The soldiers exchanged glances, their faces showing disappointment. They had thought they would finally find Song Luo this time, but they had failed again.
Just then, a soldier suddenly said, "Sir, I noticed something unusual at the east gate of the palace. The guards there seem a bit nervous, and there's an unfamiliar carriage parked at the gate."
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Bai Yu's eyes. He immediately ordered his soldiers to go to the east gate to check the situation.
When they arrived at the East Gate, they saw a guard standing nervously at the entrance, his eyes revealing fear and unease. A magnificent carriage was parked at the gate, covered with a thick black cloth, making it appear exceptionally mysterious.
The soldiers immediately surrounded the carriage, trying to remove the black cloth covering it. However, at that moment, a deep and cold voice suddenly came from inside the carriage: "Who dares to touch my carriage!"
The soldiers were stunned for a moment, then realized that it was Song Luo's voice! They immediately drew their weapons and surrounded the carriage.
Bai Yu stepped forward and said coldly, "Song Luo, you really are here. Do you think you can escape my grasp?"
Song Luo, inside the carriage, sneered and said, "Bai Yu, do you think you've won? Let me tell you, this is just the beginning."
The night was as dark as ink, but a fire of rage seemed to ignite in Bai Yu's heart. He gripped his longsword tightly, his figure moving like the wind, and suddenly rushed towards the carriage, intending to pull Song Luo out from within.
However, just as he was about to touch the carriage, it trembled violently like a startled horse, as if driven by a powerful force.
With a soft "whoosh," the carriage shot out like an arrow and disappeared into the night.
Bai Yu stood frozen in place, watching helplessly as Song Luo escaped, his heart filled with a mixture of anger and helplessness, turning into a dark void.
"How dare she mock me like this!" Bai Yu roared, swinging his sword at the tree beside him.
With a loud crack, the tree fell, its branches and leaves flying everywhere. The soldiers, seeing this, all lowered their heads, unable to meet his angry gaze.
Just then, a figure rushed over—it was Xu Yuehuai. Seeing Bai Yu's anger, her heart tightened. Knowing Bai Yu's temper, she knew she had to be careful.
She stepped forward and gently advised, "Bai Yu, please don't get angry. Although Song Luo is cunning, she can't escape her fate. If we seal off the palace, even if she escapes from here, she won't escape our grasp."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yu's anger subsided slightly. He nodded and said in a deep voice, "You're right, we can't let her escape our control. Send the order to strengthen the palace's defenses and find Song Luo's whereabouts at all costs!"
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers obeyed and dispersed to begin a thorough search of the palace and its surroundings. Bai Yu and Xu Yuehuai stood on high ground, overlooking the entire palace, awaiting good news.
As night deepened, the lights in the palace gradually went out. However, the soldiers' search continued. They searched every corner of the palace, looking for Song Luo's whereabouts. Bai Yu and Xu Yuehuai, on the other hand, remained on high ground, silently observing everything.
But no news came for a long time, and the atmosphere became somewhat somber.
Xu Yuehuai said helplessly, "It seems we have to take the initiative and go together to find Song Luo."
"Yes, we can't wait any longer."
Xia Sen, who had just finished dealing with the rebels, also rushed over and nodded in agreement.
Thus, Bai Yu, Xu Yuehuai, and Xia Sen, each leading their own teams, embarked on a journey to find Song Luo in the dim and oppressive royal palace, carrying unwavering faith.
A mysterious atmosphere permeated every corner of the palace, as if every stone brick concealed an ancient secret. They wandered through the long corridors and passed through one empty hall after another, but still could not find any trace of Song Luo.
"Da da da!"
Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps echoed from the depths of the palace. The soldiers immediately became alert, gripping their weapons tightly. They knew that the real challenge was about to begin.
Xu Yuehuai rushed out first, her figure weaving through the palace corridors like a nimble cheetah.
Bai Yu and Xia Sen followed closely behind, their figures appearing and disappearing in the dim light. They passed through a series of long corridors and finally arrived at a spacious hall.
In the center of the hall, a small, thin figure stood with his back to them. A strange sense of tension welled up in the soldiers' hearts, as if an invisible force was pulling them along.
"Song Luo!" Bai Yu shouted, his voice echoing across the surrounding area. His figure rushed towards the figure like lightning, the long sword in his hand gleaming coldly. The soldiers followed closely behind, their footsteps and breathing echoing in the empty hall, creating an eerie rhythm.
Song Luo turned around, a strange smile on her face. Her eyes revealed a provocation and disdain, as if mocking their incompetence. Her figure appeared particularly eerie in the dimly lit hall, seemingly blending into the surrounding darkness.
"Heh, you've finally arrived," Song Luo sneered. Her voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying an eerie rhythm. A sense of foreboding welled up in the soldiers' hearts; they knew this was going to be a difficult battle.
Suddenly, Song Luo moved and launched an attack on Xu Yuehuai. Her movements were swift and unpredictable, as if she could predict Xu Yuehuai's actions.
Xu Yuehuai swung her sword at Song Luo, but Song Luo dodged her attack like a ghost.
"Die! Traitor!"
Seeing this, the soldiers rushed towards Song Luo, trying to subdue her. However, Song Luo was exceptionally agile; like a cunning fox, she skillfully evaded the soldiers' attacks amidst their encirclement.
Seeing this, Bai Yu felt a surge of anger. He flashed behind Song Luo and struck her back with a palm.
"Bang—!"
However, Song Luo seemed to be able to sense his presence and dodged his attack in advance.
"With your skills, how could you possibly be my match?" Song Luo sneered. Her voice was like a cold blade, piercing the soldiers' hearts.
Xu Yuehuai was shocked to see this scene. When did Song Luo become so skilled in martial arts?
Didn't she used to be unable to beat herself?
What exactly happened?
Did she take some kind of magic pill?
"call out--!"
Suddenly, Song Luo whistled, and then many masked assassins surged out from the surroundings.
"Kill them!" Song Luo said coldly.
"yes!"
The assassin, with a cold look in his eyes and a long sword in his hand, suddenly charged forward!
Xu Yuehuai's soldiers were thrown into chaos once again, not expecting so many assassins to arrive.
"How did these people come so quietly? Where did they come from?"
"Why didn't we discover their existence here before?"
"These people are terrifying!"
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