The wind was howling, lightning was thundering, but as Ling Mulao's cyclone forced out, the whole world became even more ferocious, as if it was about to collapse.

Standing in mid-air, Shangguan Yifei's eyes were burned by the dazzling light, but he still looked down subconsciously. He was covered in a fierce cyclone, which was clearly...

Shangguan Yifei frowned, but she didn't expect that the mysterious secret door that Shangguan Zhenghong secretly collected would eventually fall into her hands, and it seemed that she had reached the peak of her training, already at level 8.

With a push of his palm, the cyclone around Ling Mulao suddenly flew away. With a "bang", all the soldiers within a hundred meters in diameter were blown away.

The next second, Ling Mulao jumped up and grabbed Shangguan Yifei who was falling, and he jumped several steps and disappeared into the vast night.

"If you want your prince to live, retreat immediately tonight!" As the figure disappeared, Ling Mulao's cold words slowly circled in the rainy night.

Only with hindsight did the soldiers suddenly realize that the person who had just kidnapped Shangguan Yi Fei was not Shangguan Zihan, but a peerless master who came out of nowhere.

However, even if they reacted, their prince had already been taken away by the assassin.

The strong wind subsided and the rain eased.

The rain in summer was always just a thunderstorm, coming violently but going away quickly. After a while, the sky cleared up and there was actually a moon with a small corner missing.

Ling Mulao ran forward for dozens of miles in the direction he came from. When he saw an abandoned thatched hut, he dragged Shangguan Yifei and pushed the door in, then threw him on a pile of thatch.

Maybe someone had lived in the thatched hut temporarily. There were some dead branches in the house, and Ling Mulao was worried that he would catch a cold because his whole body was wet.

Then she gathered the dead branches together and made a fire. Then she lifted up her skirt and sat on the ground. As she was warming up the fire, she suddenly noticed two eyes staring at her intensely.

Ling Mulao raised his head and met Shangguan Yifei's clear eyes. There was an incomprehensible look under the slightly frowning brow.

Because Shangguan Yifei's clothes were soaked by the heavy rain and his face was pale and his lips were purple, Ling Mulao quietly kicked a pile of fire in front of him.

"You are injured and need treatment. You relieve my acupuncture points and I will help you." Shangguan Yifei still looked straight at Ling Mulao and said in a clear voice.

Ling Mulao raised an eyebrow and glanced at Shangguan Yifei, wondering how he knew she was injured. She was shocked by her own internal power and didn't show any signs of it.

"The secret door of Xuanqi is the supreme secret book of internal power and mind. It is divided into 9 levels. You have now reached level 8, but because you are too eager to succeed, your body's internal power is not stable.

You just used the 8th level mysterious secret door in desperation, which is so powerful that it can destroy everything within a hundred meters, but obviously you didn't fully achieve it just now.

This proves that you were attacked by your own internal force at that moment, and you suffered serious internal injuries." Shangguan Yifei seemed to have guessed what Ling Mulao was thinking, and he already explained calmly.

"No need." Ling Mulao just pursed her lips after hearing this, then lowered her eyebrows and fiddled with a pile of fire in front of her.

Shangguan Yifei was mute for a while, and then said in a rustling voice: "Rao'er, you hate me so much that you would rather get hurt yourself than ask for my help."

"..." The hand that was flicking the flames paused slightly, and Ling Mulao tightened her fingers and remained calm, "I didn't expect you to be so familiar with Shangguan Zihan."
Chapter completed!