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Murong Yao and his companions advanced along the rugged mountain path, with the dappled shadows of trees under the moonlight.
Their pace was fast and steady, and each of them knew that they bore a heavy responsibility and could not afford the slightest slackness.
immortal Yueshea approached Murong Yao and whispered, "We must find a safe place to take shelter. These medicinal herbs need to be protected."
Murong Yao nodded and said firmly, "I know of a place, a secluded cave where we can lay low for a while."
A group of people arrived at the secluded cave and quickly entered, checking the surroundings for safety. The cave was deep and spacious enough to accommodate them all.
Murong Yao turned to his companions and said, "We will rest here for the night. We will set off again early tomorrow morning."
The crowd nodded in agreement, they were exhausted and needed to regain their strength. Murong Yao sat on the side, quietly contemplating the next plan.
Late at night, the cave was quiet. Murong Yao leaned against the stone wall, with a restless glint in her eyes. Her mind was filled with worries about Tuoba Xuan's situation.
immortal Yueshea walked up to her and comforted her softly, " Murong Yao, you have done very well. We will definitely be able to save Tuoba Xuan."
Murong Yao looked up and gave a slight smile, "Thank you, immortal Yueshea. With you all here, I feel very reassured."
Immortal Yueshea smiled and replied, "We are companions, supporting each other is only natural. Rest now, for tomorrow we have a difficult road ahead."
Murong Yao closed her eyes, trying to relax. However, her heart still burned like a fierce fire. For Tuoba Xuan, she could not afford to slack off in the slightest.
The next day, at dawn, Murong Yao and his companions set off, continuing their journey. The mountain road was rugged, but their pace was steady.
They passed through dense forests and crossed swift streams. During this journey, they also encountered some small-scale wild animal attacks, but under the leadership of Murong Yao and Immortal Yueshea, they successfully resolved the crisis.
After several days of arduous journey, they finally arrived at a secluded village. Far from the hustle and bustle, it was an ideal hiding place.
Murong Yao stood outside the village, gazing at the distant mountain peaks, silently vowing in his heart, " Tuoba Xuan, I will definitely bring you back."
In the village, Murong Yao and her companions rested quietly while continuing to study the processing methods of medicinal herbs. She personally attended to every detail, ensuring that everything proceeded according to plan.
At night, moonlight spilled over the tranquil village as Murong Yao sat quietly by the window, her eyes filled with deep contemplation.
Her heart is filled with a strong desire for the future and unwavering faith. During this long night, her heart is closely connected to the distant Tuoba Xuan, waiting together for the arrival of the first light of dawn.
In this quiet village, Murong Yao and her companions try to keep a low profile to avoid unnecessary attention. During the day, they interact with the villagers, attempting to gather more information about the surrounding area. At night, they gather in a simple house to discuss their next course of action.
One evening, Murong Yao walks out alone and stands in front of the door. The village is shrouded in a thin mist, creating an indescribable tranquility. She takes a deep breath, but her heart is filled with anxiety and unease.
Suddenly, a figure quietly appeared in her line of sight. It was immortal Yueshea. She walked lightly to Murong Yao's side and asked softly, "Murong Yao, what are you thinking about?"
Murong Yao came to his senses and smiled slightly, "I was thinking about how far our journey still is and how Tuoba Xuan is doing now."
immortal Yueshea gently patted her shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, we will definitely be able to complete the mission and rescue Tuoba Xuan."
Murong Yao nodded, her eyes firm. "I know. It's just that sometimes, I feel a bit inadequate."
"This is very normal," immortal Yueshea said, "to feel tired and worried on such a journey is human nature. But we cannot give up, we must do it for Tuoba Xuan, and for ourselves."
Murong Yao took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. "You're right, we can't give up. No matter how many difficulties lie ahead, we must face them."
immortal Yueshea nodded, and the two of them looked towards the distant mountains. As the night grew darker, their hearts were filled with brightness.
A few days later, Murong Yao received important information: in a nearby mountain, there grows a rare herb that they urgently need.
"We must take action immediately," Murong Yao said to her companions.
In a gloomy atmosphere, Murong Yao led her companions on a new journey. The mountain road was rugged, the weather unpredictable, but their steps were firm and unwavering.
They climbed over steep cliffs, passed through a dense forest, and finally found that precious herb in the valley.
However, just as they were about to harvest the herb, a group of unidentified warriors suddenly appeared. They were armed and looked fierce, clearly not here with good intentions.
"Who is Murong Yao?" asked the leader of the warriors coldly.
Murong Yao stepped forward, showing no fear on his face. "I am. Who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"
"We are here by the Emperor's order to capture you," the warrior replied.
Murong Yao's gaze became even more determined. "Then let's give it a try."
As soon as the words fell, Murong Yao launched the first attack. Her figure swiftly moved in the lingering glow of the sunset, wielding a slender sword that shone like water, illuminating the surrounding trees.
Facing enemies several times her number, there was no hint of fear in her eyes, only the sharpness of a warrior.
"Do not underestimate us," immortal Yueshea said in a low voice, then joined the battle, her palm winds fierce like a storm.
The enemy warriors appeared well-trained, their swordsmanship sharp and fierce. But Murong Yao and immortal Yueshea were even more exceptional in martial arts, weaving through the woods like elusive ghosts.
"Do you think you can escape?" The leading warrior roared, swinging his sword towards Murong Yao.
Murong Yao's eyes flashed with a cold light as she fought back. Her swordsmanship was swift and unmatched, clashing head-on with her opponent. The collision of sword tips produced a crisp symphony of metal.
"I won't let you hurt my companions," she said loudly, her eyes determined.
The battle grew more intense, with Murong Yao and Immortal Yueshea's attacks becoming sharper and fiercer. Their movements were swift and precise, each strike carrying deadly force.
However, there were too many enemies, and Murong Yao felt increasing pressure. She knew they had to find a breakthrough, or they would be trapped in a bitter battle.
"Follow me!" Immortal Yueshea shouted, as she found a flaw in the enemy's formation.
Murong Yao immediately followed the footsteps of immortal Yueshea, and they moved like two flashes of lightning, shuttling through the enemy crowd, seeking opportunities to break through.
After a series of rapid attacks, Murong Yao finally found her chance. She executed a move called "Wutong Night Rain," her swordsmanship ethereal and dreamlike, defeating the enemies in front of her one by one.
As the last enemy fell, Murong Yao and immortal Yueshea finally opened a passage. They quickly led their companions to retreat from the battlefield and fled in the direction of safety.
Night fell, and Murong Yao and her companions took refuge in a hidden cave, their breath still rapid. Murong Yao leaned against the cave's rock wall, closed her eyes, and tried to calm her mind.
"We are safe," murmured immortal Yueshea softly, her face showing signs of exhaustion.
Murong Yao opened her eyes and took a deep breath. "Yes, we are temporarily safe. But we must continue moving forward. We have not completely escaped the danger yet."
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