Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 293 Cliff, Farewell to Life and Death [18]

Looking forward along the snow-covered and icy road, Nangong Chuge was stunned when he saw the three flywheels split into six petals by Yebei.

Pushing hard on the toes, the body rose into the air and landed directly on the place where the flywheel fell.

Bending down, leaned over and pinched the upper half of the flywheel with his hands.

Looking at the new and neat fracture above, I can't tell whether it is surprise or joy!
is her?

It goes without saying that it must be caused by these three broken flywheels that can make the carriage, driver, and horses like that.

The sharp edge of the flywheel, coupled with the true energy of the person who uses the flywheel.

The hovering power brought out is enough to cut off the vitality of everything.

The bloodstains on the flywheels are the best evidence that they passed through the bodies of the coachman and the horses.

Asking himself, even he used his sword to drop the flywheels to the ground most of the time, but he might not be able to split the three flywheels into two neatly in one fell swoop.

There is only one person who can do this.

In her hand, she held the Cold Frost Blade that he specially asked Yan Yun to send over to make amends.

Nangong Chuge naturally knew the sharpness of the cold blade that he had searched for for countless years.

While being pleasantly surprised, Nangong Chuge couldn't help feeling annoyed.

That damned woman!

Sure enough, she still used her most usual tricks, and hid in the Yulong Palace during the search and siege.

By all means
But he mistakenly thought that there was Nangong Liuyun in the main bedroom, and it was impossible for anyone to hide in it, so he missed the best opportunity for nothing!

He even watched the carriage leave and passed her by again!

And that woman didn't know what method she used to make Nangong Liuyun take her out of the palace regardless of the fact that he was struggling to find Yebei.

While thinking, Nangong Chuge looked along the road.

Who made such an attack, Nangong Chuge didn't care at all at this time, what he cared about was where Yebei went now.

The ground was covered with messy footprints.

In the middle of winter, when no one was walking around in the middle of the night, the footsteps left on the icy sluice became very clear.

(End of this chapter)