Two of the three carriages continued to move forward, while the remaining one could only overturn on the side of the road in tatters. The four fire-breathing masters on it once again used their means to resist, but without the help of their companions, they were already in a difficult situation.

"Hold on, we'll go to the city to call for help—" shouts of companions came from afar.

"Fuck! This old stigma is running fast now."

The people present were angry but helpless. They could only take out various magical weapons and firecrackers and keep bombarding them to resist the attack of the leaf owl. The few people in the carriage hugged each other tightly, anxiously waiting for everything outside to be over.

"Cry--" The leaf owl rose high in the forest, then swooped down, its body turning into a long, dark comet, carrying a ghostly and ominous meaning.

Crackling explosions and flames bloomed in the air, but such attacks did not cause much damage to the flying leaf owls. One of them flew through the smoke and flames and grabbed a fire-breathing master directly, causing a large amount of blood to fall from his shoulder and his clothes to be torn.

"Hiss--" The severe pain made the fire-breathing master unable to open his eyes. After dodging the attack, he rolled on the ground and fell under the carriage, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, he only heard a scream from outside, and then suddenly there was no sound. He was shocked. Could they all be dead?

In a panic, the fire-breathing master climbed out from under the car and saw a surprising scene.

A girl with black hair and blue eyes stepped in the air, her figure flying and approaching rapidly. The wooden sword in her hand was like a ghost, slashing in an instant. Almost at the same time, the leaf owls fell from the sky to the ground and stopped singing.

When it landed on the ground, the silky black hair slowly fell on the snow-white neck and collar, giving people a dreamy and hazy beauty.

In the orange-yellow firelight, the girl turned around, looked at everyone present, and then spoke. Her voice was like the clear moonlight that echoed in the forest.

"Are you okay?"

After a while, everyone reacted and quickly replied, "It's okay, it's okay."

"That's good." Loran Hill breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his gaze away from the overturned carriage and the crowd, looking towards the end of the road.

"Is Guluo City just ahead?"

"Yes, how about we wait for you to lead the way into the city for your benefactor?" Several people said tentatively.

"Well, that's all." The girl tilted her head slightly and agreed.

Then she waved her hand, and a bird with flapping wings fell from the sky.

"Dai Ju, please help straighten the carriage."

"Chirp~" The bird, which was as fat as a chicken, seemed a little reluctant, but still flew over, grabbed one side of the carriage, flapped its wings, and pulled it up and straightened it.

Since the wooden horse was damaged, they walked slowly along the way. In the night illuminated by torches, at Loran Hill's request, they told the girl about the changes in Huilu Island over the years, and the most important of them was the incident five years ago.

'That year, within the Xiangyu Shangmen sect, it was said that the leader of the Qianlong lineage had an argument with the headmaster, and then left in anger, taking one-third of the disciples with him. After that, the Xiangyu Shangmen sect closed itself off from the mountains, and no more disciples left the sect.'

Loran Hill listened to their stories quietly, his mind recalling the familiar figures he had known in the past, and finally stopped at that heroic back.

Did Senior Brother Gu Lie and Senior Sister Jin Hua have a fight? Sigh...