'The Crown Prince's … fiancée?'
She suddenly stopped in her tracks and blinked in confusion. 'That … fiancée?'
Her heart felt as if it had been stuffed with something messy. Smoke and fire poked at her five viscera and six bowels, making her hair prickly and uncomfortable. Even her throat felt as if it was blocked by something. Unable to swallow or spit it out, she desperately cleared her throat and coughed.
'Fiancée …'
'The Crown Prince's …'
She raised her head in a daze. At this moment, her eyes were especially clear. She actually saw a caterpillar behind a leaf at the top of a tree a hundred feet away. Its color was particularly ugly. She suspected that the stabbing sensation in her heart was most likely caused by this caterpillar.
She stood there, forgetting how to move. Her hands and feet seemed to be in the wrong place, as though they did not belong to her. The sky was pressing down like an iron pot.
With a clang, Tie Cheng's sword fell to the ground. He stared at her, tongue-tied, and stuttered, "She … you …"
"What about her? What about me?" Tie Cheng's words had become her savior. She felt as though the iron pot had been smashed and she had been rescued from the Dark Dome. She immediately interrupted Tie Cheng. "Speak properly!"
Tie Cheng was speechless under her gaze. His face turned red, and he rolled his eyes at the sky. Then, he fiercely stabbed his sword into the ground.
Something was stirring in her sleeves, as though Lord Ingot was struggling to crawl out. She did not like putting a mouse on her chest, as she was afraid that others would think that she had grown an extra pair of breasts. Every time Lord Ingot wanted to come out, he would have to struggle with nowhere to go. Frustrated, she simply buttoned up her sleeves to prevent the mouse from scolding her. She did not know how to translate it.
She slowly turned around and looked at the amiable Princess Fu Lian. 'Is this his … fiancée? She has such a good temperament. She really … suits him. '
"Princess Fu Lian, is it?" Looking into her eyes, Fuyao finally calmed down and bowed. "I was impolite just now."
The little handmaiden was so pleased with herself that she snorted and said in a low voice, "I told you that you would be obedient if you told me your name," Princess Fu Lian reprimanded. "Mingruo!" She turned around and returned the greeting with a smile. "Please forgive me for my ignorance."
Her arched eyebrows were like the crescent moon, and her smile was refined and elegant. She had the holy and benevolent air of a natural Buddha, yet she also had the elegance of a young lady. Meng Fuyao stared at her in a daze, thinking, 'This is what a woman should be like. This is what temperament is like. A princess, a princess …'
She curled her lips and returned the courtesy. "Since this maidservant is ignorant, I naturally don't mind."
Princess Fu Lian was taken aback. She had not expected anyone to speak in such a manner. Her little handmaiden, Ming Ruo, was so angry that her face turned red. She glared at Fuyao without saying a word.
"Tie Cheng." She stood there, not looking at anyone. After a while, she called Tie Cheng over. "Bring the guards and escort Princess Fu Lian to Zhongzhou. Find me when you see the Crown Prince. "
"Do you want me to send her home?" Tie Cheng's eyes widened as he pointed at his own nose. When he saw the affirmation in her eyes, he flew into a rage. With a swing of his sword, he cut down a tree in front of him and sat down on it. "I won't do it!"
"I'm ordering you, not begging you!" She was furious. "You're not going? Not going? Then scram back to your hometown. I won't dare to use you again in this life! "
"I …" Tie Cheng opened his mouth a few times, but no words came out. Meng Fuyao turned around and ignored him. Helpless, Tie Cheng could only say resentfully, "I'll go, I'll go … I'll go!"
As he said the last few words, he became even angrier. With another swing of his sword, the tree was destroyed.
Princess Fu Lian had been watching with a smile. Only now did she come forward to thank him. "Looking at this warrior's waist token, you seem to be an official of Wuji? I wonder if you could tell me your name and position. I'll invite the Crown Prince to thank you personally. "
'Invite Zhangsun Wuji to thank me?' She wanted to laugh, but she could not. The little handmaiden, Ming Ruo, could not help but interrupt. "What rank are you? Which rank do you wish to be promoted? If the Crown Prince knows that you saved the Princess, he will definitely thank you properly. You can have anything you want. "
Meng Fuyao looked at her, causing her to shrink back a little. She then smiled and said, "Is that so? That's great. I want to be the Emperor of Wuji. I wonder if that's possible? "
Ming Ruo's face turned pale, and her lips trembled. "Y-y-you … you're treacherous …" Princess Fu Lian's eyes narrowed, but she immediately smiled and gently reprimanded the little handmaiden. "Young Master is joking. Don't take it seriously."
