When the horse carriage got out from the city and headed toward the direction of Hong Feng, a small crowd gathered before they dispersed with their hands covering their mouths and noses.
Lin Xuan Qi saw what they were crowding around for and it wasn't a pleasant sight.
A familiar figure lay by the side of the road with his limbs fractured and his body covered in a dark crimson.
Long Kong who was trying to set up his own sect was now dead.
Lin Xuan Qi sighed and shook his head at the sight.
Being a cultivator has its risks and trying to break away from where you came from was an even bigger risk.
He closed his eyes while the horse carriage moved along the snow-covered path.
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"Mistress Xue Cong, I have good news for you." Xiu came up to Xue Cong with a huge grin and said.
"Good news?" Xue Cong who was seated and having her tea frowned and asked.
