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Chapter 673: Mo Lin Exits

Outside the Shuofeng tribe, it was dark.

Wu Yanhao, wearing a black feather robe, leather boots, a famous sword on his waist, and a feather fan in his hand, was riding a tall horse.

He has the demeanor of a master.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in the middle of the night, and Wu Yanhao sneezed, and two streams of crystal snot flowed down.

He sucked the snot hard, but before it could go back into his nose, it started to flow down again.

Wu Yanhao had no choice but to take another puff.

The big snot soon started flowing again.

After repeating this several times, the big snot was still hanging under the nose.

Ma Rong couldn't bear it any longer and took out a handkerchief from his arms with great pain.

That handkerchief was a genuine Hu silk handkerchief, which Ma Rong had secretly customized in order to imitate the handsome viper.

There is also a white crane in the clouds embroidered on it with golden silk thread.

"Thank you very much."

Wu Yanhao took the Hu silk handkerchief and put the feather fan into Ma Rong's palm.

“Help me get it, hahahaha.”

He unfolded his handkerchief and blew his nose violently.

After a long while, Wu Yanhao felt that there was no more snot in his nose and folded his handkerchief.

"Wu Shaoyin, I don't want it anymore."

Ma Rong was in tears.

Since the Huzhou case, his "White Crane in the Clouds" handkerchief has rarely been used.

It was precisely because of this that he rarely brought his beloved Hu silk handkerchief with him every time he went out. This time, it was entirely because he was 10,800 miles away from the Great Zhou, and he was not afraid of being checked if he brought the Hu silk handkerchief with him.

did not expect……

This handkerchief ended up like this.

"Okay, then I'll leave him alone?"

Wu Yanhao seemed a little guilty.

Ma Rong nodded expressionlessly.

Wu Yanhao coughed lightly and threw his handkerchief to the ground.

Anyway, there is a lot of snot on it, so I think Ma Rong definitely doesn't want to take it back.

He sat up straight, took the feather fan from Ma Rong, and looked at the Shufeng tribe camp not far away.

Just before he decided to launch an attack, he had already seen that there was trouble within the Shufeng tribe.

He felt that it should be the credit of the demon spirit, but he just didn't know what kind of contribution the demon spirit made.

Several entrances to the Shuofeng tribe have been blocked by Xiao Tuo, Lin Si, Niu Mou, Liu Ke and Zhou Bi, along with their armored troops.

As the most elite force of the Zuolongwuwei, the strength of the 5,000 armored soldiers far exceeded his imagination. This force was far superior to the soldiers led by Wu Yanhao a few days ago in fighting against foreign races.

Amid the sky full of flames, the armored army blocked the entrance and gradually encroached. In less than half an hour, they had knocked down most of the tents of the Shufeng tribe and advanced inch by inch.

The warriors swung their swords at these elite troops of the Great Zhou, but it was difficult to get close to them. They were stabbed to death from a distance and fell to the ground, breathless.

Even if a warrior managed to dodge the spear and approached the armored soldiers, looking at the armored soldiers wrapped in armor right in front of them, they would not be able to find a place to attack.

"The demon is inside, and these armored soldiers don't know him."

"Ma Rong, take 500 cavalrymen and charge in. Make sure to protect the demon spirit."

"At the very least, we have to save his life. It would be enough if he was seriously injured."

Wu Yanhao looked into the interior of the Shuofeng tribe and began to pray for the evil spirits.

Ma Rong selected a hundred cavalrymen and charged out wielding a single sword.

He led his cavalry to bypass Niu Mou's armored army and attacked from the outside.

Niu Mou looked at this famous evil slave of the Qin Palace in the capital and murmured:

"He went in at this time, obviously he had something to do."

"He brought a hundred cavalrymen with him. It was easy for so many cavalrymen to charge into three thousand ordinary infantrymen. Once they entered, they were like a tiger among a flock of sheep."

"This group of cavalrymen are known for their speed. They must be looking for something..."

"That's right, save people."

"I've often heard that there are spies from our army inside the enemy army. I'm afraid this is the senior spy who is going to rescue our army."

Thinking of this, Niu Mou swung the big knife in his hand and chopped the Shufeng tribe warrior in front of him into two pieces.

Outside the tent of the Shuofeng tribe, the evil spirits waved their chain copper claws and really cut a bloody path.

Xiao Tao and Wei'er followed closely behind, charging from all sides and killing the warriors of the Shuofeng tribe in a panic.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible for the demon spirit to fight its way out with two useless guys who were on the verge of exhaustion.

But the demon spirit did it.

All this was thanks to Wu Yanhao's timely attack, which threw the warriors of the Shuofeng tribe into chaos.

The blood-thirsty demon vented its anger wantonly and killed the warriors of the Shufeng tribe who stood in its way. The chain and copper claws scratched the necks of the warriors, leaving several bright red blood lines.

Xiao Tao and Wei Er were infected by the fierce fighting of the evil spirits, and they raised their swords to fight back and help share the pressure on the evil spirits.

However, the two of them had limited physical strength and often could not kill more than a few people. They had to transform back into the Demon God and become pitiful creatures who looked around at the enemy's situation.

After fighting for a while, Mo Ling felt that his body could not take it anymore. He looked back and saw the road was littered with corpses. The warriors of the Shufeng tribe who did not dare to chase him were trembling in fear.

Even the brave warriors who dare to stand before him have endless fear of himself.

"I am almost dying. If I want to move forward, I will depend on you."

The demon took a deep breath and spoke calmly.

"I will stop the pursuers for you. You must escape."

"We must... escape."

Mo Ling looked back at Wei'er, and for a moment, he thought this woman was quite pretty.

Sure enough, I can't stay with thieves for too long.

Now when I see a thief, I think he has a handsome face.

He shook his head to shake out the yellow waste in his brain.

"kill!"

The demon spirit shouted and rushed forward.

It was not very far away, and amid the shouting and screaming, Ma Rong heard the voice of the evil spirit.

He quickly looked in the direction where the sound came from, and sure enough, he saw the demon fighting alone.

The evil spirit had actually fought its way out and escorted Xiaotao and Wei'er out.

Of course, what the evil spirit didn't know was that in the direction where Xiaotao and Wei'er were fleeing, there was actually General Xiao Tuo leading his troops to fight.

"Kill me!"

Ma Rong turned his horse and headed straight towards the evil spirit.

The warriors of the Shufeng tribe who were blocking the road were killed by this cavalry, and their heads rolled and their bodies fell to the ground.

Just as they were about to escape, Xiao Tao and Wei'er turned around. When they looked up, they saw the corpses and tents used as fuel in the flames rising into the sky, reflecting the image of an ordinary-looking demon spirit.

Wei Er suddenly burst into tears and shouted:

"Merlin!!!"

The demon raised his hand and took out a chain, which was wrapped around a warrior's neck several times. He also looked up at Wei'er.

He didn't understand what Wei'er meant.

I didn't see the pain in Wei'er's eyes.

In Wei'er's eyes, she only saw the demon spirit standing under the flames rising into the sky, and behind him were the Great Zhou army riding on tall horses!

"Escape!"

Wei'er screamed at the top of her lungs, her vision blurred by tears.