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The city gate guard was dumbfounded when he saw this!

Why did a priest from Shentai Palace suddenly appear? He also called him by name to close the city gate.

He took a closer look and saw that the person's clothes were actually genuine Shentai Palace divine robes, and he was definitely not an impostor!

The city gate guard was suspicious, wondering if there was really something wrong with these young men and women dressed as gangsters?

However, the city gate had been open for a long time in order to send off the dowry convoy from Princess An Ning's house. At such a close distance, even if he wanted to close the door in accordance with the order, it was too late!

The old city gatekeeper panicked, and several city gatekeepers who heard the commotion looked at each other in shock.

".Sir! This? It's too late!"

The visitor seemed to know that he couldn't be counted on!

His eyes immediately focused on Han Changsheng, who was the worst in Qinggong.

Immediately, he kicked lightly with his toes, and a sharp piece of gravel flew out from the ground, hitting the ankle of Han Changsheng who was falling at the back!

"——Oh my God!"

Han Changsheng was hit in response!

His foot slipped and he was about to fall!

Once he falls down, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep up.

Bo Xi, who was two steps in front of him, heard the sound and moved. He turned around and frowned, grabbing his arm to prevent him from falling into the mud!

Although Han Changsheng avoided falling and falling alone, Bo Xi's pace was hindered by him, and the two of them fell behind.

Xie Zhao and Ling You in front heard the noise and had to stop together.

"Tsk, are you so unlucky?"

Xie Zhao sighed slightly and laughed at himself with a wry smile.

Last year, she committed Tai Sui. In front of Nanxu, Yu Wenxin and Li Pinglan, it was fine that she was caught frequently and her identity was discovered.

Why is it that a year has passed, and five years have passed since Jing'an, and her bad luck has not ended yet?

He was actually blocked by Lushangniao!

In fact, if she wanted to escape with Xie Zhao's "Return to Buddha Tanxue" Qinggong movement, then naturally no one would be able to keep her.

However, even though her "Return to Buddha Tanxue" is rarely seen in the world, it can never be hidden from the "people around her" Lu Shangque;

Secondly, she can't leave her companions and run away alone. Apart from her, every one of the people here can be stopped with the strength of Lu Shangque who is half a step into the void realm!

Even Ling You, who is in the Holy King Xuan Realm, is no exception!

Xie Zhao thought for a moment, smiled bitterly, and decided not to run away again.

She did not turn around, but turned her head softly and said to the three children behind her:

"You go first."

what?

Several people frowned almost simultaneously.

Why let them leave first?

Although they didn't know who the "pursuing soldiers" behind them were in the Shentai Palace, it was not difficult to feel the subtlety of the atmosphere at this time.

Even Ling He couldn't tell whether the martial arts level of the "priest" behind him was real or false. How could they safely walk away and leave Xie Zhao alone to cut off the queen?

Didn’t Xie Zhao have no quarrel with Nan Xu, the high priest of Shentai Palace?

Why would the people from Shentai Palace interfere at this time?

Xie Zhao saw their scruples and just shook his head to urge.

"I know what's going on, let's go."

Seeing that several people were still hesitating, she whispered: "See you later in the dense forest fifty miles away from the city. Don't worry, if you leave, no one will be able to stop me."

Ling or his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his stern eyes were fixed on the young man wearing the clothes of a priest of the Shentai Palace.

In fact, he had vaguely guessed Lu Shangque's identity, but he was not sure.

After all, there were only a handful of Shentai Palace priests whose martial arts realm was above Ling or even he could not see through the profound internal strength.

It's just that the man's expression at this time didn't look like he had a grudge against Xie Zhao or even stabbed her with a fatal sword. Instead, he looked like he cared about Xie Zhao very much?

Did he guess wrong? Isn't this person "Golden Platform"?

Ling You couldn't understand anymore. He then thought about the master of Shentai Palace, Ruyun. He couldn't tell that this person was not the "Golden Platform". He immediately turned his head and didn't look any further.

He whispered: "Be careful and don't underestimate the enemy. We are waiting for you outside the city."

Xie Zhao nodded and watched the people who turned around frequently leave.

When their figures completely disappeared on the official road outside the city gate, she finally turned around.

Xie Zhao's cold, dusty eyebrows and eyes calmly stared at the man behind him who had not moved and had been looking at her for who knows how long.

"Long time no see." Lu Shangque's pursed lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were hot.

Until this moment, until the face in front of him that he had always dreamed about and had only appeared in his dreams for two years, now really appeared in front of him;

Until I heard her calm and calm tone of voice, as if nothing had happened, saying "Long time no see"...

Only then did Lu Shangque realize that his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"temple"

He suddenly closed his mouth.

After all, it was estimated that there were many people talking at the gate of the city, so he swallowed back the title that he almost blurted out in time.

It's just that his tone was hoarse, almost unlike his original voice.

"It's really you. I knew I wouldn't admit it was you last night."

Xie Zhao turned his head and interrupted him lightly:

"This is not the place to talk. Let's get out of the city."

Then he held the sword, leaving him with a lonely figure behind him.

Lushangque was slightly startled when he heard the sound, then subconsciously nodded and started to follow up.

However, the city gate guard was confused by this, and he couldn't help asking Qiqi Ai Ai:

"Master Priest, does this city gate still need to be closed?

The steward of Princess An Ning's residence had just told her that there were still several carts of Her Highness's belongings to be transported out of the city today.

If we close the city gate, I'm afraid we will miss the affairs of Princess An Ning's house."

Lu Shangque came to his senses and frowned slightly.

He shook his head and said: "No need, you just continue on duty, you are causing trouble."

After he finished speaking, he moved his feet lightly and directly followed Xie Zhao's footsteps.

After half a cup of tea, a man and a woman faced each other in a small, dilapidated teahouse ten miles outside the north city gate.

One of them was wearing the robe of a priest of the Shentai Palace of the Southern Dynasties, while the other was wearing a simple robe of a martial artist.

After a long silence, Xie Zhao finally spoke first, cutting through the mess quickly.

"You asked Peng Xiao to help you detect the suspicious women in the capital these days this morning. Are you checking for my traces?"

Her tone was calm, she was just talking straightforwardly, and she didn't mean to accuse anyone.

But the next second, Lu Shangque suddenly stood up, as if he had been burned by the chair and couldn't sit still.

He explained in panic: "Your Highness, I am not looking for your traces, I am just worried about your current situation."

This is a teahouse that has long been abandoned. No one has been operating it for many years, and there is no third person present.

Therefore, Lushangque was finally able to call out the "Your Highness" that he had been holding in his heart for a long time.

Xie Zhao raised his eyes with a smile and glanced at him silently.

She gently placed the unrecognizable "Golden Platform" under her palm on the wooden table where one of her legs was lame, and slowly touched its scabbard with her fingers, and suddenly said:

"It's time to take your sword back.

In the past two years, the sword has been covered in dust. It has followed me and been wronged. "

Like

He was just average back then.

Lu Shangque seemed to be in no hurry to get his sword back.

At this time, he didn't even take a second look at this natal sword that he once loved like his life.

He just shook his head slowly and said: "It is a blessing for this sword to be held in the palm of His Highness."