Xiao Jinhan suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Elder Xue. He saw that twenty miles away, between the lush green mountains and forests, a large cloud of gray-black dust was swirling and rising into the sky. It was neither fog nor smoke, and it immediately stained the white sky.

Beside her, the big girl's fur was covered in wet mist. She leaned on her tiger paws and looked ahead, but could only see rows of tree trunks. Beyond that, she could not see anything.

It shook its body in frustration, glanced at the treetop where the two were, its dark yellow tiger eyes darted around, and with a screech, it climbed up the tree where Elder Xue was.

In just a few breaths, Da Niu was up the tree.

Seeing that Elder Xue was standing motionless at the treetop, the tiger twisted its snow-white rump and squeezed against Elder Xue, pushing him off the tree.

Old Xue stood on the ground with a stiff face, and it took him several breaths to come back to his senses. He was so angry that his nose almost crooked. "You little brat! You know how to pick on the weak when you're bullying people, don't you?"

That brat has a foul face and a foul temper; you wouldn't dare touch him.

They specifically target this old man to bully. With your cunning, you'll never find a male tiger again.

Da Niu silently lowered her head and glanced at him, without saying a word.

Instead, he puffed out his throat at Xiao Jinhan beside him, "Roar! Roar!! Roar roar..."

The tiger's low growls came one after another, clearly indicating that it was in a hurry.

“This isn’t cooking smoke. Cooking smoke would be grayish-white, not grayish-black, and it couldn’t possibly be this large.” Xiao Jinhan shook his head.

But no matter what kind of smoke it was, he would search for it as long as there was even the slightest possibility.

Moreover, he had a faint intuition that Hua'er was not far away from him.

The man blew his whistle, summoning his men in black.

They all rushed towards the black smoke, and Da Niu also took off running, her speed no less than that of her subordinates in black.

For someone skilled in light-footed martial arts, twenty li is only a quarter of an hour's journey.

However, when the group arrived at the foot of the black smoke, they discovered that this place was actually a uniquely blessed valley.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with steep, almost vertical cliffs. There is only a narrow mountain path on the east side that can only allow one person to pass at a time, making it a truly impregnable pass.

However, there was no one guarding the mountain path at this moment, and it was eerily quiet.

Old Xue frowned slightly. "This doesn't look like a bandit's lair. They don't even have a guard. What kind of bandits would be so audacious?"

Yu Feng and his group also fell silent.

I've seen all sorts of enemies using various tactics on the southern frontier battlefield, but I've never encountered anything like this.

Beside her, Da Niu didn't stop, but instead twisted her tiger body and galloped towards the mountain path, her snow-white hooves moving as fast as a white wind.

Amidst the white wind, there was also a wisp of colorful shadow.

“The Fragrance-Attracting Butterfly King! It’s Hua’er! Hua’er must be inside…” Xiao Jinhan stared at the colorful shadows, his bloodshot eyes suddenly brightening.

Before he finished speaking, he stepped onto the mountainside and soared into the valley like a hawk.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also followed into the valley.

A cluster of wooden houses in the valley were all ablaze. In the open space outside the firelight, Su Hua and A Zheng stood in the very center, with bandits lying haphazardly at their feet. At the front were Hei Mu and Master Xu, who were tied up with their hands and feet bound together.

Kuroki's eyes widened in horror as he looked at Su Hua, or more precisely, at the short dagger in her hand.

The short dagger was forged from fine iron and gleamed coldly in the firelight.

He desperately tried to back away, kowtowing and begging for mercy to Su Hua as he did so. Unable to speak, he could only kowtow so hard that his forehead turned bright red.

Master Xu had a gloomy face.

His gaze shifted from A-Zheng to Su-Hua with a dark look, and his voice seemed to be forced out from between his teeth, "Let him go. If you want to have this so-called surgery, come to me."

"You were captured by me from Qingshui County. If you want revenge, come at me, not my brother!"

"Ha!" Su Hua raised her hand to wipe the dust off the short dagger and chuckled. "You want to take his place in the castration surgery? Do you think it's necessary?"

Upon hearing this undisguised mockery, Master Xu's already gloomy face darkened even further.

Seeing his displeasure, Su Hua smiled and looked at the group of bandits on the ground who were half-conscious, and raised her voice, "Master Xu is an incompetent man anyway, so what difference does it make whether he is castrated or not?"

Could it be that Master Xu still hopes to spare this burly man's life so that the Xu family line can continue for a while?

After the bandits ate the porridge with the added ingredients, they were all as if they had lost half their lives. Not only could they not use their martial arts skills, but they could even have difficulty standing up.

However, the inherent characteristics of the Eight Trigrams still exist.

Everyone instinctively looked at Master Xu's lower body.

Especially the five brothers who went with Master Xu to capture Su Hua yesterday, looked at the man as if they had seen a ghost.

Master Xu had maintained a clean reputation for many years, yet he repeatedly went down the mountain to abduct women for the chieftain, only to find out that he was impotent.

We're barely managing to keep the family line going thanks to my cousin!

When Master Xu saw that Su Hua had exposed the secret he had kept hidden for so many years, especially in front of all his subordinates, he felt utterly humiliated and wished he could disappear into the ground.

"Su Hua, don't go too far!"

The man glared at Su Hua with red eyes, a dark red glint in his pupils. However, compared to the dark red he used to cast illusions in the dead-end alley, this time the dark red was fleeting, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he was about to use the same trick again, Su Hua's almond-shaped eyes turned cold. "Master Xu, you'd better not waste your energy."

Your illusion can only be used once every twelve hours, and you've only used it for less than a quarter of an hour.

In other words, you're a lamb to the slaughter right now; even a little kid could kill you, understand?

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