Lu Youning could not wait for Yang Zhengshan to open the door and simply smashed it open, then charged inside.
Yang Zhengshan's expression was grave and heavy. He did not say much, either. "Let's go!"
"Mm, mm, hurry!"
Lu Youning was so frantic that he did not even use the door, but leaped straight out the window.
"Ride!" Yang Zhengshan hurriedly said.
"Yang Brother, there's no time!" Lu Youning's figure, already flying outside the window, abruptly stopped.
Yang Zhengshan also flew out through the window, but he headed straight for the stables.
"If you want to go help, you need to preserve your strength. Otherwise, once we get there, not only will we be unable to help, we'll become burdens instead!"
A distance of over forty li was not far. With his and Lu Youning's cultivation, they could fly there completely, but along the way, the two of them would consume At Least fifty percent of their magic power and True Essence.
By then, even if they wanted to help, their hands and feet would be tied.
If they rode over, they might be a little slower, but At Least they could ensure they still had their full strength.
Forty li was not far. If they whipped the horses on at full speed, they could arrive in a little more than a Quarter of an Hour at most.
If Lu Fusheng could not even hold out for a Quarter of an Hour, Yang Zhengshan felt there was No Need To go and deliver himself to death.
Lu Youning was anxious In His Heart, but he also knew this was not the time to be rash, so he accepted Yang Zhengshan's suggestion.
The two of them spared no horseflesh, anxiously whipping their mounts as they galloped all the way straight toward