Xu Ziling knew that if his Master Anne was here, he might not really be afraid of these five people or there might be more people secretly there, but it was a pity that a month ago, he and Shi Qingxuan had already fought in Shuzhong

His little master Anne was separated, and now he didn't know where she was.

"Lead the way!"

Xu Ziling sighed softly and gave up resistance completely. He had no choice but to hand over his sword to Monk Liao Kong who took a step forward again and stretched out his hand, gesturing for him to lead the way.

"Amitabha……"

"Almsgiver Xu."

"please!"

That was empty. He just took Xu Ziling's sword with one hand, then slung it behind his back and pointed to the side with the other hand.

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In this way, under the leadership of Monk Liao Kong, and escorted by the four great saint monks such as Cihang Jingzhai and the most luxurious master lineup in Buddhism, Xu Ziling and several great monks and a group of six people walked silently in the snow.

He walked silently in a certain direction, leaving only a black footprint on the white land covered with a layer of snow.

But soon!

As the snow became heavier and heavier, it didn't take long for the footprints, like the six of them, to completely disappear into the ice and snow, and there was no trace anymore.

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Chapter completed!