Meng Fuyao glanced at her. She really did not want to see her anymore. She reached out and said, "Princess, there aren't many bandits in Wuji. You're just unlucky. With my guards escorting you, I'm sure you'll be safe. I still have some matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."
"Thank you, Young Master. Please go ahead." Princess Fu Lian bowed. After taking a few steps, Meng Fuyao suddenly turned around and asked casually, "Princess, are you here for the wedding? With your status, shouldn't you inform the Imperial Court of Central Continent to send someone to welcome you? Why would you be traveling so lightly and meet bandits at the border? "
"Young Master, you must be joking." Princess Fu Lian lowered her eyes shyly, like a lotus flower in the cold wind. "I've been cultivating in the world since I was young. I don't care about worldly honor and glory. I once made a great wish to worship all the famous mountains and ancient temples in the world. I was originally going to Xuanyuan City to worship the Holy Master of Ming Guang Temple, but when I passed by Wuji Nation, I suddenly thought of … visiting an old friend." She gently bit her lower lip, and her face was already slightly red.
"Our Princess is the reincarnation of the Buddha Saintess. She was born with a lotus in her mouth. She's the most pious and holy princess in the entire Five Continents. That's why she's called Fu Lian. Many people have begged to see her, but to no avail. It's your good fortune to be able to see her today." The little handmaiden looked proud as she looked at Meng Fuyao.
"I think so too," Meng Fuyao laughed, and her voice was clear. "It's my good fortune. This trip is not in vain."
She bowed slightly, turned, and strode away.
Pious? Holy? That's right, a layman who could sit still and recite scriptures while watching her guards bleed to save her was really f * cking super pious. A layman who could recite scriptures to release souls from the clutches of bandits who had killed so many of her guards was really f * cking super holy.
Meng Fuyao raised her head, and the image of Fu Lian's blushing cheeks floated in her mind … Sigh, the shy expression of a pious and holy layman when she mentioned men was really flirtatious.
She took large strides in the deep green forest, and her heart was absent-mindedly thinking about the reincarnation of the Buddha … lotus in her mouth … lotus … the lotus in Zhangsun Wuji's palm.
So that was his lotus. So the secret that Zhangsun Wuji didn't want anyone to know was this lotus that had been raised in the depths of the palace. It was born with a lotus in its mouth, and it was incomparably holy and pious.
He hid the lotus in his palm, never willing to be mentioned or touched by anyone. It was probably the most holy and inviolable treasure in his heart, and he didn't want the incessant chatter of the mortal world to taint it.
Sigh, one had a lotus in his palm, and the other was born with a lotus in her mouth. If they weren't a match made in heaven, what else could they be?
Meng Fuyao took large strides down the mountain and found a horse waiting at the foot of the mountain. With a shake of the reins, she kicked the horse's belly, and it immediately galloped off in the opposite direction of the Buddha Lotus.
The horse was repeatedly urged by Meng Fuyao, and it galloped anxiously as if it was being chased by 30,000 soldiers.
As they galloped, they could vaguely hear the faint sound of singing, trembling all the way from the horse.
"One is a fairy in a beautiful garden, one is a flawless jade, one is the moon in the mirror, one is a flower in the water …"
= = = =
The sky turned gloomy, and dark clouds piled up and rolled. The moonlight was a little dim, like a piece of frosted glass covered with dust, or a piece of cloth with frayed edges, crumpled against the iron-black sky.
Meng Fuyao raised her head and looked around in a daze. 'Where am I?'
'I think I'm already out of the Boundless Border?'
She thought for a long time, and vaguely remembered that she had been galloping for a day and a night, rushing through Qingzhou and the border between Wuji and Tiansha. The mountains she was in now should be between Tiansha and Wuji.
Meng Fuyao looked at the gloomy sky, and it looked like it was about to rain. Since she had already missed her lodging, she could only find a cave to rest in. She tied the horse to the foot of the mountain and walked up. Halfway up the mountain, she was pleasantly surprised to find a thatched hut. It had three rooms and a courtyard. It was a little run-down, and there were some rotting animal skins on the walls. It looked like an abandoned hunter's house.
Meng Fuyao simply packed her things and started a fire. When she sat down, she suddenly remembered why Lord Ingot had been so quiet the whole way. She quickly took him out from her sleeves and pulled him out. His eyes were obviously rippling, and he couldn't come out for air. He had been dizzy the whole way.
After squatting on the ground for a long time, the dizzy Lord Ingot finally regained his vitality. He jumped up and scolded her. Meng Fuyao couldn't be bothered to listen to him. She thought of the pine cones she had seen on her way here, and decided to pick them up to shut him up.
She stood up and walked out. Lord Ingot chased her to the door and scolded her. After a few words, he suddenly stopped. His beard moved, and he looked at the sky suspiciously. He turned in a circle, sniffed, and suddenly jumped up.
