Yu Ying cleverly escaped, like a cunning fox that always finds a way to escape from the hunter's pursuit.
It now seems necessary to break free from existing limitations, boldly expand the search area, and re-plan a meticulous strategy.
Only by finding a new path and a new breakthrough can we have a chance to uncover the mysterious true face of Yu Ying.
Thinking of this, Qin Qianluo couldn't help but sigh deeply. The sigh was long and heavy, as if it carried endless helplessness and confusion.
She pondered to herself when and where she had offended this Jade Shadow, which had led the other party to target her so meticulously and unscrupulously.
What kind of unknown and complicated entanglement exists between me and Yu Ying?
All of this weighed heavily on her heart like a boulder, making her feel incredibly burdened and oppressed.
When Yao Guang heard Qin Qianluo's worried sigh, her heart tightened as if it had been gripped by an invisible hand, causing a sharp pain.
Without hesitation, she took a step forward, her movements swift and urgent, her eyes filled with concern and determination.
She said softly, "Master, do not worry, that Jade Shadow is no match for me."
As she spoke, she puffed out her chest slightly, her face beaming with a confident smile, and her eyes sparkling with self-assurance.
She exuded an aura of fearlessness, as if as long as she was there, Yu Ying was like a paper tiger, nothing to be afraid of.
Qin Qianlu gazed at Yaoguang with gentle eyes, the warmth flowing in her eyes like the warm spring sun, soft yet full of power, making one feel as if bathed in a spring breeze.
A warm smile appeared on her lips, dispelling the slight chill in the surrounding air.
As if silently conveying affirmation and reassurance to Yao Guang, it then nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
She knew in her heart that Yao Guang was genuinely worried about her, and this affection was like a warm fire in winter, making her feel very warm.
However, what she was worried about was not her own safety, but the well-being of all the people.
Recalling all the things Yu Ying did, each one of which resulted in the deaths of countless innocent people, the bloody scenes seemed to be right before my eyes, causing me immense grief and indignation.
The terrified faces and desperate cries of the people, those tragic scenes, constantly tugged at her heartstrings.
Like sharp blades, they mercilessly pierced her soul.
The people were displaced, their families were destroyed, and children lost their parents and could only cry helplessly in the streets.
The elderly, having lost their support, shivered in the cold wind. How could she pretend not to see such a human tragedy?
Qin Qianlu looked around and found that she could not find any useful clues in the thatched hut.
Some miscellaneous items were scattered haphazardly on the ground, the tables and chairs were crooked, and the walls looked particularly mottled in the dim light, exuding an atmosphere of old age and decay.
As if recounting the vicissitudes of the past, she raised her hand and gently patted Yao Guang's shoulder, the movement gentle yet soothing, indicating that they should leave together.
The two walked quickly, their shadows stretched long in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a silhouette, and soon returned to the general's mansion.
Upon entering the mansion, Qin Qianluo sat in the hall, her expression solemn, quietly waiting for Lin Fu's return.
The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat oppressive, as if the air itself had solidified, making one feel suffocated.
Her fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the table, making rhythmic sounds, each tap seeming to question the truth, or perhaps to cheer herself up.
She hoped that Lin Fu would make a breakthrough discovery, bringing a glimmer of hope to uncover Yu Ying's true identity and dispel the fog of mystery as soon as possible.
After all, every moment of delay increases the danger to the people; time is of the essence, and there is no room for complacency.
Meanwhile, in the mysterious and luxurious Linglong Pavilion within Youzhou, Qimeng leaned back lazily in her chair, her posture elegant yet somewhat nonchalant.
She wore a gorgeous black dress, the hem of which spread out on the ground like the tide of the night.
The gold threads embroidered on it shimmered faintly in the candlelight, like stars in the night sky, making her appear even more mysterious and noble.
She listened calmly to her subordinates' reports, but her eyes kept wandering into the distance, as if she were pondering something far more profound, or as if she were waiting for the perfect opportunity.
As soon as her subordinate finished speaking, she slightly curled the corners of her lips into a half-smile, a smile that held no warmth whatsoever.
His eyes suddenly turned icy cold, like a cold arrow in the night, capable of piercing the heart instantly and sending chills down one's spine.
She slowly rose to her feet, her figure tall and upright, exuding an innate majesty with every gesture, as if the whole world was under her control.
She looked up and gazed towards the border of Tianxuan, where the night shrouded everything in a hazy mist, as if concealing endless secrets, or as if beckoning her to uncover them.
After a moment of silence, she coldly spat out between her teeth: "Let's go, back to Tianxuan."
As soon as she finished speaking, she flashed away, her movements as fast as lightning, and disappeared from the sight of her subordinates in the blink of an eye.
The subordinates looked at each other, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes, and then they turned and left quickly.
They knew that their master's style of doing things was always mysterious and unpredictable. They only needed to obey orders and did not need to ask any questions. Any unnecessary speculation could bring unexpected consequences.
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