Huo Yan quickly knocked down the two people who were guarding here.
The horses in the stable sensed something and neighed uneasily.
Yuan Zhao reached out and gently soothed the horse.
The horse happened to be the one she usually rode, and it settled down when it smelled her scent.
Yuan Zhao slowly moved back. There was a broken wall at the back of the stable, probably because the horse had kicked it.
She usually leads the horse herself when she rides, and she noticed the damage the first time.
Yuan Zhao pointed to that place and gestured to Huo Yan.
Huo Yan held her hand and kicked the already cracked stone wall with all his strength.
The wall collapsed with a loud bang, raising a cloud of dust. The entire Chaoyuan seemed to have heard the noise.
All the Eagle Guards rushed towards this place.
"Let's go!" Huo Yan pulled Yuan Zhao up and was about to use his Qinggong to take them away.
But just as he was about to leave, Yuan Zhao heard a low, trembling voice coming from behind him.
"princess……"
Her steps suddenly stopped.
Slowly looking back, more and more torches were gathering towards the stable, almost lighting up half the sky.
Through the collapsed wall, Yuan Zhao saw a man kneeling outside the stable with his hands tied.
It's Qingzhi...
The sword on her neck was held by a pair of bony hands.
The owner of those hands even had black bloodstains on half of his white clothes.
He stood there far away, the usual faint smile on his lips gone, and there was only coldness in his eyes.
Like a ghost crawling out of hell.
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