“Go see Commander Luo…”
"What's so interesting about him? He's bad luck!" Rong Ning frowned. "Come on... I'll take you to a fun place."
She pulled Rong Yang along and walked towards the back of the mountain.
There is a small gate on the back mountain, from which you can exit Linghua Temple and go directly into the deep mountains.
Rong Ning and Rong Yang ran out hand in hand, ignoring the Imperial Guards standing ramrod straight on both sides.
Luo Chuan was quite something; in just one night, he blocked all the exits, big and small, of Linghua Temple.
The guards were startled when they saw them come out and quickly went to inform Luo Chuan.
They moved quickly; the two of them had only walked a short distance when Luo Chuan hurriedly followed with his men.
He was genuinely scared...
I'm afraid they'll disappear in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, the two ancestors didn't do anything special. They just slowly walked up the narrow path behind the mountain, and it took them nearly half an hour to reach the top.
My field of vision suddenly opened up.
Looking down, there was a sheer cliff.
Seeing that there was no road ahead, Luo Chuan did not follow closely, but stood a few feet away.
Rong Ning pulled Rong Yang to stand on the edge of the cliff. The wind was very strong, whistling in their ears. Looking out, the layered mountains stretched out below them, a unique sight indeed.
But we didn't come here just to see the scenery. Rong Ning leaned close to Rong Yang's ear and whispered, "There's a river below this cliff, and there's a dark cave on the cliff. It's big enough for four or five people to move around in. You can't see it from up there, but you can find it if you jump down. It's perfect for faking your death."
Rong Yang's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at her warily. "A Ning... what do you want to do?"
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