It scuttled to the door and squeaked loudly, but Meng Fuyao was nowhere to be found. Lord Ingot called for her for a long time, but there was no trace of her at all. He wanted to go look for her, but his master had instructed him not to leave her side at any time. The mountain was so big, what if the two of them got lost? Meng Fuyao had no telepathic connection with him.
Lord Ingot could only squat in a corner and draw circles, waiting for her to return.
Actually, Meng Fuyao had heard Yuan Bao's call, but to her, it was no different from a scolding. She strode forward without looking back. In front of her was a cliff. She had just come from the bottom of the cliff. The jagged cliff protruded slightly, like an umbrella covering the valley below. The cliff was so smooth that it was almost a right angle, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. Meng Fuyao stopped and looked at the ravine. Suddenly, she recalled the fake news of Zhangsun Wuji's death on the road. At that time, it was said that he was buried in Tiger's Teeth Ravine. Was Tiger's Teeth and Tiger's Teeth similar to this dangerous mountain?
At the thought of Zhangsun Wuji, the lotus immediately entered her mind, and her head started hurting again. Perhaps it was her head that hurt, or her heart that hurt. She raised her hand and gave herself a slap. Wasn't it a good thing that Zhangsun Wuji had a wife? Didn't she always hope to not have any entanglements with him? Now, she finally had a reason to kick him away and reject him. The next time he dared to swear to her, she would slap him in the face. After slapping him, she would tell him, "I've seen your wife. You're already married, so why are you looking at the pot while eating from the bowl?" On behalf of all the Terminators in the universe, I will destroy you!
Meng Fuyao thought about the pleasure of slapping Zhangsun Wuji and laughed silently for a while. Halfway through, her curved lips gradually curled downwards. She hugged her stomach and slowly squatted down.
'But … but … why did you lie to me …'
She squatted in an ugly posture, as if she wanted to struggle with all her might to get something out. However, there were some things that went with the wind and silently seeped into her lungs. It was almost impossible for her to release it in a flash.
The wind billowed in the sky, and the dark clouds gathered and dispersed. With a loud crash, the rain started to fall. It wasn't violent at first, but in the blink of an eye, it became heavy and formed bubbles on the ground. Meng Fuyao squatted in the rain and raised her head in a silly manner, slowly wiping away the rainwater.
When she raised her head and wiped her eyes, she suddenly realized that something was wrong on the opposite cliff. Something seemed to be moving.
It wasn't the movement of a tree in the rain. In fact, the cliff was barren, and there were no trees at all. That silhouette looked like a person!
Meng Fuyao narrowed her eyes and carefully scanned the top and bottom of the cliff. Only then did she realize that the entire cliff was an ambush!
Those black rocks were people; those undulating lines on the cliff were people; those large things that looked like huge rocks were probably baskets used to hold rolling logs and stones. In the hands of those black figures, one could vaguely see some cold glints of light, which should be sharp weapons like blades or bows and arrows. This was a well-trained army. With great endurance, they braved the wind and the rain, lying in ambush and waiting for a bloodthirsty hunt in this rainy night in the deep mountains.
Who were they waiting for?
This was the border between Sky Fiend and Limitless. To the west was Sky Fiend Continent, and to the east was Limitless Continent's hinterland. If someone died here, it would most likely cause a war of words between the two countries.
Meng Fuyao smiled. In her current mood, she didn't want to meddle in other people's business. She stood up and was about to leave when she suddenly stopped.
'Sigh, let's see who's first.'
With a shake of her body, she spread her wings like a bird in the night. She climbed up a cliff and looked at the path she had come from. The rain was getting heavier, swirling and colliding with each other in the depths of the mountain, causing a deafening rumble.
Suddenly, a black horse galloped in front of her in the darkness. The horse was extremely handsome, and its hooves seemed to be flying. The rider was also dressed in a black robe, and as his sleeves fluttered in the wind, a faint flash of red could be seen.
Behind the black horse, an army swept past like a black cloud. The army was neat and tidy, and the sound of their hooves was uniform. Even though they were advancing in the rain, they could still feel the murderous aura coming towards them from afar.
Zhan Beiye, the Black Wind Cavalry!
Meng Fuyao's heart thumped.
They were actually planning to ambush Beiye!
This was the only way to enter the Tiansha Inner Land. Zhan Beiye was probably chasing after her. His big brother had finally lost his patience and wanted to make a move on him!
It was most likely the Tiger Fang Ravine incident that had inspired him. He obviously wanted to kill Zhan Beiye and then frame Zhan Wuji.
