Seeing Lu Ye wanting to retreat, a fierce killing intent flashed in Yin Wuxiao's eyes.
Now you realize you have to run?
Unfortunately, in front of Yin Wuxiao, those who can escape... have not yet appeared.
Glancing at those scattering away and the distant royal carriage of Yuan Wang, Yin Wuxiao swiftly dashed after the departing Lu Ye.
As long as I control this person, the public opinion outside will still be manipulated by me.
Only the victor has the opportunity to speak!
The dead, or those controlled, have no such right.
The speed of the two figures exceeded ordinary imagination, and in a moment, they had swept out of the vast Yuqing City, heading directly outside the city.
After sweeping over three or four hundred miles, Yin Wuxiao felt the place was suitable and in the next moment, appeared in front of Lu Ye, blocking the way.
"Youngster, at this speed, you can't escape my grasp."
