late; the assassins had escaped.The response from Linzi was very quick, and Zheng Shi even skipped many steps and communicated directly with the Right Xiang. However, matters concerning Shen Lin and...Before the earthquake, Zhao Ruocheng was still drinking wine inside his mansion.

He has always been a live-and-let-live kind of guy, resting when he can and being lazy when he wants.

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There is nothing that must be done, and nowhere that must be gone.

Active or passive, all over the world, going round and round, it's also a life.

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He didn't want to make things difficult for himself.

When the wine had reached its peak, the people were already tipsy.

Uncle Deng suddenly appeared, grabbing his hand: "Something's wrong, Fenglin City is doomed, we have to leave immediately!"

Boom!

The sound of cracking earth exploded at this moment.

“Wait!” Zhao Rucheng jolted awake, his wine-induced stupor vanishing in an instant. He would never doubt Deng Shu’s judgment, nor did he have time to ask about the reason or the matter at hand. He immediately said, “Go to Mingde Hall and fetch An An!”

Jiang Wang and Ling He both have a certain degree of self-defense ability, only Jiang An'an is still a child, the most dangerous.

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Uncle Deng didn't waste any time, grabbing Zhao Rucheng and crashing through the roof directly, like a long rainbow across the sky. They landed in the Mingde Hall.

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With a slight glance, he lifted Zhao Ru Cheng once more and shot into the sky. "The little girl is gone."

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“Save Jiang Wang! Save Ling He!” Zhao Ru Cheng struggled in the air.

“The disaster came too suddenly, I don't know what happened. But I can feel it, this is just the beginning. When the real danger arrives, not even I can protect you.” Deng Shu’s voice cut through the howling wind, reaching his ears: “It’s too late.”

The earth cracked open below, and houses crumbled.

From this height, the fleeing, falling, dying people look as small as ants.

Zhao Ruocheng could feel the steel-like strength in Deng Shu's hand, that hand grasped him and vanished in an instant.

He can't do anything.

Can't do anything.

The wind was so strong it stung my eyes and brought tears to my face.

In the city wall.

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The cultivators, of course, would be more aware of the danger than ordinary people.

The secluded, chanting, and preaching all became chaotic at once. Figures were leaping about in disarray everywhere.

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A classmate pulled him: "Run away, Linghe!"

Someone is shouting: "Retreat to the city limits! Let those who are useful remain!"

Some people are also shouting: "Everyone, quickly go and save people! We cultivators..."

"Who to save I can't even save myself!"

The dean and vice deans were all absent. Besides them, only Xiao Tie Mian had the prestige to command the respect of all the disciples in the hospital, but he was also nowhere to be seen at this time.

The entire city's academy was in disarray, with factions vying for power and chaos reigning supreme.

Ling He leaped up and stood atop the head of the Daozu statue.

He had always been a stickler for rules and propriety, never straying from the path. Yet now, in his desperation, he stepped onto the head of the Taoist ancestor statue, completely disregarding the sacrilege of his actions and the potential punishment it might bring.

“Our lives are long lives!”

He shouted, "We've trained in the City Temple, bathed in glory! Do we trample it underfoot, abandon it behind us, or reach out and grasp it The choice is yours!"

After saying that, he did not stay.

He climbed over the wall and leaped across roofs, rushing toward the Mingde Hall at top speed.

In the city of Sanshan, within the City Lord's Mansion.

Dou Yuemei sat quietly, saying nothing.

It has to be said that Bai Gu Dao was well-prepared, the entire Fenglin City domain was turned upside down. However, once they left Fenglin City domain, it was calm and peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

All chaos and disaster are confined within the Maple Forest territory.

The outside world knows nothing.

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The state of non-birth and non-death appears as a massive dome, encompassing everything it's going to destroy within it.

However, for Dou Yuemei, who possessed the divine ability to move mountains, the tremors of the earth dragon's upheaval and the earth-shattering collapse were impossible to conceal.

