Snow Color

"What Mr. Song said is absolutely right, but what should we do now? We know nothing at the moment, not even who is behind this."

"However, now that we know there is an ambush on the way down the mountain, we can prepare a countermeasure in advance." Song Yuanqiao said in a deep voice.

"Master Song, what you said is very good. If that's the case, then we should be prepared and never let those villains succeed."

"In my opinion, the most appropriate way right now is for everyone to travel together, so that we can take care of each other. In addition, we also need to draw up a set of secret codes. Once we see the signal, we will know that something has happened, and everyone else can quickly rush to support." As he spoke, a sect leader suddenly had an idea and hurriedly spoke out to remind everyone.

"This is indeed a good idea, but we still need to remain highly vigilant." Song Yuanqiao suggested in a calm tone.

After that, the various sects began to discuss the itinerary. Considering the safety of the road, many sects decided to travel together with other sects so as to take care of each other. However, Wudang Sect chose to go alone. It turned out that Song Yuanqiao not only needed to ensure the safety of his disciples, but also had to do an important thing - to find Yin Liting who ran away in anger.

At the same time, Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo also set out on their return journey, looking for Yin Liting along the way. They asked around and searched, but after a long time of effort, they still found nothing. Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but worry, and he secretly prayed that Yin Liting had not met with an accident, and perhaps had returned to Wudang Mountain on his own. At the same time, he also silently hoped that this wayward junior brother would not fall into the trap set by the enemy.

Afterwards, Song Yuanqiao led the Wudang Sect and hurriedly headed towards Wudang Mountain.

Along the way, Song Yuanqiao asked Zhiruo about her next plan. Zhiruo glanced at Song Qingshu and said she was willing to go to Wudang Mountain with them to meet Zhang Sanfeng.

So, Zhiruo followed closely and set off with everyone. When Song Qingshu heard the news, he was secretly happy. Now that such a change has happened, he is really worried about Zhiruo going alone. At this moment, Zhiruo decided to go with them, which not only made him feel much more at ease, but also meant that he could always protect Zhiruo in case she encountered any accidents on the way down the mountain.

As night fell, Song Yuanqiao ordered everyone to rest and arranged for people to take turns to keep watch. Although exhausted, everyone did not dare to take it lightly and always maintained a high level of vigilance, ready to respond to possible attacks from enemies at any time.

At night, Zhiruo suddenly smelled a faint and strange fragrance. This fragrance was very faint, and if it were an ordinary person, it would probably not be able to detect it at all, but because Zhiruo had taken the marrow cleansing pill before, all aspects of her body functions had been greatly improved, especially her five senses became extremely sharp, so she could detect this strange smell.

Zhiruo's heart tightened, and she immediately clenched the sword in her hand, alert. Song Qingshu noticed that Zhiruo was nervous and tense, and knew that something must have happened. He and Zhiruo looked at each other tacitly, and Zhiruo lowered her voice and said, "This smell is a bit strange, hold your breath!" Song Qingshu did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly followed her instructions, and winked at his father Song Yuanqiao.

Although Song Yuanqiao was confused, he saw his son was so cautious, and remembered that he had always been prudent and would never do anything without a purpose, so he quickly held his breath and concentrated. Then, Song Qingshu used his eyes to signal other Wudang disciples to follow suit, and everyone understood and followed suit.

For a moment, the whole scene became extremely quiet, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind. Everyone waited quietly, not knowing what would happen next...

Then, in order to lure out the mastermind, Song Qingshu pretended to be exhausted and on the verge of collapse, and finally fainted on the ground. Seeing this, the people of Wudang Sect understood what he meant and followed his example.

Time passed by minute by minute. After about a cup of tea, several black shadows flew out from the bushes like ghosts. They tiptoed to the Wudang disciples and were about to tie them up with ropes. However, at this moment, Song Qingshu, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, quickly grabbed his sword, and started a fierce battle with the newcomers. At the same time, other Wudang disciples also jumped up, each using their unique skills to fight with the black shadows.

Zhou Zhiruo was naturally not to be outdone. She waved her sword like the wind, and every swing of the sword brought with it a sharp sword energy. As the sword flashed, an enemy screamed and fell to the ground. Seeing their companions suffer setbacks, the remaining two black shadows seemed to realize that something was wrong and immediately turned around and fled in embarrassment. Although the Wudang sect members tried their best to catch up, they finally let the two escape.

After the melee, although some people from the Wudang Sect were injured, fortunately the injuries were not serious and did not cause too many casualties. However, in the chaos, Song Yuanqiao noticed a special code. His heart sank, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. So, he led everyone to rush to the place indicated by the code without hesitation.

When they arrived at their destination, they found that the scene was empty, with only some obvious signs of fighting. Song Yuanqiao was extremely anxious and immediately sent a signal to try to contact others, but received no response. There was silence all around, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind, as if mocking their futility.

At this moment, Song Yuanqiao suddenly felt an ominous premonition. He knew that this operation was of great importance, but now things seemed to be out of control. In order to ensure everyone's safety and prevent possible dangers, he immediately decided to lead everyone back to Wudang Mountain.

On the other side, Zhao Min watched the two return alone, and she couldn't help but feel angry. Not only that, this operation also lost a lot of people, which made her very angry. She thought she could easily defeat the Wudang Sect, but she didn't expect the other party to be so alert. They were not affected by the soft muscle powder, and they were obviously prepared for it.

"My lord, this is something I took from one of the leaders." Lu Zhangke handed over something in a serious tone, and then said, "The matter has been exposed. Wudang Sect knew our plan very well and prepared countermeasures in advance. Although other sects were also alert, they never expected to encounter such an ambush as Soft Muscle Powder, and fell into the trap due to negligence. Based on this situation, it can be inferred that someone must have secretly informed Wudang Sect, and we are afraid that there is a traitor in our ranks."

Zhao Min stared at the item in Lu Zhangke's hand, her face becoming increasingly gloomy. She gnashed her teeth and cursed, "Damn it! Who betrayed this princess? If I find out, I will make him suffer a fate worse than death!" She knew very well that the existence of the traitor would undoubtedly bring uncertainty and risks to the entire plan. Now she had to find out this scourge as soon as possible, otherwise the subsequent actions would be difficult to carry out.