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Chapter 1775

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Xiao Lingyue was secretly grateful.

Fortunately, she was cautious enough. When she got off the cliff, she tied the hemp rope that she used to leverage her to a more hidden position.

As long as the person above does not turn over the entire cliff and check it, it should not be discovered.

Now

Xiao Lingyue quietly walked towards the cliff, intending to find a hidden place and hide it first.

If the person who came down was Zhan Beihan, then everything was easy to say.

If not-

Xiao Lingyue narrowed her eyes silently, and the dagger slid into her hand, showing a cold murderous intent!

at the same time.

On the cliff.

In the dark night, a team of hundreds of people drove the carriages to the woods around the cliffs.

More than a dozen majestic military horses were dragging the carts, each cart was piled with hill-like things, covered with thick oil cloth, tied tightly with hemp ropes, and parked in the shadow of the woods.

The things on the cart were very heavy, and it seemed that they had walked a long mountain road. The body of the car was splashed with mud and the wheels were deeply trapped in the mud.

The horses used to pull the cart were panting and their hair was soaked. I don’t know if they were wet with dew or soaked with sweat.

At this time, there is still about half an hour before Chou Shi.

The team driving the carriage was well-trained, and each was a strong and strong young man. He was covered with iron armor under the rough cloth clothes, with a vigilant expression and sharp eyes.

There was only one thin middle-aged man in the team, looking terrified and trembling.

He was carried by two young men, with heavy shackles on his hands and feet. He walked along the mountain road. The shackles were dragged on the ground and covered with mud, grinding his hands and feet into blood.

The middle-aged man's head was covered with cold sweat, like a serious prisoner who was exiled, walking staggeringly, so tired that he didn't dare to say anything.

There is only one reason why he is so panic.

"Is this the cliff of delivery?" A low and cold voice sounded.

The tall figure of the man slowly walked over, and under the light of the torch, a heavy shadow covered it.

The middle-aged man shivered all over, as if he heard the devil's voice, stuttering in horror: "Yes, Prince, it's ahead!"

Zhan Beihan glanced at him with his narrow eyes.

The middle-aged man almost knelt on the ground by this glance: "Prince, I dare not lie, it's true, it's ahead!"

"That's the thing that can be used to smuggle the enemy and sell the country?" Zhan Beihan sneered.

The middle-aged man shivered and his whole face was soaked with cold sweat.

Zhan Bei waved coldly: "Go and have a look."

"Yes!" Ten young men immediately walked out of the team, held torches, and walked towards the cliff with a well-trained training.

"Others, check the surroundings and report any situation immediately!" Zhan Bei ordered coldly.

The team of hundreds of people dispersed in an orderly manner, leaving ten people to guard the convoy, and the others in groups of three, holding torches to quickly investigate the surrounding terrain.

Zhan Beihan stood there without moving, his cold eyes swept around.

The disguise on his face had faded away, his exposed facial features were handsome and distinct, with cold lines, and his thin lips were pursed and did not smile. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were like swords, which was a cold that made people dare not look directly at.

Reports from all over the place were heard quickly.

"Report, everything is normal on the east side!"

"Report, everything is normal on the west side!"

"I reported that a cave was found on the north side of the woods. There were many tools in the cave, but no footprints of people were found!"

"What tool? Bring it here." Zhan Beihan said.
Chapter completed!
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