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Cheng Qing couldn't help but laugh. She really liked Yang Ruoxi's simple and straightforward way. She didn't have much scheming in mind and wasn't tired when interacting with her. Everyone would even be infected with some happiness.0

However, he still said matter-of-factly, "I'm afraid it's unlikely for us to get drunk. We still have to go to Black Winds Ridge and prepare to welcome the Qin family's cultivators."

"Welcome?" Not only was Li Muhao not surprised by these words, a glint flashed across his eyes.

As a former brother of his, he knew Cheng Qing too well. Whenever Cheng Qing had a "bad idea", he would say such a meaningful word.

Cheng Qing finished a piece of the rabbit leg meat, picked up the jar of wine and gulped down a few mouthfuls of it. Different from the wine jar for Wang Qi and the others, the Icefrost Spring in Cheng Qing's hand had already been slapped open before Yang Ruoxi passed it over.

Putting down the wine jar, he wiped his mouth and smiled, saying in a profound tone, "In the Western Paradise, there are always some people who are exceptionally capable when dealing with their own people for power and profit, but are usually as timid as mice when fighting against outsiders. "What do you think we should do if we meet someone like him?"

Li Muhao also laughed, "To help them, of course."

After saying that, Li Mucheng and Cheng Qing looked at each other and laughed out loud. They both had a tacit understanding of each other's thoughts.

After eating the rabbit meat, Cheng Qing stood up and clapped his hands. He glanced at Black Wind Ridge and instructed Li Muhao, "Gather everyone. It's time to prepare to go to Black Wind Ridge."

"… …"

The defensive line of the stone fort had already fallen. The cultivators of the Qin, Xiang, and Zhang families were forced to move into the defensive line of the stronghold, relying on the risk of the heavens to defend against the attacks of the wolves.

The walls of the two sides of the city gate were high enough that even a cultivator of the Conviction Realm would not be able to jump up. However, the stone walls of the stronghold weren't high enough, and high grade Sumeru Realm wolves continued to leap forward, engaging the cultivators of the three clans in close combat.

As the battle continued, more and more wolfwalkers charged forward.

Although the number of rogue cultivators from the Yan Clan was not great, their cultivation base was still slightly higher. In addition to the sharp magic tools, it was very difficult for the cultivators from the three clans to resist.

Behind the stronghold entrance, Xinyang lay in the arms of one of the family cultivators. The large hole in his chest continuously bled blood; this was already enough to cause more air to flow in and out. He grabbed Qin Wuya's hand with all his might, and his eyes were filled with resentment: "Qin Wuya! "You've harmed Xiang Family, you've harmed Xiang Family …"

Before he could finish his words, a large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth, and his head tilted to the side as he died.

Zhang Songxing, who was squatting at the side, had a gloomy face. He grabbed onto Qin Wuya's collar and angrily roared: "Qin Wuya! What was going on? Why did the wolfwalker come so fast? Didn't they say that Black Wind Ridge's reinforcements would take at least two days to arrive?! "

Qin Wuya could not speak out due to the pain and his face turned red from holding in his emotions.

It was as if the two of them had fallen out. This was also very normal. When there were profitable times, the families could ally with each other, but when faced with a dangerous situation, who would be willing to suffer losses?

"Fourth Elder!" We can't defend the city anymore! " A blood-covered Qin Clan cultivator came to report in panic.

Qin Wuya and Zhang Songxing immediately looked towards the stronghold's gate. They saw one wolf walker after another leap over the woman's wall and kill their way in. The cultivators of the three families could no longer stop them!

Zhang Song Xing tossed Qin Wuya aside. Without waiting for him to speak, she suddenly stood up and shouted, "Zhang Clan cultivators, follow me!"

Before long, a group of Zhang Clan cultivators had gathered. Without a second word, Zhang Songxing led them out of the encirclement, around the stone fort battlefield, and down the mountain.

As matters stood, the Zhang Clan naturally wouldn't help the Qin Clan fight anymore. Zhang Songxing only wanted the Zhang Clan to lose a few cultivators. This way, the Zhang Clan's battle zone wouldn't be in danger of being taken by the wolves because of lack of manpower.

"Brother Zhang …" As Qin Wuya watched Zhang Songxing and her men break out of the encirclement, his face was already devoid of color. It would be difficult for the three families to defeat the Yan family in unison, let alone when the other party had already left.

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