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The sun was setting in the west, and among the mottled shadows of the trees, Fengming was getting restless and increasingly anxious.

He had been walking back and forth at the entrance of the cave for an incense stick of time, looking towards the direction of Shuoyong Pass.

It was still quiet there, without a single person in sight.

Lin Wenyang on the side was equally anxious, but he still had to calm down and persuade him.

"Let's wait for another hour. If there is still no news after an hour, it means that the situation has changed. We have no choice but to climb the cliff to Nanjia as originally planned."

Climbing the cliff, the cliff on the Shuoyong Pass side is called Yingjianchou.

As the name suggests, even an eagle would be worried when seeing this cliff, let alone so many people trying to climb over it. How difficult would that be?

Fengming's face was as gloomy as water.

How did things come to this?

He failed to live up to his duty as the Prince of Xiliang and ended up living in exile in a foreign country.

But his father gave up so suddenly that he didn't even have time to react.

The plan failed miserably, and the fact that they were raising troops in Wuyun Mountain was exposed to the Queen Mother.

This is treason.

If he doesn't run away, he will be beheaded.

In a hurry, he had to run away overnight.

After coming out, I slept in the open air, hid during the day and walked at night, never had a hot meal, and never had a good night's sleep.

He couldn't tell whether he felt regretful or what.

On the way, he thought that since he hadn't rebelled yet, he wouldn't necessarily die.

But given what he had done, if he didn't escape, his best outcome would be either imprisonment or guarding the imperial mausoleum.

There will never be a day to come forward.

But he escaped here, and the hardships he endured along the way were what he had never experienced in the past eighteen years.

And in the future, he didn't know how long he would have to continue to suffer like this.

The road ahead is uncertain and he is confused.

If he had not fought for that position in the first place, would he still be a prince?

The Queen Mother only has three children. If they had gotten along well with each other from the beginning, would everything be different?

However, ever since he could remember, his father, uncle and cousin had only taught him how to compete with the princess and Feng Ling.

It seemed like this had become his innate instinct.

My father said that only by standing at the highest point can one’s destiny be completely in his own hands.

My uncle said, we are all His Majesty’s children, who is nobler than who?

Lin Wenyang advised him to hope for the best, prepare for the worst, and get enough rest before taking the next step.

Fengming fell silent.

He chewed the dry food in his mouth again and again before swallowing it, then leaned against the cave entrance and closed his eyes for a nap.

In a drowsy state, he felt that he had broken free from the constraints of heaven and earth, and felt more relaxed than ever before, as if he was walking on the clouds... Suddenly he stepped on empty air and fell heavily, and he woke up.

Fengming felt a palpitation in his heart and raised his hand to cover his chest, feeling dizzy in his head.

Recently, his mental state has been getting worse.

so tired!

Looking up, there was still no movement in the direction of Shuoyong Pass.

Lin Wenyang has already assembled his team, preparing to cross the cliff.

Fengming stood up with the help of the cave wall, straightened his clothes, and was about to speak.

There was a rustling sound coming from the distance.

He is a scout placed outside on guard.

He stumbled over and said in a panic, "My Lord, Prince Ding is leading his men after us. They are only a dozen miles away and heading here."

Feng Ming turned around suddenly, veins popping out on his hands, and grabbed the scout by the collar, asking in surprise, "What did you say?"

The scout stammered and repeated it again.

Feng Ming took a step back and sat down on the ground dejectedly, muttering, "It's over, it's all over..."

Lin Wenyang came over, helped him up, and asked the scout, "Are you sure it's Prince Ding who has come? How many people did he bring with him?"

The scout said with certainty, "It is Prince Ding. He is leading about 2,000 men and is moving towards us quickly. It seems that he has discovered us."

Lin Wenyang looked extremely ugly.

He grabbed Fengming's hand and said, "The situation is urgent. We must leave from the cliff immediately. We cannot hesitate any longer."

After Feng Ming's panic, he calmed down and responded briefly: "Okay!"

Walk to the other side.

Wang Xin has been paying attention to this place, so how could he let them leave like that?

She released Xiao Hei, Silver Wolf and White Tiger, who had rested enough, and told the three little ones who were reading Journey to the West: "Let's go and do something!"

If it were anything else, it probably wouldn’t attract the attention of the three little ones at this moment.

But, making trouble, this is their favorite!

Looking at the three excited little faces that jumped up instantly and surrounded her, Wang Xin led them to straddle Xiao Hei's broad and smooth back.

Fengming and Lin Wenyang were leading their men hurriedly towards the cliff. Not long after they walked out, they suddenly heard a frightening wolf howl from the left.

Under normal circumstances, they could stop to hunt and have a snack.

But now the two looked at each other.

I couldn't help but become more alert.

Normally, wolves would stay away from them when they saw so many of them.

But now is a special period, they have to be on guard.

The two men quickened their pace while ordering people to be on guard.

Suddenly, not far away on the right, there was another deafening roar of a tiger, as if the whole forest was shaking.

Just by listening to the sound, you can tell how strong this tiger is and it is definitely not to be trifled with.

Fengming frowned and looked at Lin Wenyang.

The bad feeling in his heart became stronger.

There are wolves on the left, tigers on the right, and pursuers behind him. He now seems to be driven into a trap and is forced to flee forward in a panic.

Hold on, you must hold on. There is a cliff not far ahead, and once you climb over it you will find the vast ocean and sky. He kept encouraging himself in his heart.

But a sharp eagle cry was heard overhead.

Immediately afterwards, there were loud thunderous explosions one after another around me.

Fengming only felt a shock on his arm and a burning pain.

Huge pits were blown up under my feet, and there were more and more screams and howls around me.

Someone was pulling him away into the distance.

Fengming was stunned by this sudden change.

He recalled the thunder ball he had heard from Prince Nanjia. The situation before him was exactly the same as the destructive power of that thunder ball.

He looked around but didn't see anyone suspicious.

Instinctively looking up, he remembered that the thunder ball was thrown from the sky.

His pupils shrank, what did he see? ! ! !

His eyes widened in surprise. A giant black eagle was leisurely spreading its wings and flying away into the distance!

Could it be that the thunder ball was thrown by this giant eagle?

How can this be?

Could it be that this giant eagle has become a spirit?

But no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible for it to help Feng Ling blow him up.

Unless, this giant eagle was tamed by Feng Ling.

It must be said that at this moment, Fengming was infinitely close to the truth.

But he immediately shook his head and denied this speculation.

His people have been keeping an eye on Feng Ling's every move. If Feng Ling had such a good helper, there is no way he wouldn't know about it.

Once people encounter something they cannot understand, their thoughts will diverge infinitely.

All sorts of thoughts raced through his mind.

Could it be that God wants to kill me, and even God is helping Feng Ling?

Feng Ming looked at his bleeding left arm. The burning pain in his arm continued to destroy his will.

His mind became increasingly confused and he became more and more depressed.