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The moon hung lonely over the gate tower, as the autumn wind whistled and sighed.
Tree shadows swirled in the dim night, tears of blood streaming from sorrowful eyes. The chill of Hengzhou City's walls steeped in coolness, and the mournful neighing horses whimpered softly...
The autumn wind was fierce, the horses neighed, their hooves clattering rapidly.
The sound of wailing on the ground grew fainter, yet it spread far and wide, piercing through the chilly autumn night.
"The Demon Cult has harmed me, I must have my revenge..."
Sect Leader Yue's fingers moved lightly, pressing consecutively on the Fengfu and Touwei acupoints, his True Qi flowing through; the Songshan expert Sun Zhenda fell into a deep sleep.
"Mo Da."
Liang Fa raised a torch, and Sect Leader Yue and Ning Zhongze together greeted Master Mo Da.
"Sect Leader Yue, Ning," Master Mo Da quickly replied, "It has been many days, I hope you both are well."
