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Wu Chuan had just landed on the ground for a short while when he saw a figure leap lightly down. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was Wei Yi.

However, the thing that shocked Wu Chuan the most was that he was trapped, yet was able to escape. The most important thing was that his body didn't have the slightest crease.

"What are you still standing there for?" A single sentence floated past her ear.

"You …" Wu Chuan didn't even have time to say a word before he was dragged away by Wei Yi.

However, before they could even run three steps, they heard a hubbub in the streets. The people around them all dispersed, fearing that disaster would befall them.

Wangchuan was dragged away by Wei Yi. His hands were ice-cold from the tips of his fingers to the palms of his hands. Although he didn't know what had happened upstairs, it was certain that he had spent a lot of effort to escape.

Now that he was surrounded layer after layer, Forgetfulness looked at Wei Yi and asked, "Thousand years old, who are they?"

Wei Yi shook his head. "I don't know. However, it's clear that this person knows all the actions of our Commander."

With a single sentence, Forgetfulness moved. Naturally, there was a small fry within the manor, but it was someone that even Wei Yi could not detect.

However, Wu Chuan had a feeling that the people in front of him were not the same as the first group of people. However, Wu Chuan had a feeling that the people in front of him were not the same as the first group of people.

"Thousand years, you go first, I'll delay them." As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand in preparation to push Wei Yi away.

Wei Yi instead gripped Forgetfulness tightly. "We don't need you to protect our Regional Commander. Stay by our side and let's go together."

Saying that, he wrapped his arms around Wu Chuan's waist, tapped the ground lightly, and used his Qing Gong to sweep across the group of people.

After which, he heard one of the people in the group shout, "Quickly chase him!" and soon, a black mass of people came pressing down on him.

Wu Chuan knitted his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "A thousand years, those people have followed us!"

Wei Yi could not easily make a move in the middle of the crowd, so he could only take the initiative now. This was definitely not the time to linger on the battlefield, and with so many people surrounding him, Wei Yi did not dare guarantee that he would not succeed in escaping.

These people were all severely trained, probably under the command of "that person".

It was just a grudge that had been brewing for many years, how could he keep it in his heart? He was indeed a petty person.

Forgetfulness had known that Wei Yi's martial arts were formidable from the start, but now, it was the only time that it had been exposed to the crowd.

His feet lightly tapped on the bamboo, and in an instant, bamboo leaves fell from the sky one after another. Forgotten looked towards Wei Yi as he softly said, "Put your arms around our Director General's neck."

His words caused Wangchuan to pause for a moment, before Wei Yi looked at her with his deep and profound eyes. "If I fall down later, I'd probably die without a trace."

After speaking, Wu Chuan quickly wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled the distance between the two of them even closer. Wu Chuan could smell the fragrance of the sandalwood on his body, and it actually made him feel refreshed.

In this way, it wasn't difficult at all for Wu Chuan, because his entire body was being led away by Wei Yi.

Before Wu Chuan could fall into such an enchanting situation, a sharp wind of an arrow passed through his side, taking away his fine hair and directly shooting into the emerald bamboo. With a "pa" sound, the bamboo shoot was broken into two, showing that this person's archery skill was extraordinary.

It was definitely because Wei Yiping had always been too flamboyant that he had incurred quite a few grievances. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been chased and killed like this.