Seeing Luofengtang rush out recklessly, Tuoba Xian was both anxious and panicked. She chased after him for two steps when suddenly her vision darkened and she almost fainted.

Xiaoyu and Xiuzhu quickly came over from the side to support her.

That day, elder brother, you quickly go to the military camp to find Uncle Bai Wu!

Xiao Yu said to that day Song loudly, "Bai Wu Shu is the camp's mess sergeant. I heard from Qing'er that he has excellent kung fu."

He was the master of Tang Ya Zi and also adopted Qing Er as his goddaughter.

“Go find him right away!”

That day, a gust of wind seemed to rush him out of the house and over to the military camp to find Lao Wu.

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Here, Xiu Zhu and Xiaoyu helped Tuo Ba Xian into the room and patiently comforted her.

Tuoba Xian had never been this anxious before, her whole face was pale, and all she could think about was Luofeng Tang's condition.

With no other choice, Xiaoyu secretly sought out Dr. Zhao and obtained some sleep-aid medicine. She forced Tuo Ba Xian to drink it, knocking her unconscious.

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“I hope the bodhisattvas will protect them and bless them with good fortune!” Xiu Zhu held Luo Bao in her arms, pacing back and forth in the room, her face filled with worry.

Xiaoyu covered Tuoba Xian's quilt at the bedside, and Wen Yan also sighed softly.

"Qing'er and Tang YaZi are truly not easy, it hasn't been long since they had a good time, has it?"

"In my opinion, they haven't had it easy all along. Old man up there must really have them in mind," Xiaoyu said. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! ?

Xiuzhu nodded. "There's a saying, isn't there? Bittersweet! I hope that after they get through this tribulation, everything will be alright!"

The setting sun, like blood, dyed the western sky red.

On the endless road, a lone rider streaks like a black lightning bolt, kicking up dust all around.

The black warhorse, majestic and imposing, exuded an aura of power that struck fear into the hearts of all other steeds.

The man riding on horseback, though tall and muscular, had a cold and austere countenance.

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But, the situation is extremely bad.

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A face, as pale as white paper, devoid of any blood color.

His body lay flat on the horse's back, one hand gripping the reins tightly, the other holding onto the mane. He strained with all his might to keep his balance and prevent himself from falling off.

The wind howled, whipping up his ink-black hair, making it dance wildly in the storm.

On the exposed stern face, his forehead veins bulged like writhing earthworms.

He squeezed his eyes shut in pain, his lips pressed into a tight line.

Suddenly, there was a jolt, and Meng Di opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Her eyes opened slowly.

All the blood in his body poured into those eyes.

Blood-red pupils, like two burning flames. As if to burn himself to ashes, and as if to burn the world to ashes.

"Qing'er..."

"Qing'er..."

The clarity in his eyes, bit by bit, was being burned away.

Consciousness is also beginning to disperse.

In my mind, all the experiences of these twenty-one years are like fallen leaves, drifting away one by one.

There's more and more empty space in my mind.

The plump girl from his memory, with two braids swinging and a meat bun clutched in her hand, gnawed at it stubbornly appearing in his mind.

Even if the fire burned fiercely, it would never reach this area.

"Qing'er..."

"Wait for me..."

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"Wait for me..."

He murmured, letting out a groan of pain.

The steed beneath him seemed to sense the heat radiating from its rider, as if carrying a blazing fire upon its back.

Ma Wang couldn't bear it any longer, letting out a pained snort. Suddenly, he reared up on his front legs and leaped forward like a sharp sword.

With this leap, the person on horseback was suddenly thrown off, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air.

Finally, it crashed heavily onto the ground ten meters away, rolling several times before hitting a large rock and coming to a stop.

"Wow!"

He covered his chest, hunched over, and coughed up several mouthfuls of black blood.

Scattered on the golden grass, it's breathtaking!

After several violent coughs and coughing up blood, Luofengtang's body fell straight to the ground.

He gasped for breath, his eyes tightly closed.

The Horse King was extremely spirited, circling back with a gust of wind and returning to Luo Fengtang's side.

First, he bowed his head and gently nudged Luofeng Tang's body with his nose and mouth. Then, he stuck out his tongue to lick his hand.

Luo Fengtang's eyes opened again, a bloody light shooting straight up into the sky from his pupils.

Suddenly, he roared, slammed his hand onto the ground, and shot into the air like a bullet.

As if in response, Ma Wang also charged towards him.

A figure in mid-air descended, landing steadily on the back of the warhorse.

One hand casually grasped the reins, and both legs pressed tightly against the horse's belly.

"Onwards!"

A powerful voice exploded from his stern lips, riding the stallion like a comet chasing the moon as it sped away!

As if sensing the change in his master on horseback, Ma Wang's whole body seemed to boil with excitement.

It let out a long, shrill roar, and with a sudden lash of its forelegs, it charged forward.

This area is called Nanchu because it is covered with large hills.

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One hill after another joins together, though it's far less grand and imposing than Mount Mianniu, each of these hills still has its own unique charm.

Just like Yang Ruqing and the others are now trapped on this mountaintop called Wuling Mountain, its characteristic is that it's easy to defend but difficult to attack.

At this time, Yang Ruqing had already distributed the wet cloth strips to the soldiers, who covered their mouths and noses with them.

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Whether it's toxic smoke or the thick smoke released after trees burn, they can both be filtered.

But at that time, at the foot of the mountain, the Black Lotus sect's army had not yet retreated.

"Holy maiden, look at this fire! At this rate, it'll burn all the way up. Combined with the poison smoke, in just two more hours, everyone on the mountain will be dead, either burned to ashes or poisoned and suffocated, hahaha..."

The elderly man stood to the side, facing a young girl in a white long dress who was crouching down on a large rock and reporting to him.

"My Lady, your schemes are indeed profound! This fire that burns the mountain is truly ingenious!"

“At that time, we will not shed a drop of blood and capture all of Nan Wangye's entourage!” The elder man said.

The saint's lips curled into a confident smirk, the kind that comes from knowing you've already won.

“Elder, send the word down: Grass must be burned, stones must be sharpened, and people must change.” she said.

A sound like heavenly music emanated from her lips, but the words that came out sent a shiver down one's spine. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

“Yes, my subordinate will do it right away!”

The elder bowed, about to leave, but suddenly he raised his head and looked at something behind him. The astonishment in his eyes deepened little by little.

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"What's wrong?"

The saintess, noticing the elder's abnormality, couldn't help but look in his direction.

This look also caused the confident smile on her face to freeze.

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