When Qin Xianglan heard this, her pretty face instantly turned red, like the sunset in the sky. She lowered her head and avoided Ling Xiao's sharp gaze, with a hint of guilt and embarrassment in her voice:

"You are right. At that critical moment that decided the fate of the Dazhen Dynasty, the ancestors of the Four Kings chose to remain calm for various considerations. Instead, the chivalrous men from Zhaixing Tower and the Magic Tower resolutely went to the battlefield regardless of their own safety and extended a helping hand.

However, you also saw that after this battle, Zhaixing Tower was seriously injured and now it was extremely weak. There was only one Zhaixing Tower owner who could barely support the storefront. There was also the Magic Tower, which was almost destroyed in that battle, and now it was even more Diaoling, and there was only a Jiang Yuyan who had some ability to gain a foothold in this troubled world."

Qin Xianglan said, sighing softly, feeling heartbroken at the sects that sacrificed for justice.

"A good person does not deserve his life, and the disaster will last for thousands of years!" Ling Xiao sneered, and the laughter was filled with indignation for the injustice of the world.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if he could see through all the darkness in this world: "But you must know that the cycle of cause and effect is unhappy. They cannot escape the arrangement of fate. Sooner or later, the Four Kings will have to pay a heavy price for their inaction back then, and the Holy Church will be punished by God for their shameless behavior."

When Ling Xiao said this, his tone was firm and full of firm belief, as if he was the judge of the fate.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao frowned suddenly, as if he was blown by a cold wind. His eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle, and his muscles tensed up, emitting a strong sense of vigilance: "Someone is here! Very strong!" His voice was low and rapid, as if conveying an upcoming crisis to Qin Xianglan.

Almost at the same moment, Ling Xiao suddenly stretched out his hand without thinking and grabbed Qin Xianglan's arm tightly. His palms were strong and firm, as if he wanted to protect Qin Xianglan behind him. Then, he muttered something and activated the teleportation array arranged in advance.

In an instant, the light flashed, and the figures of the two gradually blurred in a ray of light, and finally disappeared into the room, leaving only the empty bed and swaying candlelight, as if telling what had just happened.

At the same time, with a loud "bang", the door of the room was pushed open by a powerful force.

A burst of dust flew, and three figures appeared at the door. The leader was a white-haired old man wearing a Taoist robe and fairy-like Taoist robe, but his eyes were filled with an unpredictable depth.

Behind him were two middle-aged men. They were tall and burly, with a torch-like look, and a powerful aura on their bodies. You can tell at first glance that they are not ordinary people. The strength of these three people is at least not inferior to Yue Xue, and they are even better.

"When did Xuantian Temple get mixed with the Holy Hall?" At some point, Yue Xue appeared quietly. She was wearing a black outfit, with a tall figure, and her eyes were cold and disdainful. She looked at the old man coldly, her tone was full of irony.

Yue Xue's appearance was like a cold light, instantly making the atmosphere in the whole room even more tense.

Seeing this, the old man smiled calmly. The smile seemed kind, but it made people feel that there was a secret.

"Our Xuantian Temple owes some favors to the Holy Temple. Now that they ask for it, it is hard for us to refuse." The old man's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the ancient times.

"But don't worry, we, Xuantian Temple, are not interested in that treasure. I came here this time just to help find someone." The old man said, narrowing his eyes slightly and his eyes scanned around the room, as if he was looking for some clues.

"Tianwuzi, that boy ran away?" A tall middle-aged man with a torched look on his face, a little cold on his tone, a hint of unwillingness and anger in his tone, and he asked Tianwuzi coldly.

His broad shoulders seemed to be able to carry a heavy burden, but at this moment he trembled slightly as the target escaped, showing his inner resentment.

"Yes, Brother Jiehuo, he ran away!" Tian Wuzi sighed helplessly, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little deeper, like the gullies engraved by time.

He shook his head gently, his eyes full of confusion and regret, "It seems that he discovered us in advance. This kid's vigilance is beyond imagination." As Tian Wuko said, he looked up at the window, as if he wanted to find Ling Xiao's departure from the endless night.

Jiehuo was wearing a fiery red cloak. The bright red red looked like burning flames, which looked particularly eye-catching in the dim room, completely different from the clothes worn by ordinary sacred warriors. At this time, his face was as gloomy as the sky before the storm came, as dark as if water could drip out.

He looked at Yue Xue coldly, his eyes full of doubt and scrutiny, as if a sharp knife was about to see through Yue Xue, and asked, "Did you inform them?" The sound of biting fire was low and cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, with a hint of chill.

When Yue Xue heard this, she couldn't help but sneer. The laughter was crisp and sharp, echoing in the room, as if it was a mockery of the unreasonable speculation of biting fire.

She raised her chin slightly, her eyes were full of arrogance and disdain, and said, "You look up to me. Although I am as strong as you, it is impossible to detect Tianwuzi's tracking technique. Tianwuzi's tracking technique is unique in the world. If I can really easily see through it, it will be useless for many years of cultivation and reputation."

Yue Xue said, narrowing her eyes slightly, her eyes swept across Tian Wuzi, as if she was proving to Jiehuo that what she said was not false.

"This kid is not simple!" Tian Wuzi sighed with emotion, with a hint of admiration on his face. He slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling all the rumors related to Ling Xiao.

"I heard about his rumors before, and I felt that it was a bit too much and I looked down upon him, but now it seems that this kid is indeed qualified to be looked down upon. It is not something that ordinary people can do to detect in advance under such strict tracking that we can still escape calmly."

As Tian Wuzi said, he gently stroked his beard, and the light of thinking flashed in his eyes.

Jiehuo sneered, his smile full of cruelty and determination, as if he was declaring Ling Xiao his destiny: "No matter how powerful he is, he will definitely die this time."

Jiehuo clenched his fists, and the joints turned white due to the force. "Please trouble Tianwuzi, continue to track them! I believe that with your means, there will be a way to find the trace of that boy." Jiehuo said, while throwing a firm look at Tianwuzi, as if putting invisible pressure on him.
Chapter completed!