Ripped from its hinge, the door was crashed open and four people rushed in like the whirlwind, standing firmly before the Sword General.
They looked almost the same, all ugly and ferocious. They all carried nothing in their hands.
"It's too late for you guys to run now." The one standing at the far left laughed wickedly.
"That's because we've arrived," the one next to him continued.
"With us around, you'll definitely die," the third person stressed.
"So it means nothing whether you run or not." The person on the far right arrogantly sized up Meng Qi and his companions.
Meng Qi was holding the sword hilt of Ice Palace Sword and eyeing the sword point intently as if nothing else could attract his attention. On the other hand, Lu Zhongqi continually retreated and insensibly hid behind him. Taoist Hu closely guarded Lu Guan and glanced at Meng Qi subconsciously. With willful blindness, Ruan Yushu gently played the zither.
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