Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

"She just said... there is a group of killers behind her, and their strength may be higher than this group of people!"

Mo Xue warned with a solemn expression.

Mo Cheng withdrew his gaze and said, "There are only two roads out of Nancheng. There is no way out of the gate. Now there is only this one. Whether you live or die, you can only leave it to fate!"

Gu Panxia smiled calmly and said, "All we can do is take a gamble."

Now that everyone at the Black Spirit Peak has appeared, the Holy Spirit may also appear.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. They really believed the old guy who was guarding the city.

This Qingxuan Continent is simply full of masters. It is too naive and ridiculous to say that they can defeat King Zhao with just a few moves.

There are no laws in Qingxuan Continent. This is a world where the strong live and the weak die. Every step you take may put you in danger.

Several people walked forward in silence, treading carefully with every step.

After walking for about an hour, there was still no movement. Gu Panxia always paid attention to the situation around her and saw that there was no breath, so she relaxed slightly.

She whispered: "If I guessed correctly, these last group of people should be ambushing at the exit."

Several people were obedient and felt that it made sense. If the three groups of people were arranged together, the goal would be too obvious.

With the two groups in front and the ones in the back, everyone was naturally on guard. Those groups just wanted to make a sneak attack, and they were afraid they would be easily discovered.

However, if two groups of people are arranged in front, the enemy kills both groups, and the road behind becomes clear, it will be easy for the enemy to relax their vigilance, arrange the people at the exit, and then surprise them. In this way, the chance of successfully defeating the enemy will be relatively high. Some.

Mo Cheng said solemnly: "If Miss Gu's guess is correct, City Lord Zhao wants to bring us despair when we see hope!"

Gu Panxia nodded in agreement, a sneer on her lips.

Is there anything more interesting in this world than making the enemy despair in hope?

It seems that City Lord Zhao needs to go and meet him as soon as possible.

Mo Feng frowned, "Dongcheng has been recruiting troops in recent years, recruiting experts from all walks of life. It seems that its strength cannot be underestimated!"

From today's perspective, there are about ten black spirits alone, and there are even two peak black spirits. Could it be that there are even holy spirits and even the legendary spirits?

If this is true, then the future of the Mo family is really not good!

The people in Mocheng were all worried and walking in front, but Lu Yuan held hands with Gu Panxia and Ji Yue and walked slowly side by side, while Bei Ming and the others followed silently behind them.

A gust of wind roared past, and the sky where the sun was still high suddenly dimmed, and several thunders rumbled.

Gu Panxia looked up and saw that the sky was now covered with clouds and the ground was completely dark.

She couldn't help but sigh, this clear and mysterious sky could change at any time, which really caught people off guard.

"It seems like we're going to have to get wet today."

Mo Cheng looked up at the sky with a wry smile on his face.

The sky, which had finally become warmer, returned to coldness due to this sudden weather change.

The path was very rugged, but it was okay for people to walk on it, but they couldn't ride horses. They couldn't ride horses, which made Gu Panxia very depressed.

Seeing that a storm was coming, several people quickly speeded up their journey.

Before they reached the halfway point, heavy raindrops began to fall, drenching a group of people.

The strong wind and icy rain hit his face, stinging slightly.