"Shuisheng, there's an ambush."
Su Qing whispered to Xiao Zeyu. Xiao Zeyu also felt that the situation was not right. The surroundings were too quiet, and a feeling of danger lurked everywhere.
"Everyone spread out."
Xiao Zeyu ordered the guards in a low voice. The guards immediately dispersed and looked around vigilantly.
The Taoist priest turned around and saw them waiting for him.
"Why aren't you leaving?"
Su Qing glanced at him. The Taoist priest blinked and appeared very calm.
Su Qing suddenly raised her hand, and a sleeve arrow flew past the Daoist's cheek. The Daoist was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and shouted at Su Qing,
"What are you doing?"
"Ah!"
Before the Taoist priest could finish his sentence, he heard a scream. The ground suddenly flipped over, and the people lying in ambush were shot to death by Su Qing.