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It's too far to Fenglin City, and as the city lord of Sanshan, it's unlikely she would leave her domain in such a dangerous time.

But the tremor of Flying Peak was clearly reflected in her divine seed.

A master of earth-moving techniques can't be unaware of mountain affairs.

However, she could sense more clearly that outside of Sanshan City, there were more than five cultivators of the Tenglong Realm among the Bai Gu Dao people guarding it.

The other party's whereabouts were completely undisguised.

This is naked intimidation. The White Bone Path made its stance clear, willing to have five Tenglong Realm experts accompany her to guard the place.

This way, no matter what happened, she could explain to Zhuang Ting.

Of course, these skeleton-faced individuals were no match for her. But it wouldn't be difficult to hold her back for a while.

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And besides, wasn't it her wish for Mount Feilai to be overturned

What grand scheme, what lofty promises of the future, could truly compare to the living people under her rule, to the wishes of her departed husband

She was heartbroken by Zhuang Ting.

Her father, husband, and brothers all died fighting for the state of Zhuang.

What other reason does Zhuang Ting have to let another widow struggle so hard

"Send the order down," Dou Yuemei said. "Close the city gates!"

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The leader whispered, "Lord Mayor, outside..."

“If there were any major matters, the imperial court would have sent an order. Since we haven't received one, it means there's nothing important.” Dou Yuemei said nonchalantly, “We are simply staying put. That doesn't constitute disobedience.”

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"...Yes!"

In the midst of the roaring, the gates of Sān Shān City shut tightly.

In the city of Fenglin, within the City Lord's Mansion, Wei Qijie once again stood up.

Throughout his life, he had only one thing in his eyes: achievement. He only looked ahead at the path before him.

I gave up a lot of things to get where I am today.

But whatever the case, there was no choice today.

This is his city.

This is his honor, his medal.

...it is the proof of his lifelong struggle.

If Fenglin City is gone, what meaning does it hold for all that he sacrificed His wife, his comrades, his son... Everything he gave up.

He had already prepared to dedicate his whole life to it.

Old death maple forest city is a kind of delivery.

> Dying in battle is not necessarily a bad thing.

Lu Yan, the White Bone Dao master, is an ancient demon. Compared to Elder Ou Yang Lie, the head elder of the White Bone Dao, his reputation may not be as widespread.

However, only those who have truly come into contact with it know the terror of those ghostly eyes.

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The outer palace is anchored to the four star realms, attracting starlight from the nine heavens. With every gesture, it wields the might of the celestial realm.

Especially facing someone as powerful as Lu Yan.

Wei Qiji had been operating in Fenglin City for so long before finally connecting with the Nine Heavens Gangfeng, only to be scattered by them.

He ignited three red flares in a row, but the entire Maple Forest City was enveloped by the grand formation. The message simply couldn't get out.

At this moment, he could only hope that the neighboring city would realize the danger in Fenglin City's territory in time, come to help fight, and contact Zhuang Ting.

This attack was unexpected; there wasn't even a hint of foreshadowing before it happened.

There is no doubt he has lost control of Maple City, but this is not the time to consider that.

He must hold back his opponent.

In any case.

All costs are spared.

Swallowing his blood, he noticed a young monk approaching.

At a glance, he naturally recognized Zhang Linchuan, the talented young man from Chengdao Academy.

“Zhang Linchuan, this is none of your business!”

Wei Qiji directly and forcefully said, "Go to the military camp outside the city and contact General Fang Da Huzi, asking him to disperse his troops and search for the source of trouble!"

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"Lord Mayor, how will we know unless we try" Zhang Linchuan said as he walked.

Wei quickly rose to his feet, staring intently at Lu Yan in the air.

He just tossed his voice behind him: "That's more like something Dong would say, you're still too green! Get out of town!"

Although Dong'a had yet to appear, Wei Qiji was certain that someone like Dong'a would not abandon the city.

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