Chapter 91: Escape

"Sister, let's go!"

Li Xuanling rushed straight into the side courtyard in a hurry, crossed the threshold, pulled Li Jingtian, and was about to walk to the front courtyard, startling Li Jingtian for a moment, and asked repeatedly:

"What's going on?"

"No time to explain! Jia Nixi's troops will arrive at Mount Lijing in less than a quarter of an hour, you listen to me!"

Li Jingtian was suddenly startled. She hurriedly tied up her black long hair, felt a slender short dagger from between the beds, and while walking, hid the dagger in her sleeve, lowered her head and asked:

"Has Mother been notified?"

Li Xuanling tied the long knife to his back and nodded:

"Clan soldiers were sent to call them earlier. I ordered the few clan soldiers left on the front to immediately escort them down the mountain, and then I came back to the side courtyard to find my eldest sister."

The two walked out of the side courtyard quickly. Li Jingtian didn't cultivate immortality and walked very slowly, so Li Xuanling cast a Godly Movement Spell on his legs, hugged her by the waist, and rushed down the mountain in a hurry.

Li Jingtian tucked her loose hair behind her ears, looking at the scenery retreating like lightning beside her, her mind full of worry about her father Li Xiangping, and looked up at Li Xuanling, a thick sense of envy flashing in her eyes.

"If only I had a spiritual aperture..."

Li Xuanling walked for a while and used the magic mirror to look at Jia Nixi's movements, only to find that a Mountain Yue tribe had already entered Lijing Town, almost controlling several exits, while another team was cunningly going up the mountain from the other side of the foot of the mountain, preventing people on the mountain from escaping to Jingyang Village on the other side of the mountain.

If it weren't for the magic mirror, Li Xuanling would have bumped straight into that team of soldiers. He had no choice but to wipe the sweat from his forehead and curse in a low voice:

"This Jia Nixi is so cunning!"

Hatingly changing direction, Li Xuanling hurriedly accelerated his pace. Before the encirclement, he barely went down the mountain, found an old courtyard in Lijing Town at the foot of the mountain, climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard.

The courtyard was covered with a thin layer of accumulated dust, looking like the owner had left for a long time. Li Xuanling kicked open the door and entered the room with Li Jingtian.

Li Jingtian looked around and took two plain clothes from the cabinet to change with Li Xuanling. Li Jingtian was twelve or thirteen years old, just the right size for the daughter of this family, and the clothes were just right.

It was Li Xuanling whose body hadn't grown up yet, so Li Jingtian had to cut the clothes with a knife, barely wearing them, and then cut the replaced brocade robes into pieces and stuffed them under the bed. A burst of footsteps had already sounded outside the door.

Listening for a while, the dense and chaotic footsteps went away in a hurry. Li Xuanling then raised his head, stared at Li Jingtian's heroic face, and said in a childish voice:

"Sister, your demeanor is too outstanding."

Li Jingtian suddenly realized, nodded, drew water from the small well in the courtyard, blurred her makeup, frowned, and lowered her eyebrows, looking a bit more like a delicate little family girl.

Li Xuanling pouted. Li Jingtian's foundation was too good, and no matter what, she couldn't look ugly. Although she didn't have that heroic feeling, she had a kind of moving taste, which made Li Xuanling click his tongue.

After this toss, the two finally looked like ordinary residents in the town. Li Jingtian stood on tiptoe and looked out, whispering:

"The Fog Maze Array is just a small trick for Jia Nixi. Fortunately, we all retreated from the mountain. As long as we hide here for a day and a night, Jia Nixi will definitely withdraw."

Li Xuanling nodded, quietly touched the magic mirror in his arms, and the warm touch made him feel much more at ease.

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On Mount Lijing.

Jia Nixi narrowed his eyes and listened to the report from his subordinates, a smile appearing on his face, and asked back:

"Led the troops across the mountain?"

"Yes."

Jia Nixi raised his eyebrows, glanced at the cold stone platform, looked around at the burning candles on the side, and kicked over the case in front of him.

"Clatter..."

The collapsed sacrificial case rolled all over the ground with melons and fruits. Jia Nixi erected his brownish-yellow pupils, reached out and touched the smooth but empty platform, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a mocking smile.

"Mu Jiaoman, what kind of magic tool needs to be worshipped?"

The Shanyue with a long braid behind him shook his head, vigilantly observing the surroundings, and after thinking for a few breaths, hesitated:

"The subordinate only heard that there was a large tribe on Xunlin Plain that worshipped a wooden statue, which was full of wonders and unique."

"The Li family has treasures..."

Jia Nixi laughed twice, walked out of the courtyard slowly, and saw Mu Jiaoman behind him rejoicing:

"This magic tool must be in the military formation now. Fortunately, we didn't attack rashly, otherwise we would have fallen into the Demon Sect's trap!"

Jia Nixi wandered around the main courtyard and the side courtyard, looked at the clothes turned out by his men, and touched the quilts that still had warmth, nodding thoughtfully.

"This kid is quite sharp."

He took a step forward, overlooking Lijing Town at the foot of the mountain, slowly spread his arms to make a hug, thought for a while, and said loudly:

"Bring all the living people aged seven to fifteen in this tribe, and don't let one leak out."

The Mu Jiaoman behind him responded in a deep voice. The two left the Li family courtyard. Jia Nixi paused at his feet and said with a smile:

"Especially those living people who are gorgeously dressed and beautiful in appearance. Let them watch closely. Once someone with cultivation takes action, immediately capture them and bring them to see me."

After speaking, he mounted his horse and headed down Mount Lijing. The Mu Jiaoman behind him hurriedly followed and asked in a low voice:

"Great King, there is not much time left."

"Hmm."

Jia Nixi nodded and said softly:

"Grab the people and grab the things and withdraw, so as not to make the Demon Sect look bad, and then attract some reinforcements, increasing casualties for nothing."

The two went down the mountain. The town was already full of crying, and there was the sound of fighting between the villagers and the Shanyue. Jia Nixi's army was well-disciplined and had already driven the children and teenagers in the village together, suddenly a piece of crying.

Mu Jiaoman lowered his head and watched for a while, and said silently:

"Taking them back can also serve as slaves and maids, which is not bad."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Nixi lowered his eyebrows, his expression ferocious, and a trace of tyrannical killing intent flashed in his eyes, but he was facing away from the crowd, and no one noticed anything.

Jia Nixi's clean and smooth neck had also been tattooed with horizontal lines symbolizing slaves. Later, Jia Nixi killed all the tribes that bought him and forced the tribal shamans to wash away his horizontal lines. From then on, no matter what achievements he made, he no longer painted any patterns on his body.

Mu Jiaoman continued on his own:

"These living women are beautiful in appearance, which is interesting."

Jia Nixi nodded noncommittally, raised the long knife in his hand, and heard Mu Jiaoman add:

"The Great King has already unified the northern foothills. You still need to consider your offspring early. There are many ambitious wolves, tigers, and leopards in the mountains. Having offspring can also give you peace of mind."

"Hmm."

Jia Nixi hummed a syllable lightly, clamped his legs, drove his horse to the west, and nodded:

"Return west, go and play with that guy."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 92 =====