C9 (1/2)

When Young Master Han saw that these iron armor killers were madly chasing after them, he chuckled and flicked his body lightly against the ancient pine tree. His body was like a swallow as he flew past a cliff and disappeared through a crack in the stone.

Xiao Dagang leapt forward in pursuit and looked around with a crafty expression. However, at this moment, there was no trace of Young Master Han.

After all this, the sky was already starting to brighten. The charred trees were still crackling.

”Humph!” Stinking brat, you cannot escape. Just you wait! ”

”If it wasn't for me, Xiao, having more important things to do, I would have turned the entire hill upside down!”

Xiao Dagang twisted his whiskers, his face filled with killing intent as he sneered. With a wave of his hand, he led the assassins of the 'Yin-Yang Camp' along the mountain road. In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so armored assassins had all left.

Young master Han stuck his head out from the crevice and patted off the dust on his body with a crafty smile. He wiped his nose and said, ”Old turtle, you still want to catch me? ”It's not that easy.”

With that, he stood up and quickly ran in the direction of the pool.

When they arrived at the pool, Young Master Han called out in a low voice, ”Princess Little You, I'm back. Hurry and come out!” That person called out a few times, but the bottom of the pool didn't move at all. No one answered him.

Young Master Han was greatly astonished and inwardly cried out in alarm. He hastily turned his body and landed beneath the rock at the bottom of the pool. When he looked in, he saw that there was still the shadow of Princess Little You.

Just as Young Master Han was bewildered, he suddenly saw a torn white ribbon by the side of a rock. It was the torn rag from Princess Little You's long skirt. Beside it was a scarlet red handprint.

”Blood Palm Seal!”

Young Master Han was greatly shocked. Another bloody fiend palm imprint had appeared. Just who had left this one? Could it be that I've always been under his surveillance? What was this person thinking?

The sky was already breaking and the faint outline of a mountain could be seen. Smoke was still rising from the place where the fire had burned the mountain. There was also a burnt smell coming from the valley.

After Young Master Han hid the portrait and cloth bag Grandma Gu had given him, he walked down the mountain path. Only now did he feel the hunger in his stomach and had no choice but to speed up his pace.

This time, Young Master Han didn't dare walk on the official road and specifically picked up the small path. When asked by others, he realized that the spirit fortress wasn't too far away.

Although Young Master Han was cold and hungry after a night of torment, he felt a surge of excitement when he thought of the fact that the spirit ancient castle was right in front of him.

Once he arrived at the Spirit Ancient Castle, everything would become clear. Perhaps, he would even be able to meet his Master and Senior Sister, or perhaps even Princess Little You at the door, eagerly waiting for him!

Thinking of this, Young Master Han couldn't help but burst out laughing. He carefully recalled the little princess was quite adorable. What was she thinking after torturing her all the way last night? Would she hate him?

”Ah! Not good! Could she have been kidnapped by this person with the Blood Palm?”

Young master Han was shocked and started to worry again as he hastened his steps.

When they reached the intersection at the foot of the mountain, they suddenly saw a large group of people rushing towards them from the public road. There were at least ten of them.

Young Master Han was taken aback, thinking that the killers from the Yin-Yang camp had caught up. Who knew that when he looked closely, he saw a scattered army driving dozens of strong men northward, and these strong men were filled with righteous indignation and grief.

Among the strong, one person stood out. He was tall and sturdy, almost like an iron tower, with two thick iron chains around his legs. He walked forward step by step among the crowd.

The leader of the escorts, a young man dressed in armor, shouted as he brandished his spear: ”You tyrants, you have received a great pardon from the Emperor, so you were able to escape death. Now that General Li Guanli is on an expedition to the Western Regions, this is a good place for you to build your career, why the hell are you crying here?”

The officer only cared about scolding loudly. Those brawny men had ashen faces and some of them were glaring at him.

When the iron tower like man heard this, he said angrily: ”Bullshit your mother! This kind of forcing a husband, this kind of bullsh * t Emperor's kindness is great, if you want to fight well then you will die …”

Before he could finish his sentence, several whips suddenly lashed out. That iron tower like man lifted up his hand, and the shackles issued a series of clanging sounds. However, a few bloody wounds had already appeared on his back.

”Motherf * cker, anyone who loves battle will die. I will say that!”

”Pi pa!” Another few whips came down.

”Motherf * cker, if you like battle, you will die. I will say it!” ”Your father is going to say …”

”Pah! Pah!” A few more whips lashed out. The sturdy Tie Ta did not budge at all. The soldier's hands were already tired from fighting so he could only turn his gaze to the middle-aged officer.

The middle-aged officer could only sneer and scold, ”Forget it, forget it. If it wasn't for Lord General's order to detain this fellow, I would have taken care of him with a single slash!”

”Fifteen will go to war, eighty will return, and meet the villagers. Who is there in the family? ”From afar, we can see that they are the Jun Family, pine and cypress tombs, rabbits, pheasants and other birds flying on the beams...”

At this time, on the public road, a man in tattered clothes staggered over, dragging a long, worn-out robe.

The person carried a huge gourd on his back and walked in a crazed manner, singing as he walked, blocking the middle of the road.

”Motherf * cker! Who are you? Scram!”

As the middle-aged officer spoke, he actually shot out a soft whip in the direction of that insane person.