Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

Wu Liang climbed over several courtyard walls and landed in a narrow alley.

There are two half-open wooden doors ahead.

Inside the gate, there was a large amount of timber piled up, several oil lamps hung under the eaves, and saws and planers were still placed in the yard.

It was a woodworking workshop.

Wu Liang's eyes flashed, and he darted in, hugging the wall.

As soon as he stepped through the door, he felt a tightness in the air above his head.

Qiu Baichuan!

This guy was always watching from up there!

Wu Liang suddenly stopped and moved to the side.

A palm strike grazed his shoulder and slammed into the wooden stack by the door!

The large timber was shaken and rolled, sending splinters flying!

But Wu Liang swung his sword in that instant!

The Hidden Edge sword suddenly blazed with a blue light, and a sharp sword beam shot straight towards the falling figure!

Qiu Baichuan's eyes narrowed.

This sword strike is aimed straight for the throat!

The angle was also tricky, hitting him precisely when his momentum was about to end and he hadn't yet gained any leverage!

good boy!

They even dared to bite back!

He clasped his hands together, and a surge of powerful true energy rippled in front of him, deflecting the sword's edge. He then swept his body to the side.

Before he could even land, Wu Liang flicked out with his left index and middle fingers in quick succession!

laugh!laugh!

Two jade-green sword energies, one in front and one behind, blocked the direction from which Qiu Baichuan was approaching!

Qiu Baichuan was forced to flee again.

One of the sword energies grazed past my shoulder, tearing my robe and leaving a trail of blood.

His eyes suddenly flashed with anger.

"court death!"

Wu Liang had already kicked over the wooden frame next to the door!

Boom!

Long and short pieces of timber, along with the frame, were smashed down, blocking most of the entrance.

Using the cover, he quickly disappeared into the courtyard.

Qiu Baichuan waved his hand to clear away the obstructing timber, leaped onto the roof, and glanced at the backyard of the workshop.

A blood-stained figure had just climbed over the wall.

He sneered and immediately gave chase.

Sang Jiushu arrived shortly afterward.

"Where?"

"later!"

Two figures leaped over the wall one after another.

Almost simultaneously, on the other side of the woodworking workshop, in a storage room with its door open, Wu Liang slowly withdrew his hand that he had just put down.

His chest heaved, and he gritted his teeth, forcing back a mouthful of blood.

The outer robe that was just hung on the wooden pole and swung over the wall can probably only fool people for a glance.

The time was very short.

But all he needed was this little bit of time!

Wu Liang sheathed the sword, quickly tore off a piece of coarse cloth that was used to wrap the wood, and rolled it up.

He then unleashed the Thousand Faces Without Form.

The muscles on his face slowly changed.

Her eyebrows and eyes were more defined, her nose bridge was slightly flatter, and her cheeks were thinner than before.

He then rubbed the dust off the wall with the back of his hand and wiped it on his forehead and chin.

In a short while, that handsome face had changed.

Wu Liang looked down and checked his clothes.

The bloodstains were too conspicuous.

He pulled a coarse cloth jacket covered in sawdust from the clothes rack next to him, draped it over his body, and covered his blood-stained inner shirt.

The moment I move my left shoulder, I feel a piercing pain in my chest and ribs.

Wu Liang's forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he dared not slow down his movements in the slightest.

If you slow down any further, you won't be able to leave!

People in the workshop's front yard had already been awakened.

A panicked sound came from behind the door.

"Who? Who's outside?"

Wu Liang's figure blurred as he slipped out through a small door on the other side of the material room.

Outside the small door, there was another narrow alley.

He held his breath, lowered his shoulders, and carried the long, coarsely cloth-wrapped object forward quickly.

With each step, my left rib throbbed with pain.

He forced himself to steady his steps.

Don't worry.

The more anxious you are, the easier it is to give yourself away!

……

Beyond the two walls.

Qiu Baichuan grabbed the outer robe that had fallen to the ground, his gaze immediately turning gloomy.

There was blood on the robe.

But all they had were robes!

