Chapter 42
“Ling Qing!” Yan Feili looked at the person who appeared in front of him with odd suspicions, “You are not Ling Qing! Who are you?”
Although this person looked very similar to Ling Qing, the overall feeling was different. Under the black clothes, there was a fierce indifference and solemnity, a cold handsome face, with a ruthless taste. Yan Feili had been with Ling Qing for half a year. He felt that Ling Qing was a bit uncomfortable but knew that Ling Qing was an optimistic and open-minded person. Sometimes he was a little clever.
No matter how Ling Qing concealed and pretended, his temperament was very different from this person. The man took out a token with a silver flying dragon carved with teeth and claws! The four main gate masters of the Four Heaven Gates used the flying dragon as their highest symbol.
The golden color represented Dongfang Xi, the Sect Master of the East Gate, the blue color represented Nangong Yan, the Sect Master of the South Gate, the fiery red color represented Ximen Yue, the Sect Master of the West Gate, and the white color represented the Sect Master of the North Gate, Beitang Ao!
“I am Ling Zhu. The Sect Master has ordered for General Yan to leave here.”
“Where is the Sect Master?” Yan Feili asked.
“The Sect Master has his plan,” Ling Zhu didn’t say much and turned around.
“No! I can’t leave the Sect Master alone.”
Ling Zhu turned around and said, “The Sect Master of the West Gate is waiting, so I will take General Yan out of here. If General Yan refuses, I will still take General Yan out of here by force.”
Yan Feili noticed that Ling Zhu achieved great martial arts and his skills were very profound. If it was Yan Feili’s former self, maybe they could be evenly matched. However, his body had suffered severe damage repeatedly, and his skill was no longer as good as before. He thought and said, “Okay, I’ll go with you! But you have to tell me the Sect Master’s plan first.”
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Ling Zhu hesitated. The Sect Master only said to take the general out of here, he didn’t say that Ling Zhu could not tell Yan Feili the plan. It couldn’t violate the order.
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“How will the Sect Master get out?”
“In an hour, the Sect Master of the West Gate will bring people to meet him and return to the main battlefield.”
“What?”
“Arrangements have been made and ready to evacuate at any time!”
It seemed that a break with the Yue Kingdom was inevitable. For some reason, Yan Feili felt that Beitang Ao’s arrangement should not be so simple. On the one hand, with his character, he would not let Wujie and the Yue Kingdom go so easily; on the other hand, the Yue Kingdom would not allow them to leave the border so easily.
Ling Zhu couldn’t tolerate it any longer and said, “General Yan, I have already told what you want to know, please leave here immediately.”
Yan Feili glanced at him and said, “Okay!”
“Wait a minute!” Ling Zhu walked to the door and dragged a person. It was the man in black who came in.
Yan Feili saw his seven orifices bleed. The man in black was killed by a broken heart, and Yan Feili couldn’t help but admire Ling Zhu’s skill. The man in black was very good at martial arts, but he was killed in just 20 strokes, which shows that Ling Zhu’s strength should not be underestimated. Ling Zhu threw the body of the man in black on the bed, took off his coat, and glanced at Yan Feili.
Yan Feili understood what he meant. He took off his coat and exchanged it with that person. He also untied the sword at the man in black’s waist and held it in his hand.
The two went out of the iron gate toward the dark corridor. Yan Feili asked, “How do you know the path?”
“I followed the man in black for a while.”
Yan Feili was surprised! This person was so talented that few people in the world can compare.
“Have you all walked through every place?”
“No, only to the iron jail where you were being held.”
Yan Feili did not speak again.
Ling Zhu focused on leading the way and heard that Yan Feili’s breathing became disorderly and his footsteps became a little soft after a while. Ling Zhu asked without looking back, “General Yan, are you okay?”
“It’s okay,” Yan Feili’s voice was somewhat suppressed.
Ling Zhu didn’t feel right when he listened. He didn’t ask anymore. There was a gust of wind behind him and Yan Feili fell.
“General Yan!” Ling Zhu was startled, thinking that Yan Feili had been wounded in the dungeon. He turned around to help him.
As quick as lightning, Yan Feili moved his fingers like the wind and clicked on him.
“You!” Ling Zhu changed color.
“Brother Ling, I’m sorry! I sealed your Yuquan, Zitan, and Yongguan acupuncture points. With your skill, you can unlock it in one cup of tea! Now I’m going to find the Sect Master. Don’t care about me and go meet the Sect Master of the West Gate later!”
Yan Feili put him in a corner where no one noticed and left. After a bend, he was out of Ling Zhu’s line of sight. Based on his memory, Yan Feili found the dungeon that held Beitang Ao in this underground maze-like corridor.
The wooden door was hidden and the candle shadow shook. Yan Feili approached it and heard a call from inside. Yan Feili was too impatient to think about it and rushed in. The door slammed open, and a figure flashed out. Yan Feili drew the sword and did that person. He was about to strike on sight but stopped in an instant.
“Feili?”
“Sect Master?”
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Broken Bonds
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