flying. She threw Suicheng far behind and no longer cared about it.

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Along the way, everyone was quiet.

Looking at the rising stars, he was a little dazed, as if his brain had been short-circuited. He looked at the speeding scenery in a daze.

The debtor frowned and looked at him lying on the ground. His hands and feet were locked tightly by the ice, thinking about his own thoughts.

Many things happened in this battle.

The cleavage that was originally affiliated with the Juxian Society is now appearing in the army of the bloodthirsty people. Moreover, except that her eyes were not born red, her tail had already clearly informed her bloodline.

So, the Juxianhui has been destroyed by the bloodthirsty clan?

………No, think about it differently. Maybe from the beginning, this Juxian Society is a Central Plains sect created by the bloodthirsty clan, and it is not unaware of it.

Then, there is another thing. It is that Canglan Sect is not parasitic.

Theoretically, it is impossible for those bloodthirsty people to parasitize them because of the low strength of Canglan Sect. After all, in the later stage of the battle just now, the bloodthirsty people were blocked by the people of Canglan Sect. If they don’t want to parasitize to break through, it is absolutely unreasonable.

So, why aren’t the people from Canglan Sect parasites parasites?

In other words, why did I and Murong Minglan not be parasitized?

What are the "common points" between Guanghan City and Canglan Sect? And what are the "different points" between them and other sects?

Think, keep thinking.

When the sound of horse hooves kept coming, her thoughts gradually moved away from the battlefield of war and fell into a quiet occasion.

In this environment...

"No way..."

A guess that was absolutely not good finally came into my mind of debt.

"What won't?"

At this time, the night was about to leave. A little white fish belly began to appear in the distant sky.

Murong Minglan raised her head and asked, and at the same time reached out and gently picked up the cherry blossom bag on the ground, so that the people inside would not knock on their heads when they were sleeping.

He shook his head with debt, after all, this is just a guess. If this guess is really true, then the war is no surprise. Since the battle several years ago, the people of the Central Plains have been destined to lose.

But, is this really possible?

The bloodthirsty tribes have spent so much energy and effort, and have been preparing for so many years... They deliberately chose to launch an attack at the moment after the end of the Demon-Sealing War. This means that they even counted the third Demon-Sealing War that almost caused the entire Central Plains to encounter a catastrophe?

How many years have they prepared?

Five or six years? No, it cannot be that short. These last five or six years may just be the time when the plan begins to accelerate.

So, ten years, twenty years, even hundreds, thousands of years?

Or... it has been ten thousand years ago, the bloodthirsty people in the south have been eyeing this moment. Are they waiting for this moment?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a cold war!

Imagine that in the past ten thousand years, the entire Central Plains fairy world has always been like a chess piece at the mercy of others. Even the prosperity of the entire Central Plains fairy world is under the control of these seemingly harmless people who live in the south!

As long as you think about it this way, how can people not be afraid and how can people not be trembling?

"Girl, you're trembling."

At this time, Tao Zhaide had also woken up. He opened his arms and waved to the little girl.

The little girl did not refuse. After trembling, she got into Taozhaide's crunching nest and covered her with a blanket, hoping to get warmth from her father's arms to the fullest.

"What's wrong? So scared?"

Looking up, the only thing I saw was Taozhaide's face that always smiled calmly.

He shook his head with debt and said, "Dad...we...our whole Central Plains...may...may...may..."

The emotions were too excited, so that the debt was indebted for a while and even speechless.

Tao Zhaide hugged her, patted the little girl's back gently, and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Even if the sky falls, there will be a dad there. Dad's martial arts has a trick called "unrivaled in the world"! Even if the sky falls, Dad can help you lift the whole sky!"

Perhaps, debt is too tiring, too tiring.

She curled up in Taozhaide's arms, closed her eyes, and before she knew it, the terrified breathing had turned into a gentle snoring sound.

Tao Zhaide turned his head and looked at the scorching sun that had slowly risen outside the carriage. The smile on his face finally gradually disappeared. After exhaling a long breath, he shook his head.

“………………Hmm? Minglan, what are you doing?”

Turning back, Murong Minglan was carefully peeling off the cherry blossom petals and tearing off the petals covering the mouth and nose of the people inside.

After a moment, a head of black hair rolled out from it, and then there was that beautiful face. Now, she was glaring at Murong Minglan.
Chapter completed!