“Not far, even very close.”

After the saint said this, she ended the topic and went to the door with her men.

Elder Ji took a few steps and suddenly stopped.

The disciple asked, "Elder Ji, what's wrong with you?"

Elder Ji said, "The medicine pavilion is not far from the Qionghua Palace. They rushed over when they heard the noise. They are not that slow."

The disciple panicked: "Then shouldn't we——"

Elder Ji snorted coldly, "It doesn't matter. I was just a cold-eyed observer. If she wants to suspect me, she must have evidence. She went to catch the assassin herself, which is the most bizarre thing."

The disciple agreed and said, "Yes, she was injured a few days ago."

The Qionghua Palace was in chaos. Except for Elder Ji and two elders who were in retreat, all the other elders came.

But tonight's assassins either escaped or died, and not a single one was left alive.

It was useless for the elders to stay here, so they told their disciples to clean up the scene carefully and then went back.

Wei Ting and Gui Bu disguised themselves as disciples of the Holy Maiden Palace and sneaked into the Qionghua Palace.

The people in the secret room had long disappeared. In this case, there was nothing to hide. The disciples who had not been qualified to get close in the past were also called over to move the stones.

The night was too dark, there were too many people and it was too chaotic. The scene was gray, and the two of them bent their bodies deliberately, so they didn't give themselves away for a while.

The damage in the secret room was also very severe, and the two men went in to move the broken tables, chairs and benches.

Wei Ting noticed the marked box, which was the one he and his elder brother transported. It was heavier than the other boxes.

Everyone was busy with their own things and no one was paying attention to him.

He calmly opened the lid of the box a crack and found a suit of armor inside.

He winked at Gui Bu.

Gui Bu walked over and looked inside.

He asked quietly, "Did you find anything wrong, brother?"

Gui Bu: "The armor looks familiar."

Wei Ting said: "It is exactly the same as my father's armor."

The only difference is that Wei Xu’s armor is gold, while this one is silver.

How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

The identity of that person is about to be revealed.

Wei Ting whispered, "The Saint went out, saying she was going to catch an assassin. In my opinion, it's probably——"

Gui Bu nodded.

The two brothers exchanged glances, picked up a broken table, and retreated without leaving a trace.

But just as he passed the bed, Wei Ting stepped on something.

He moved his foot away.

It turned out to be a small talisman.

…

The Saint took Elder Lu and others out of the Saint's Palace.

The direction they escaped in is easy to guess.

First of all, I didn’t exit through the main entrance.

Secondly, the Holy Maiden Palace was heavily guarded, and only the Snow Silk in the northeast corner was damaged.

It was destroyed by the assassin tonight, but it also gave that person a chance to escape.

The saint blew a bone whistle and summoned a falcon.

This is an eagle trained by the saint herself, and it has powerful tracking abilities.

The falcon flapped its wings and flew into the night sky.

…

On the deserted streets.

Wei Xu gradually lost his strength.

He knelt on one knee, his head aching as if it was about to explode.

Wei Xiyue opened the jar and found that all the walnuts had been eaten.

She whispered, "Grandpa."

Someone is chasing after me.

But they were not from the Holy Maiden Palace, but the assassins.

He stood up and hid the four children under an abandoned cart on the side of the road.

He turned around, and his bloodthirsty eyes returned to normal in an instant.

The dust on the ground flew up, the window frames around were shaking, and the tiles on the eaves seemed unable to withstand the huge internal force and fell down piece by piece.

Everyone subconsciously took a step back.

A chill ran through their hearts.

The leader said bravely: "He has already exhausted his physical strength. He won't be able to hold on for much longer. We can kill him if we exhaust his strength!"

That's right, they don't have to fight him for real. They can easily kill him by just surrounding him and constantly consuming his fighting power.

Unfortunately, they underestimated Wei Xu's fighting ability.

They just wanted to surround him and use fake moves, but Wei Xu punched them one by one, and each punch hit the flesh and each move was fatal.

If this continues, who knows if he will be exhausted to death, and they will be wiped out.

At this time, the leader noticed the child hidden under the broken car.

He moved toward the child calmly.

Just as he reached out to grab the little girl, a hand as cold as a skull grabbed the back of his head and dragged him over, blocking the children's view with his tall body.

Then he threw the man to the ground and crushed his skull with one palm!

The brain mixed with blood was scattered all over the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

In the end, none of the twelve top assassins escaped, and none survived.

Wei Xu stretched to his limit and fell face down to the ground.

A falcon circled high in the sky, screamed, and flapped its wings to fly away.

The saint looked at the eagle flying back and knew that it had found Wei Xu.

She hurriedly used her Qinggong skills to catch up.

But when she arrived at the scene, she was still a step too late.

There was only a corpse on the ground, and Wei Xu was nowhere to be seen.

Envoy Lu looked at the bloody and horrific scene, and his heart was shaken: "Did he do all this?"

So many masters——

"It's him." said the saint.

Envoy Lu was so shocked that he was speechless.

That person had just woken up, but he was already so terrifying. If he could regain his peak combat power, who in the world could be his opponent? The falcon hovering in the sky suddenly screamed.

The saint's eyes moved: "There is a carriage!"

She stepped on tiptoe, flew into the air, and blocked the carriage's path.

"Whoa--" the coachman hurriedly stopped the carriage.

The saint looked at the lantern hanging on the carriage, on which was written a big word "Cheng".

She asked, "Who is from the Cheng family?"

She was wearing a veil when she came out, revealing only a pair of icy eyes.

She was not wearing any saint's attire and looked like an ordinary disciple of the Saint's Temple.

"Young lady, they are from the Holy Maiden Palace." The coachman turned his head and said to the curtain.

"Got it." Su Xiaoxiao pushed open the side window and leaned out to look at the Saint. "Why did the Saint stop my carriage?"

The saint looked at Su Xiaoxiao deeply.

Sitting in the Cheng family's carriage, the driver called her "Young Miss", but she had never seen one before.

The Saint has been busy with that man's affairs these days and has not had time to take care of the Cheng family's affairs, but that doesn't mean she knows nothing about it.

She had already guessed who Su Xiaoxiao was.

But she had no intention of recognizing the other party.

Her eyes swept over the driver's feet.

There were a few drops of blood that had not yet dried.

The driver seemed to have noticed her gaze, and stepped on her with his foot to cover up the truth.

She retracted her gaze and said calmly, "Let the people in the carriage come out."

Su Xiaoxiao asked: "Why should I come out?"

The Saint said coldly: "It's not you, it's that man!"

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed: "I don't understand what you said? I'm warning you, I'm a member of the Cheng family, the Saint is my aunt, it doesn't matter if you offend me, but if my aunt blames you, you'll be in big trouble!"

The Saint didn't waste time talking to her. She used her Qinggong to step onto the carriage and suddenly opened the curtain!

(End of this chapter)