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At the bottom of the Flying Tiger Ridge, a blurry shadow rapidly dashed up the mountain. His feet did not touch the ground and only lightly tapped on the leaves. No footsteps could be heard, only the rustling of leaves.

Suddenly, the black shadow stopped galloping and stopped under a tree.

The tip of his foot lightly touched the ground as his body moved like a butterfly. With a few jumps, he landed on top of an ancient tree not far away and looked toward the top of the Flying Tiger Ridge.

This was a middle-aged man with an appearance that couldn't be more ordinary. If it was in the crowd, no one would notice, and his eyes were slightly sinister.

A faint spiritual will fluctuation came out from between his eyebrows and spread out like a tide, scanning the surroundings.

In just a few breaths of time, he felt a sharp pain between his brows and a dizziness came over him. He quickly withdrew his spiritual will.

Divine will was not something that could be released without restriction, as it was closely related to a martial artist's spiritual force strength.

A martial practitioner with powerful mind energy would not only have a long time to release it, but also a wide range of it. The weaker ones would barely be able to release it. If they didn't take it back, it could cause their mind energy to dry up.

This middle-aged man was one of the many black clothed guards of the Marquis of Wen Yuan's residence. His cultivation wasn't obtained through bitter cultivation.

It was the power gained by consuming elixirs and using secret techniques that cost one's lifespan. Without training, one's mental strength naturally wouldn't be that strong.

The middle-aged man rubbed his painful forehead, and a bitter smile appeared on his stiff face, but his dark eyes were filled with doubt.

"What happened? Why aren't the Flying Tiger Gang's sentries around? And who's spying on me? " The middle-aged man frowned as he slowly spoke with an incomparably hoarse voice.

As a member of the black clothed guard of the Marquis Wen Yuan's manor, most of the things he did were matters that could not be exposed to the light and could threaten his life at any time. His perception was not ordinary.

Just now, he had already felt that someone was spying on him, so he didn't think it was strange at the start. After all, this place wasn't far from the Flying Tiger Pirates' lair. It was filled with Flying Tiger Pirates' sentries.

However, what made him feel that something was amiss was that the prying had always been there, as if the prying had always been alone.

Only then did he feel that something was wrong. He stopped and used his spiritual will to investigate, but he did not find the shadow of the Flying Tiger Thief.

"Am I mistaken?" The middle-aged man frowned and comforted himself, "It must be so. The guards are not here and they are neglecting their duty.

It must be because he went out again today and snatched away all the women, and went to play around with them. How can this be okay, I have to warn him, recently the royal family has been keeping a close eye on him. "

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, and his eyes became ice-cold. "I hope they have gained something! Otherwise, if the young duke blames me, it'll be hard for me to keep my little life … "

At this point, the middle-aged man's eyes revealed a hint of fear as his voice became ice-cold. A faint killing intent began to emanate from his body, "If there is no harvest, then this Flying Tiger Pirates will no longer exist."

The middle-aged man let out a sigh as he circulated his Qi around his body. As he flew up the mountain, all that could be seen was a blurry shadow.

Flying Tiger Ridge.

Looking at the speeding black shadow, Ling Yun's eyes were calm. The moment the man stopped to look around, his eyes flashed with surprise, "As expected of the black clothed guard, his perception is not bad, but too bad, you can't escape death!"

He sighed lightly in his heart. The spirit bodies of these black clothed guards all had the imprint of the Mansion of Wen Yuan, if not he could subdue them for his own use.

He did have the means to destroy the brand, but that would definitely alert the enemy, and the gains would not make up for the losses. It was not worth it.