Therefore, whether Wei Wuji lives or dies, it only takes a word from Mr. Leng.
"Hehehe!"
"Then I won’t disturb Mr. Lu!"
"And as for those lackeys, I definitely won’t let them off."
A friendly smile appeared on Mr. Leng’s face, and he accompanied it with a few dry laughs.
In an instant, Mr. Leng’s figure suddenly moved, transforming into a black shadow, swept away by a gust of wind.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from Lu Xuan’s sight.
As for the eunuchs behind Mr. Leng, they were like chicks being picked up.
Mr. Leng lifted a hand, casually gripping the collars of the three of them together.
This simple action seed effortless, yet exuded an irrefutable power.
Just like that, taking them along, he vanished into the darkness, as if he had never appeared here.
At this mont, Lu Xuan withdrew his divine sense, his brows furrowing, as he couldn’t understand the actions of that old eunuch.
When he himself was about to act with no reservations, the other party actually showed weakness to him and then ran away directly!
Lu Xuan’s gaze was like a torch, slowly sweeping over the chaotic and tragic scene of the palace surroundings.
The collapsed rock pillars, the ruins and broken walls swaying precariously in the cold wind.
anwhile, i Qingyu and the Plum Blossom Guards stood rooted in place, their minds blank, not knowing how to react, as if they were under an Immobilization Spell.
Their gazes were blank and void, filled with confusion and helplessness, clearly not recovered from the thrilling scene earlier.
Hmm!
It seems like I accidentally tore down the palace.
At the sa ti, Lu Xuan had another question.
Causing such a commotion here, why was there no reaction from the palace guards outside?
While Lu Xuan was feeling puzzled, a blurry figure slowly erged from the distant corridor of the palace.
The individual walked with light and steady steps, appearing neither too fast nor too slow, yet their figure seed ghostly, crossing dozens of steps in an instant.
A few breaths later, the figure was right in front of Lu Xuan’s eyes, a woman wearing a mask.
She was dressed in a deep red brocade robe, the fabric appeared extrely delicate, flowing lightly, emitting a gentle sheen under the sunlight.
The skin exposed beneath the deep red robe was as white as snow, smooth as if it could reflect light.
At the sa ti, the tight robe perfectly outlined her alluring and enchanting figure.
Two round, slender beautiful legs appeared and disappeared as she moved, her steps light and graceful.
On the woman’s face, she wore a mask that covered the upper half.
The mask was exquisitely crafted, its red hue striking, intricately painted with blossoming plum blossoms.
The plum blossoms were detailed, their petals seed to tremble gently in the breeze, vivid and dreamlike, exuding a mysterious and unfathomable aura.
As the woman halted her step at that mont, i Qingyu and the Plum Blossom Guards seed to be struck by lightning, their faces instantly filled with shock.
Imdiately, they moved unanimously, dropping to one knee with a "swish".
Their backs straight, heads lowered slightly, full of reverence, saluting in unison with skillful and swift movents.
"Director!"
"We humble servants greet Director!"
As i Qingyu and the others saluted, Lu Xuan did not hide his gaze, staring directly at the woman.
This woman, around her, emitted an indescribable mysterious aura.
Just a single glance stirred a subtle sense of crisis in Lu Xuan, a martial artist with Divine Mansion Realm Small Success.
What a powerful aura!
Could it be that the woman before him is a Primordial Spirit with Great Success in Divine Mansion Realm?
It’s crucial to know, Lu Xuan, with Divine Mansion Realm Small Success, was not a common Divine Mansion Realm martial artist.
Lu Xuan’s strength, under the support of the fourth level of the Heaven-Burning Saber Skill.
Even when facing the presence of Divine Mansion Realm, Lu Xuan didn’t fall behind, potentially stronger than a typical Great Success Divine Mansion Realm martial artist.
The beautiful eyes of the Plum Blossom Guard Director were like a deep and serene lake, calm and unruffled, yet seemingly harboring the power to perceive all.
Then, she slowly parted her lips, her voice gentle and llifluous.
"Qingyu, you all may withdraw for now."
In the palace corridor, the voice of the Plum Blossom Guard Director softly spread, clearly reaching everyone’s ears.
Each syllable carried a perfect balance, bringing a sense of satisfaction and ease, enticing the strings of everyone’s hearts, imrsing them involuntarily.
"Yes, Director!"
i Qingyu and the others, showed no hesitation, saluted respectfully, and then turned to leave.
However, when i Qingyu departed, her face barely concealed her joy.
Who would have thought, after exhausting every ans and racking her brains?
With every intention of eliminating Wei Wuji, he was unexpectedly wiped out casually by this Mr. Lu.
It seems, the heavens have eyes, displeased with Wei Wuji’s evil deeds in this world.
After i Qingyu and her entourage left, the gaze of the Plum Blossom Guard Director, Man Qingqiu, slowly turned to Lu Xuan, her vermilion lips again softly opening, her voice gentle and moderate.
"Mr. Lu, your renowned reputation precedes you, and upon eting you, you indeed possess an extraordinary bearing, far beyond ordinary mortals."
"I am Man Qingqiu, the Plum Blossom Guard Director, appointed by His Majesty to specially welco you, Mr. Lu!"
"Please, co."
With Man Qingqiu leading the way, there were no further hindrances along their path.
After halting his steps, Lu Xuan looked up ahead, where a grand black hall lood, radiating indescribable prestige upon him.
anwhile, Man Qingqiu, who had been by Lu Xuan’s side, lightly moved her lotus-like feet, extending her smooth, boneless jade hand.
In an instant, an enchanting pink aura gradually emanated from that white little hand, spiraling like a living creature around Man Qingqiu’s fingertips.
With a gentle force from Man Qingqiu, the massive five-ter-high black door slowly opened, emitting a deep yet heavy sound.
As the black hall door opened, Man Qingqiu’s figure moved at lightning speed, entering the depths of the hall in the blink of an eye.
Watching as Man Qingqiu’s figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the hall, Lu Xuan did not imdiately follow.
An unprecedented solemness appeared on Lu Xuan’s face, as a faint spatial fluctuation emanated around him.
This was the power of divine sense within Lu Xuan’s Divine Mansion, slowly circulating, weaving like a dense web, protecting him comprehensively.
Since the grand entrance of this mysterious hall opened loudly, an extrely dangerous aura surged forth.
This unprecedented oppressive sensation enveloped Lu Xuan, as if an invisible giant mountain weighed heavily upon his flesh.
This formidable sense of threat, even when facing the Dragon Monarch’s divine sense phantom in Taiping Town, could not compare to this fear.
"Your Majesty, you?"
Standing deep within the hall, Man Qingqiu looked up towards the steps, as if witnessing sothing outlandish, montarily stunned.
Man Qingqiu’s eyes, hidden beneath the deep red mask, widened with horror and disbelief.
What happened to His Majesty?
His Majesty, dressed in casual attire, actually summoned Lu Xuan?
At this mont, Lu Xuan also slowly walked to Man Qingqiu’s side, raising his eyes to look at the black imperial seat atop the steps.
Only to see, the curtains before the black imperial seat had already been drawn up, revealing the scene within.
The woman wore a black tassel skirt, its hem resembling flowing darkness, layered intricately, as its delicate tassels swayed with her breath.
The woman’s features seed divinely sculpted, exquisitely perfect, her eyes akin to clear and crystalline deep pools, holding endless profundity.
The skin exposed by the black tassel skirt glowed softly, like warm jade under the moonlight.
A cascade of black hair fell effortlessly yet gracefully over her shoulders.
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