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3If he were to say that he was going to forgive, he should forgive Li Jundu.0

However, his son did not care for his parents. Li Mumei was such a filial filial son, so it was obviously impossible for her to do something like exterminating her parents in a righteous cause. Even if she thought Li Jundu was doing wrong, she wouldn't show it on her face.

After the battle at the Thousand Void Sect camp ended, Cheng Qing sent his men to the Sun family and Song Zhen to check on the situation there as a basis for their next actions.

The cultivators that went to the Sun family's camp had already sent out a signal of fireworks. According to the agreement, it was the intention of Song Feng and the Imperial Guards to besiege the Sun family. Cheng Qing immediately decided to go and take a look.

The Sun family campsite was not far from the Thousand-Jue Sect campsite. The reason had already been stated.

When the Tranquil Sky Sect arrived, the process was as easy as coming to the Thousand Extinction Sect's camp.

According to common sense, after this period of time, the battles in Sun Moon City should be even more intense. There should be a flame of war everywhere, but this was not the case.

Although Sun Moon City was still abuzz with activity, the situation was not worse than it had been during the outbreak of the great war. Although the fierce battles continued throughout the city, the scale of the battles did not increase.

In the case where the Lurker had spices, this could only mean one thing: Bai Xiu Li's previous arrangement was very appropriate.

As a result, even if a wolfsman wielding spices could induce poison, the chaos and battlefields would still be restricted to a certain extent.

Of course, the Qin family had been exterminated without any action. The Thousand Extreme Martial School's forces had lost their strength before they had even made a move. This was a very critical factor.

Based on the current situation, Cheng Qing and the other cultivators wouldn't find it hard to imagine the situation. If the Qin Clan and the Thousand-Jue Sect sent out their cultivators, there wouldn't be a balanced battle at this moment. The situation would definitely be one-sided.

Upon realizing this, the cultivators following behind the members of the Tranquil Sky Sect looked at Chen Qing and the other disciples with gazes full of respect and admiration.

It was like looking at a savior.

The war within the city was in a stalemate. The scene did not expand, but the battle on the city walls was extremely intense. Standing on the rooftop and observing, Cheng Qing realized that the battle was not good for the western-cold cultivators guarding the city walls and the city gates. From time to time, groups of wolfwalkers would attack the city walls, causing great pressure to the cultivators of Western Cool.

Cheng Qing frowned and then let go.

The fact that Bai Xiu Li was able to avoid the door being broken into was already a sign of how peerless of a genius he was in terms of the arrangement of troops. After all, according to the plans of the three families to sell the city, the most important part was to poison the west cold force that guarded the city gates and allow the Uighurs to enter the city as soon as possible.

It is too unrealistic to ask the city guards to always guard the city walls.

If they could quickly exterminate the Sun family and destroy the spices in their hands, not only would the situation in the city be reversed, they could also reinforce the city walls in time.

If he could find the antidote from the Sun family to cure all the poisons in time, causing the spices in the hands of the wolfman to lose their effect, then Sun Moon City would be as stable as Mt. Tai.

Cheng Qing didn't dare to ask for the latter, but this was indeed the direction of his hard work.

"… …"

In a dimly lit street, a young girl dressed in wolf robes was sitting on an eaves, her legs swaying casually. She was looking at the team from the An Tian Sect from afar, rushing towards the Sun family's camp like a surging torrent.

Within her pair of obsidian eyes, there was a faint trace of an extraordinary brilliance.

"Are you sure it's him?"

An ethereal voice, like the music of the clouds, lightly sounded in the wolf girl's ears.

He could only hear the sound, but not the person.

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