Tong Yan has been feeling uneasy since returning from Nanshan.

The question of whether to kill this man or not has been lingering in her mind.

If I don't kill him, how can I repay the Moon Worship Sect for raising me?

If we kill him, how can we be fair to those people who are working hard in the wind and snow but are still full of hope?

Just when Tong Yan was lost in thought, someone came into her room——

A sweet-looking woman in her twenties also walked in, carrying a black cloth package. She looked at Tong Yan and smiled, "Junior sister, I'm here to help you. You look unhappy, don't you?"

Tong Yan frowned and stared at the woman:

"This is my mission. Why are you, Bai Zi, interfering?"

The girl named Bai Zi chuckled. "I heard that Fu Xiaoguan is surrounded by masters from the Taoist Academy. Isn't this worrying about your safety? Besides... the leader has sent back a message that Fu Xiaoguan must die, and he must die tonight. Otherwise, the situation may be unfavorable to the leader."

She threw the package in her hand onto Tong Yan's bed and said with a smile, "Junior sister is a soft-hearted person. If she is blinded by that young official Fu and can't bring herself to do it..." The smile on her face gradually faded, and she became extremely serious, "If Junior sister can't bring herself to do it, the Moon Worship Sect will probably face a catastrophe!"

She stood up straight again, a smile on her face. "We were all raised by the Moon Worship Sect. The Moon Worship Sect is our home! Junior Sister, I heard you went to Nanshan to take a look today. Don't be fooled by that Fu Xiaoguan. When Master was alive, he often said that Junior Sister is a kind-hearted person with a compassionate heart like a bodhisattva. So, in order to ensure the safety of this trip, the Sect Master asked me to help you."

"With you and I joining forces, this young official Fu won't be able to escape even if he has wings."

Tong Yan still looked at Bai Zi coldly, and suddenly asked, "You've been here a long time ago?"

"No, I was originally going to kill Zhou Tongtong, but there was a Saint-level fat man beside Zhou Tongtong, which was naturally difficult to kill, so the leader ordered me to help you. I just arrived today, but I heard that you went to Nanshan, which I couldn't help but feel a little weird..."

"Junior sister, what are you doing in Nanshan?"

Tong Yan raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "I'll go see what kind of person Fu Xiaoguan is."

"Did you see that?"

"I can see some of it."

"Tell it to Senior Sister."

Tong Yan raised her eyes and looked out the window at the darkening night. "It's better not to say it."

"...Junior sister, listen to me. Fu Xiaoguan is a third-rank official of the Yu Dynasty. He is also a prince of the Wu Dynasty. What about you? You are nothing more than a traitor, a rebel, and a thief in their mouths! As for people, it's not a big deal to see others clearly. The most important thing is to see yourself clearly."

"Senior Sister knows you have a peerless beauty and you're proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. It's a pity you were born in the wrong place. Senior Brother has liked you for a long time. Senior Sister thinks you and Senior Brother are a perfect match. As for the rest... overthinking it will only cause more trouble."

Tong Yan's eyes showed confusion again. It was obviously not the case that she fell in love with Fu Xiaoguan. She just felt sorry for this man. After all, he was not an unforgivable evil person, and he really did benefit the people.

If officials like this were dead, would there be any official in the Yu Dynasty, or even if the Moon Worshiping Cult overthrew the Yu Dynasty and re-established the Chen Dynasty, who would be as concerned about the world's problems as Fu Xiaoguan?

What my senior sister said was not wrong. I must repay the Moon Worship Sect for raising me. If Fu Xiaoguan does not die and affects the Sect Leader's plan, I am afraid that no one in the Moon Worship Sect will forgive me.

This job is really tricky. I should have put it off earlier. Out of sight, out of mind. This would have saved me from being so hesitant as I am now.

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The sky in Jinling City was shining with stars that night, but in the Qishan Corridor, it was covered with heavy snow.

More than a hundred masters from the Tianji Pavilion rode their horses and galloped wildly in the wind and snow in the Qishan Corridor.

In the border town, they encountered the first attack. The attackers were dressed in black and had black faces and were very skilled in martial arts. The Tianji Pavilion lost more than fifty people, but they were finally able to repel the enemy with the help of a fat man.

Pavilion Master Zhou Tongtong chatted with the fat man for half an incense stick of time, and then the group set off, intending to break through the Qishan Corridor on this windy and snowy night.

The fat man was also in the team, which made the masters of Tianji Pavilion feel much more at ease.

This fat guy is a Saint!

This fat guy’s weapon is actually a pair of moon wheels!

Among the seven divine artifacts created by Zhu Xi, the master craftsman of the previous Yu Dynasty, this pair of moon wheels is one of them, and its name is Yin-Yang Ring.

After Gao Xian's martial arts were crippled by Zhou Tongtong, he was tied to his back. The group marched in silence, and the sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility of the mountains.

Just as the group passed through the valley—

Suddenly, many arrows were shot out from the mountains and fields on both sides!

"Enemy attack!"

"Guards on both sides, charge out!"

There was a fierce sound of metal clashing, and ten people from Tianji Pavilion were shot and fell off their horses. The remaining ninety or so people waved their weapons to resist the rain of arrows that passed by like a gust of wind. They rushed out of the coverage of the rain of arrows and rushed out a distance of hundreds of feet, but suddenly pulled the reins.

The warhorse stood up and neighed loudly—

Just in front of them, hundreds of torches were lit!

Hundreds of men in black stood solemnly with swords in their hands. Standing in the front was an old man wearing a large bamboo hat and holding a pipe in his mouth.

The tobacco in the pipe was burning, becoming brighter with every puff he took.

Zhou Tongtong narrowed his eyes, staring at the old man with eyes like blades, "Baili Hong!"

The old man took off his pipe and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Zhou Tongtong!"

Official Fu was right behind Zhou Tongtong. He rode his horse two steps forward and looked at Baili Hong. A bright smile appeared on his chubby face.

The muscles on Baili Hong's face shrank, and her eyes narrowed, "Wu Dalang!"

"We're all Saints, so fighting is tiring. How about you step aside? I'll treat you to a drink when we get to Guanyun City?"

Baili Hong slowly shook her head, "I really want to have a drink with you, but I really can't this time."

"How about I hand Gao Xian over to you?"

"Still no, because you all have to die!"

Official Fu laughed, "Isn't this non-negotiable?"

"I brought more people than you. I'll deal with you, and the rest of us will deal with Zhou Tongtong and the others. We have at least an 80% chance of winning. What's the point of discussing this?"

"Xiao Bai, have you ever thought about why I am here?"

Baili Hong was startled and looked around. "Three of your Taoist disciples are with Fu Xiaoguan, four are injured in Minshan, and there is still one in the temple. Could it be that the dean has personally taken action?"

"Why does the dean need to take action to deal with you!" Official Fu smiled and took out a gun from his arms!

"kill……!"