There was also a broken wooden pole lying nearby.

"You bastard!"

He raised his hand and threw his robe down.

Sang Jiushu had already turned around and was looking in the direction he had come from.

"go back!"

The two leaped up almost simultaneously.

Inside the woodworking workshop, several craftsmen, awakened by the noise, came out carrying lamps.

Seeing two figures fall from the roof, they were so startled that they retreated.

Where are the people who went in just now?

Qiu Baichuan asked in a deep voice.

The craftsmen looked at each other in bewilderment.

The middle-aged carpenter who was leading the group was still clutching a hammer in his hand, his voice trembling.

"Wha...who is it?"

"We just came out, and the gate to the courtyard has been smashed..."

Qiu Baichuan's forehead twitched, and he swept past, pushing open several doors in succession.

Material storage room.

A warehouse piled high with wooden planks.

backyard.

empty.

The person is gone!

He walked to the side door, looked at the narrow alley outside, and gradually clenched his teeth.

The alley splits into three forks after going forward about ten feet.

Night fell, and voices gradually rose in the distance.

Wu Liang hid inside.

Sang Jiushu landed on the wall, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding houses.

"He's injured and can't run fast."

"search!"

……

Wu Liang heard the shouts coming from behind, but he didn't stop walking at all.

But even more cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

risk!

If we had been a fraction of a second slower, we would have run right into them!

At the alleyway ahead, the torchlight flickered.

A group of soldiers ran quickly past, banging on doors along the way and ordering the people to close their doors and windows.

Wu Liang stopped in the shadows and waited for them to pass before continuing to walk on the other side.

Given his current appearance, if he were to abruptly stop a soldier, he would first have to explain his identity.

If you stop at the street corner and those two old men hear you, all the opportunities you've worked so hard to get will be gone.

We need to find a place first.

Stabilize his injuries, restore his appearance, and then contact Qin Hongshao again.

Wu Liang slowly inhaled, attempting to circulate his Longevity True Qi.

The vital energy flowed along the meridians, and the pain in my chest and ribs eased slightly.

But then, another strange feeling arose from within the body.

heat.

An inexplicable heat.

At first, it was just a little bit, like the lingering energy after a surge of blood and qi.

Wu Liang frowned and continued to regulate his breathing.

But then a surge of heat rose up, and even my heart began to burn.

He paused in his tracks.

wrong.

Could that palm strike have some kind of insidious aftereffect?

Wu Liang leaned against the wall and quickly checked his pulse.

The pulse is rapid.

His breathing was also a bit erratic.

He calmed himself down and circulated his inner energy again, trying to find out what was wrong with his body.

But just as he focused his mind, he suddenly felt dizzy.

The wall in front of me swayed slightly.

Wu Liang suddenly closed his eyes, then opened them again.

The wall is still there.

The dizziness in my head had not yet dissipated.

What happened?!

Excessive blood loss?

Has the internal injury worsened?

He quickly recalled the location and force of his injury, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Should not!

Given his physique, even if he had suffered a severe blow to his left shoulder and chest, he shouldn't have lost his senses so quickly.

What methods did those two old geezers use?

still is……

Wu Liang's heart skipped a beat.

Ah Heng!

As I was tying the rope, a slight tingling sensation on the side of my wrist suddenly came flooding back from my memory.

He looked down at his wrist.

In the darkness, the marks on his wrist were clearly visible, but no obvious wounds could be seen nearby.

Could it be from that time?

At that time, the flow of internal energy was clear and smooth!

Wu Liang gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the shock and doubt in his heart.

Hide it first.

If he keeps standing like this, even a night patrol soldier, let alone the pursuers, will notice that something is wrong with him!

He leaned against the wall and continued walking forward.

My pace has slowed down compared to before.

The sounds around me began to seem to come and go, sometimes near, sometimes far.

Even though someone next door was closing their window, the sound seemed to be coming from a very far place.

Wu Liang shook his head.

Wake up!

You can't fall down now!

Wu Liang, you have to hold on!!

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