"Besides bearing the responsibility of requesting punishment, what exactly happened? Is it worth it for you to put aside your profound mechanism and personally come to your Mo Bei?"
Xuanyuan Chen, who had been standing quietly beside Xie Qingrong, watched coldly from the sidelines as Xie Qingrong taught Black Turtle without interrupting. Finally, after Xie Qingrong's lesson, he interrupted.
"Subordinate found traces of the Chu Country's princess in the Jiang Prefecture, but when we investigated again, we couldn't find any trace of Gongsun Yan. On the contrary, the Army of Chu soldiers who were outside of Jiang Zhou City suppressed them and retreated. "
"At first, this subordinate thought that something big had happened in the Chu Country. After some investigation, I found out that it was the Crown Prince of Chu that ordered the retreat of troops for a hundred miles, retreating back to the border of the Heavenly Sage."
Xuan Wu earnestly reported with a respectful and solemn expression.
"Have you investigated the true reason for the retreat of the Crown Prince of Chu?" Xie Qingrong asked.
Although the news that Ji Rufeng had brought had shocked them, other than the shock, there were also suspicions.
Now, the Black Turtle had brought the same news, and it was very possible that it was a true retreat. Something must have happened that they did not know about.
However, this matter was of great consequence to the Heavenly Saint.
Black Turtle shook his head and said: "This subordinate has yet to find out the true reason behind the retreat of the Chu Country, and this subordinate has no way of figuring out the real intention behind the retreat of the Crown Prince of Chu. But Chu Country's Prime Minister An Zun's life seems to be at stake, Crown Prince of Chu has been sending people to search for the whereabouts of the Divine Doctor's Hidden God Realm. "
Hearing that An Muxi's life was in danger, Xie Qingrong's heart suddenly thumped, as a vague thought flashed past his mind, but by the time she wanted to capture him, he was already unable to do so.
Xuanyuan Chen frowned, why is An Muxi injured?
That time in the Chu Country, Xuanyuan Chen had also seen Gongsun Heng's attitude towards An Muxi. Given Gongsun Heng's protection of An Muxi, it was impossible for him to injure An Muxi, so just who was the person who could injure An Muxi?
Black Turtle said, "Subordinate has yet to find out who this person is. But this subordinate suspects that it was the princess of Chu Country An Nation. It was inconceivable for the Princess Gongsun to have their army disappear without a trace from the borders of the Heavenly Sage. Your subordinate has sent people to look for clues at the border many times, but to no avail. "
"This subordinate reckoned that the troops that the Princess Gongsun and the Chu Country escorted probably disappeared on their own accord. After all, if they encountered an assassin, they would definitely leave a trail behind. Furthermore, this subordinate even suspects that Chu Country is escorting the troops, but this subordinate is unable to guess what Princess Gongsun is thinking. "
"Let's put aside Gongsun Yan's matter first." Xuanyuan Chen said indifferently, "Is there anything else?"
"Your Highness, this time Wu Huan has gathered two hundred thousand strong army, and is gradually approaching the border of the Mo Bei. This subordinate guessed that if nothing unexpected happens, Wu Huan would arrive here in a day or so. Master, please enlighten me. " Black Turtle clasped his hands together and leaned his head against the edge of his palm.
Xuanyuan Chen tightened his hold on Xie Qingrong's waist, and pulled Xie Qingrong into his embrace, looking at the distant horizon.
He heaved a long sigh. "Finally, it's here."
Even Xie Qingrong was affected by Xuanyuan Chen's emotions. He clenched his hands into fists, hidden behind his sleeves.
The battle between Wu Huan and Mo Bei was about to begin.
The rain got heavier and heavier, the heavy rain seemed like it was going to cover the entire Mo Bei.
He only saw two figures slowly walking through the rain, and in the end, not a single trace was left.
It was the beginning of summer, the battle of Peace City.
The air after the rain was sweet and moist, and even the wet soil had the smell of rain. The warm sunlight scattered all over the land. The branches and leaves on the trees stretched out, looking green and glistening. The water droplets condensed on the leaves fell down with the gentle breeze.
Peace City, on the other hand, was deathly silent.
The barren land was covered in yellow sand, completely unaffected by the heavy rain from yesterday.
Accompanying the billowing yellow sand, the sounds of horse hooves could be heard.
Drum, horn, and roar mixed together.
The violet-gold whip in Xie Qingrong's hands struck fiercely onto the silver armored soldier on the other horse one after another.
One by one, the soldiers fell to the ground. Xie Qingrong's horses stood out among the corpses that littered the ground.
Her brows were low and cold, and her entire body was radiating killing intent and a baleful aura. Not a single person dared to come within three feet of her.
Following her gaze, she saw Xuanyuan Chen's sword pierce fiercely into the soldier's abdomen, and when she pulled out his sword, the sharp sword tip had blood splashing all over his face.
The ruthlessness in his eyes was frightening.
Xie Qingrong almost froze when she saw Xuanyuan Chen's cold expression.
Only when she heard a burst of shouts did she come back to her senses.
The hair on his back stood erect, as if some unforeseen danger was about to occur.
With no time to escape, he leaned his body forward so far that he was almost touching the horse's back.
A sharp arrow suddenly flew past from behind his back. The sharp arrow carried over and cut off a few strands of hair floating in the air.
Xuanyuan Chen had already arrived beside Xie Qingrong. He turned Xie Qingrong's horse around, and his gaze landed on Mo Yun who was in the distance.
A touch of coldness, a touch of ridicule, and two pairs of eyes interweaved in the air.
"A Rong, are you alright?" Xuanyuan Chen took the initiative to retract his gaze and asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Xie Qingrong shook her head, using her free hand to shake Xuanyuan Chen's hand.
The worry and nervousness in Xuanyuan Chen's heart immediately subsided, but his face was still pale white.
What if Xie Qingrong was careless and got shot?
As Xuanyuan Chen thought of this, his heart tightened and fear swept through him. The hand holding Xie Qingrong tightened.
Xuanyuan Chen, who was holding onto the back of his hand, felt some pain. He frowned and whispered: "What's wrong?"
Xuanyuan Chen seemed to have awoken from a dream as his lips grew even paler and he whispered, "A Rong, I'll have Xuanwu bring you to the very back, okay?"
Xie Qingrong frowned, she asked: "Why do you suddenly want me to retreat to the back? "Are you …"
Were you shocked by the scene just now?
But in the end, Xie Qingrong did not speak out her question. She nodded her head obediently, and a path of blood immediately appeared on the other side of the black tortoise, bringing Xie Qingrong to the back.
The horse kept retreating, but Xie Qingrong's eyes were still on him, and Xuanyuan Chen's eyes were already bloodshot.
The scene just now had stimulated Xuanyuan Chen's eyes, venting all the fear and discontent in his heart in this battle.
The long sword met his incredulous eyes, slicing through his throat, causing blood to spurt out three feet.
The bloody scene continued to linger around Xuanyuan Chen.
Because of that, a field of Shura appeared around him, and no one dared to approach him.
Xuanyuan Chen glanced over his shoulder and saw Mo Yun riding on a horse in his direction. A dim light flashed across his scarlet eyes.