Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning looked at Qiu Yueling who was smiling in front of them, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Qiao Xi Yadai soldiers kneel down to thank His Royal Highness for his great kindness!" Qiao Xiya was deeply blessed by Qiu Yueling.

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"Are you really going?" In the early morning of the next day, Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning took Qiu Yueling to Mo Changhong's tent to say goodbye, and heard that they were going to the place where the soldiers were originally buried to find clues, Mo Changhong's brows twisted into a pimple.

"For the sake of border tranquility, this trip is a must." Qiao Xiya's gaze was firm.

"Yuping, you and General Tian take a few people and follow Miss Qiao. There is only one thing, no matter what the cost, we must let Miss Qiao come back safely."

"Master, don't worry!" Yuhei patted his chest as he spoke, and then led a horse. turned over and got on the horse, and said to Qiao Xiya and Mo Haoning, "Lord Wang, Miss Qiao, let's go."

"Second Highness, General Yuhei and Tian have gone with us, what should you do here?" Qiao Xiya looked at the soldiers who came out one after another, and Qiao Xiya was a little worried.

"Miss Qiao, don't worry, since I can command thousands of troops, I'm not a wine bag and a rice bag, go, take them, and there will be someone to help in case of trouble." Mo Changhong said with a smile.

"Second brother, thank you very much!" Mo Haoning saw that Mo Changhong had made up his mind, for fear that Qiao Xiya would resign again, and Mo Changhong would go into battle in person, so he hurriedly thanked Mo Changhong, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and led everyone in the direction of the original station.

"Lord! Lord Wang!" Seeing Mo Haoning beat his horse and left, Qiao Xiya had to hurriedly thank Mo Changhong and hurriedly chase, "The prince is so relieved to take away most of the troops of His Royal Highness?"

"Or else?" Mo Haoning quietly looked back, "I'm telling you, if you continue to entangle with him, he might have to follow him personally!" Let's go!"

Qiao Xiya quickly silenced when she heard this, tightened the reins and followed closely behind Mo Haoning.

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"Lord Wang, this is where we were stationed when we first arrived in the southwest." The road was surprisingly smooth, and when everyone stopped with Yuhei, it was past noon. The winter afternoon sun was bright and cold, and Qiao Xiya even shivered involuntarily when Yuping introduced the station.

"Where are those fallen soldiers buried?" Mo Haoning rode on his horse, looked around and asked.

"Over there." Yuhei pointed to the other side of the ditch not far away.

"When did you dig this ditch?" Looking at the deep, wide, and long-dried ditch, Mo Haoning felt a trace of sadness in his heart. On the other side of the ditch, Mo Haoning's eyes were red and his heart was blocked.

"When our master found out that there were imitators," Yuhei sighed softly as he looked at the other side, "to prevent new imitators from crawling out of the grave, we dug this ditch and stopped them on the other side."

"Master, it seems to be foggy." Hatsuyun frowned and glanced around.

Foggy? Qiao Xiya's heart tightened, and she complained that she had relaxed her vigilance because the road was too smooth, she thought that there would be nothing more, but she didn't want to, she should come, she still came. A hint of coolness crawled down Qiao Xiya's back to the top of her head.

Before Qiao Xiya could react, a sound of rustling came from far and near, approaching them.

"Go!" With a flick of his fingers, Qiu Yueling saw several black shadows transform into human forms in mid-air, quickly surrounding everyone in the middle, and blocking the ever-tightening fog outside. The chopstick-thick Stygian Thousand-Foot Worm also crawled out of Qiu Yueling's cuffs and climbed onto Qiu Yueling's shoulder, and a trace of slightly pink-colored mist erupted from the mouth of the Stygian Flower Millipede, quickly surrounding everyone.

"Let's go!" Qiu Yueling pulled Qiao Xiya's silk reins, whipped a horsewhip on the horse's buttocks, and led everyone to escape from the white mist under the cover of the peach-colored mist.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for saving your life!" Qiao Xiya looked at the faintly skeleton-like mist behind her, and said in a trembling voice.

"Who do you have such a grudge with?" Qiu Yueling frowned, looking at the increasingly obvious skeleton mist, and the expression on her face became more and more serious.

"Why did Your Highness say that?" Qiao Xiya had not yet recovered from her fright.

"This is not an ordinary stand-in," Qiu Yueling stared at Qiao Xiya with straight eyes, and then said almost word for word, "This is Soul Devouring."

"Soul Eater?" Qiao Xiya almost used all her strength to repeat these four words.

"Xiya, what's wrong with you?" Mo Haoning noticed Qiao Xiya's strange appearance, and hurriedly urged her to step forward, supporting Qiao Xiya's crumbling figure, "What is the difference between what you just said about Soul Devouring and Snatching House and what you said before about finding a stand-in? It sounds like it's pretty much the same."

"The difference is that Soul Eater will tear apart the soul of the imitator and then devour it. In this way, these imitators are equivalent to being completely killed, and their souls are scattered." Qiao Xiya's face was pale, and she just relied on her only remaining consciousness to make a simple explanation.

"How so?" If you want to say that you are simply looking for a substitute, Mo Haoning is understandable, after all, people who die are very resentful, and they will do everything possible to complete their unfulfilled wishes before their deaths, even if they murder innocent people to replace him, but in order not to increase their sins, they generally squeeze out the souls of others, but according to Qiao Xiya, this time it is directly torn apart and devoured, which is equivalent to killing a dead person again, making his soul scatter, what is the reason for forming such a deep grudge.

"Master, look!" Chu Yun's voice interrupted Mo Haoning's contemplation.

Mo Haoning looked in the direction of Chu Yun's finger, only to see that the mist gradually dissipated, and almost every black insect transformed human form was followed by one or two vague human figures.

Looking at the strange scene in front of them, everyone didn't know what to do.

"Miss Joe." Tian Hanfei hesitated, but still stepped forward and arched his hand, "Will Miss Qiao admit her mistake? Maybe...... It's just a general stand-in......" The first time a man who often fights on the battlefield saw such a scene, in addition to feeling frightened, there was also a trace of doubt.

"Then wait a little longer." Qiao Xiya, who was lucky, and Qiu Yueling glanced at each other and said.

"What are you waiting for? What is there to wait for," Tian Hanfei frowned, pulled out the shoulder knife at his waist, urged his crotch to dismount, and ran back, "Lao Tzu, this is going to cut down these lonely ghosts!"

Everyone didn't have time to stop Tian Hanfei, and when everyone reacted, Tian Hanfei had already raised his knife and split an imitator in half.

"Come back!" With Mo Haoning's shouting, the long whip in his hand also flew straight towards Tian Hanfei, with a crisp sound, the slender whip wrapped around Tian Hanfei's waist, Mo Haoning's shoulders shook, Tian Hanfei rolled to the ground and was dragged back.

Just as Tian Hanfei was rolling in front of Mo Haoning's horse's hooves, a creepy sobbing sound came from all directions.