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Ah Zhu urged quietly, "Sir, stop looking and go."
Hua Yanyue looked at the majestic and magnificent imperial palace with a look of reluctance in her eyes.
"Azhu, if you leave now, you won't know when you can see His Highness again."
Ah Zhu replied, "It won't be long. The young master has already laid out the plan. We just need to go back and close the net. Besides... Fan Yunxiang is dead. Once she dies, the people in the dark will get the news and will definitely try to stop us from returning. We can't stay any longer."
Hua Yanyue said, "I know, I just can't bear to leave Your Highness."
Ah Zhu said anxiously, "What's the big deal? If you can get your identity back, you can do whatever you want. What's the big deal about being apart for a while?"
Hua Yanyue's eyes darkened as she heard this, and she murmured softly, "Yes, only then will I be worthy of His Highness."
"Master, the people in the dark are surrounding us. It's time to leave."
A man in black clothes and a black face spoke with a cold voice.
Hua Yanyue glanced at the palace, then jumped onto her horse with a devilish smile on her lips. "Then let's go back. If anyone dares to stop me, I'll kill them."
"Yes! We will follow our master till death!"
The forty-nine assassins following behind him spoke at the same time.
As soon as they finished speaking, they all jumped on their horses.
Ah Zhu, who seemed extremely weak in the eyes of outsiders, also flew up and sat on the horse. His temperament seemed to have undergone a drastic change, becoming cold and captivating.
No one knows that Ah Zhu, who is extremely weak in the eyes of outsiders, is actually the leader of the forty-nine death warriors. His kung fu is unfathomable, and he is a master of both medicine and poison. He is also proficient in martial arts disguise and various deadly killing techniques. He is also Hua Yanyue's most loyal guard.
"drive!"
With a loud shout, a rider on a white horse galloped out, followed closely by dozens of figures.
Horse hooves kicked up smoke as they galloped through the night, and figures rode past at high speed.
Hua Yanyue turned around and took one last look behind her, her eyes filled with deep nostalgia and reluctance.
Your Highness...wait for me.
He withdrew his gaze and looked forward firmly.
Soon the group of people disappeared.
Not long after, hundreds of men in black, riding on fast horses, chased in the direction Hua Yanyue left.
But before he had gone far, he was stopped by a figure.
There were two people standing behind her, one with dark skin and the other with white skin, their appearances were particularly distinct.
The one with white skin is Qingxuan.
The one with black skin is the goshawk.
"I am Goshawk, the Right Guard of His Highness. His Highness has said that this is the territory of the Imperial City and fighting is prohibited. Everyone... please dismount."
Goshawk smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and gestured, his attitude was gentle and polite, but his words carried an unquestionable tough attitude.
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