Song Qing looked down at the direction he left in, then turned and left in the opposite direction.
Outside the Imperial City, other than the private guards on duty, there was also a team of patrols every five minutes, making the exterior of the entire Imperial City like an iron bucket, difficult to enter.
But for song qingxiao, this was a chance.
She released her divine sense. With every step she took, her figure would move more than ten meters forward. Her speed was so fast that her shadow was like a gust of wind.
The guards at the door were already quite skilled, but they had not yet stepped into the door of cultivation, so they could not catch song qingxiao's figure at all.
Even the gatekeeper only felt a cold breeze and instinctively reached out to rub his face. He turned to look around, and when he did not find anything strange, he immediately straightened his back.
This was the third time song qingxiao had entered the Imperial City!
