Chapter 47
"Report to the prince, the palace is on fire!"

A Mongolian came to Kuku Temur, and Kuku Temur, who was about to draw his sword to fight, suddenly stopped.

"Brother, daddy is in the palace!" Zhao Min was very anxious after hearing this.

Kuku Temur hesitated for a moment and said: "Pass my order and order my flying crossbow soldiers to come. Minmin, I will leave this place to you. Be careful in everything. If the situation is not good, you can evacuate first. I will Back home."

Zhao Min nodded. In this case, he should go back to the palace to check first. There can't be too many people here, so Zhao Min has to stay.

Although the members of the six major sects have just recovered their internal strength, they have also practiced martial arts for many years. They are definitely not comparable to these Yuan soldiers, but there are so many Yuan soldiers.

However, most of the Yuan soldiers who were supposed to rush here were transferred away because of the fire in the palace.

On the other side, Lu Feng originally planned to capture the thief first, but found that the man next to Zhao Min had left. He was helpless, and finally Lu Feng set his sights on Zhao Min.

Zhao Min and Lu Feng also looked at each other.

For a moment, Zhao Min seemed to understand what Lu Feng wanted to do.

Seeing Lu Feng approaching, the soldiers beside Zhao Min quickly shouted: "Protect the princess!"

In just a few moments, Zhao Min was surrounded by dozens of brave and skilled Mongolian warriors.

But Lu Feng didn't care at all, the sword in his hand was fierce, killing people like pigs and dogs, without any disturbance in his heart.

Since the first murder, Lu Feng's mentality has already changed.

If you can't be ruthless, you can only suffer.

"Princess, please evacuate first." The Mongolians beside Zhao Min were a little scared when they saw Lu Feng's bloody nature.

Zhao Min said: "Go together, remember, don't kill him, catch him for me!"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded, and rushed forward, heading straight for Lu Feng.

No matter how strong Lu is, it is still a one-man effort. He is a human, not a mortal, and there are always some injuries on his body, but Lu Feng doesn't care.

"Master! I'll help you!"

Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao rushed over, as well as Fan Yao.

Originally, he planned to let Fan Yao hide it, but it was unnecessary, Fan Yao would definitely expose it.

Zhao Min was very surprised when he saw Fan Yao appearing and calling the leader of Lu Feng: "Master!"

Fan Yao smiled wryly, but his hands were merciless.

Within a moment, these three people diverted Lu Feng's attention, and Lu Feng was able to kill Zhao Min.

The white robe was already stained with the blood of the enemy and himself. Lu Feng held Zhao Min, and the sword in his hand was only an inch away from Zhao Min's neck.

"Let all your people retreat, and don't chase after them again." Lu Feng said in a deep voice next to Zhao Min's ear: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhao Min said: "Okay."

Seeing that Zhao Min agreed without hesitation, Lu Feng didn't think too much about it, saving trouble.

"Everyone, quit Wan'an Temple, there must be no mistakes, and those who violate it will be beheaded!"

Zhao Min's voice came.

When those Yuan soldiers heard this, they subconsciously glanced at this side, and found that their princess had been captured alive.

Helpless, those Yuan soldiers who were surrounding the six major factions had no choice but to retreat.

"Lu Feng, are you satisfied?" Zhao Min asked.

Lu Feng said: "Don't you think about what will happen to you if you fall into my hands?"

Zhao Min didn't feel any pressure at all: "You won't do anything to me, retreat, you can escape from Wan'an Temple, but if something happens to me, none of you can escape Dadu alive."

After all, Zhao Min is the biological daughter of King Ruyang, no matter what, she is still the flesh of her body.

King Ruyang is the current Generalissimo of the Army and Horses. If something happened to the Generalissimo of the Army and Horses, what would happen?
"I'll let you go, you leave on your own, don't go to trouble the six major factions." Lu Feng said.

The reason why he told Zhao Min was because he was afraid that people from the six major factions would catch Zhao Min, and it would be hard to say when the time came.

Zhao Min showed a slight smile: "I will go find you tomorrow, but don't move around."

"Huh?" Lu Feng hesitated for a moment, but at this moment he had let go of Zhao Min, and Zhao Min ran away all the way.

Lu Feng shook his head, not knowing why.

Later, because of Yuan Bing's withdrawal and Zhao Min's order, Yuan Bing naturally would not stop him.

But just tonight, after today, tomorrow will be what it will be, and they will not be let go.

Afterwards, Lu Feng summoned all the six factions and asked them to evacuate first.

In the end, only the Emei faction was left. Seeing that the other five factions had left, only the Emei faction remained there.

A group of disciples gathered around, Lu Feng frowned, stepped forward to take a look, and found that Miejue Shitai was vomiting blood, and her face was pale, as if she was about to die.

Lu Feng frowned, why did Miejue Shitai still behave like this after he changed the plot?

Is it possible to say that my method is wrong?

Miejue Shitai died, is this fate?

Lu Feng stepped forward: "Master, did you get hit by Xuanming God's palm?"

Seeing Miejue Shitai's pale face and trembling all over, coupled with Lu Feng's medical skills, he naturally saw some clues.

The disciples around were crying, and Zhou Zhiruo also supported Master Miejue, weeping uncontrollably.

Master Miejie glanced at Lu Feng but said nothing.

"Master, I will learn the Nine Suns Divine Art, and I can save my master." Lu Feng said.

"Really?" Zhou Zhiruo looked up at Lu Feng, her eyes were rosy, and her face looked so pitiful with tears streaming down her face, it really made people feel very pity.

"Zhiruo!" Miejue Shitai gave a soft shout.

Zhou Zhiruo came back to her senses and looked at Master Jue: "Master,"

"I, the Emei Sect, will never accept the help of the Mingjiao! My Emei Sect! I am incompatible with the Demon Sect! Lu Feng, if you really care about Zhiruo, you will never contact Zhiruo in the future! Leave him forever!"

Miejue Shitai seemed to have exhausted his last strength to say this.

Lu Feng just stood there like this, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, and Fan Yao were all standing behind him, and they didn't feel anything about this scene, after all, they knew very well Miejue Shitai's temperament.

But Lu Feng was different, he didn't have the mentality of the Demon Cult, and he hadn't been in contact with Master Miejue for long. The first reason for wanting to save Master Miejue was because of the doubled points.

Another aspect is that Miejue Shitai is Zhou Zhiruo's master. If you want to save him so much, you don't want to. Well, if you don't save him, you don't. I really think you care about those points.

"Stubborn." Lu Feng curled his lips. For the sake of his righteousness, he would rather die than accept Lu Feng's rescue.

Since you don't want it, forget it, anyway, it's better for him if you old nun is dead.

"Walk."

Lu Feng waved his bloody long sleeves, turned around and left.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Lu Feng's leaving appearance, and a strange look appeared in her eyes.

In the end, under the background of the raging fire, Miejue Shitai was buried here because of his righteous way or perverted ideas.

(End of this chapter)

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