Qingyun city.
Lou Xiaoxiao and the others desperately ran forward. They were close to the city's borders. However, the Mo Family members, who had been following them at a steady pace, had suddenly increased their speed and surrounded them at the city's entrance.
"Humph, pitiful fellows of the Lou family, the game has ended."
A group of people riding tall horses, armed with longbows and slender arrows, faced the juniors of the Lou family in an orderly manner.
A cold light flickered from those sharp arrows under the sunlight.
The threat of death made everyone's scalps turn numb. The younger ones amongst the Lou family juniors couldn't control themselves. They started to cry out of fear.
Lou Xiaoxiao's heart tightened. She tightly held her long sword and closed her reddish eyes for a moment. When she opened them again, her eyes were filled with streaks of blood.
At the next moment, a light flashed from her sword.