Meng Fuyao sprinted to the top of the mountain and shouted, "Stop! Stop! "
She used her internal energy to make a loud sound, but it was a pity that the rain was too heavy, the mountain winds were fierce, and the thunder rumbled. She and Zhan Beiye were not only separated by a mountain, but also a mountain's height. Zhan Beiye was leading the Black Wind Mount, and the sound of his horse hooves was enough to cover any sound.
"Stop!" "There's an ambush!"
The rider did not even raise his head as he charged forward with the speed of a dragon. He was already nearing the gap.
"F * ck!"
Meng Fuyao cursed. She raised her head to look at the opposite cliff. There were two cliffs opposite each other, as if they had been cut by a knife. There was an ambush on each side, and the mountain she was on was slightly higher than the cliff. If she climbed down from the top of the mountain, the two mountains would be close to each other. There was a platform there that she could take the risk of flying over. Although the distance was a little too far for humans, she could not care less.
When Meng Fuyao reached the edge of the cliff, someone on the opposite side had already noticed her. However, they were too far away to shoot. Someone climbed up and stared at the shadow that was jumping around. Suddenly, the shadow lifted its leg and jumped off the cliff.
The ambushers on the cliff let out an "Ah!" and were stunned. Suicide?
Meng Fuyao jumped off the cliff.
Time was of the essence. She had to rush to the platform that was close to the two mountains before she could warn Zhan Beiye. She had to reach there in a few seconds. Climbing down would be too late.
She gave a loud shout like a thunderclap. She forcefully treated the steep cliff as a flat road and ran straight down the cliff.
With a whooshing sound, a huge force hit her from behind like a cannonball, causing her internal organs to tremble. The wind that blew against her face was like a ruthless slap from God, making it hard for her to breathe. The hand of the God of Nature gripped Meng Fuyao tightly, intending to push this person who challenged the limits of the human body down the cliff and smash her into meat paste.
Meng Fuyao exhaled. All the true energy in her body was mobilized without reservation, along with the True Qi hidden in her dantian. She pushed it with all her might, fighting against the Force of Nature. Gradually, it flowed through her body like a golden shield. Because of the overuse, the true energy began to churn like boiling lava, ready to burst out of her body.
Meng Fuyao clenched her teeth and endured the pressure that was about to explode within her. She ran faster and faster in the wind and thunder. Finally, she turned into a long, dark-colored line that flowed down the cliff. She rolled down the cliff with a violent momentum, stopping abruptly at the last moment when she was about to lose control of her footing.
"Pfft!"
She spat out a mouthful of blood, which blossomed in the rain. Her last attempt to stop against the Force of Nature felt as if her heart had been struck by a giant hammer.
But it was also in this fearless struggle that she broke through in an instant.
The sound of hooves rumbled as they neared the breaking point!
She rolled to the side and landed on the platform. With a shake of her head, she leaped up like a leopard, an arrow already in her mouth.
Meng Fuyao raised her head, her eagle-like eyes fixed on the opposite side. There was a figure in black hiding behind a rock, holding a bow in a daze. They had personally witnessed the once-in-a-lifetime rush down the cliff and the slender figure that defied the Force of Nature. They were so shocked that they forgot to react. It was only when Meng Fuyao rolled down the stone platform that they realized what she was about to do. Subconsciously, they raised their hands and shot an arrow. Who would have thought that Meng Fuyao would still have such accurate eyesight and reflexes in such a desperate situation!
Black clouds rolled in like a hurricane. Zhan Beiye's cavalry was only two to three horse lengths away from the breaking point. He was anxious about Meng Fuyao's whereabouts and had given chase in the rainy night. He did not have the time to explore the path or advance slowly. Thus, he did not know that there were countless sinister eyes waiting for him in the depths of the mountain. He also did not know that just a few hundred meters above him, between two cliffs, amidst the rumbling thunder and pouring rain, Meng Fuyao had engaged in a silent battle of life and death with the Force of Nature and the fully-armed ambushed army!
The winged cavalry closed in. They were only three feet away from Zhan Beiye!
That distance was a place of life and death!
Meng Fuyao raised her head and spat out a sharp arrow. She reached out and plucked a tree that was as thick as her thigh, raised her hand, and swung it!
The tree was like a giant arrow, carrying with it a ferocious aura that could split the heavens and the earth. The huge force instantly shattered the leaves on the tree and shot straight into the group of people on the other side of the cliff.
Using the tree as a javelin, there's no room for negotiation!
"Bang!"
The tree crashed into the group of ambushers, knocking down more than ten people. Fresh blood and internal organs filled the air, and a few corpses fell with a loud crash.
"Smack!"
The corpses that had their chests pierced by the tree fell right in front of Zhan Beiye's horse, fresh blood splattering on his boots.
The corpses were blocking the opening!
If Zhan Beiye's horse took another step forward, he would be ambushed.
Zhan Beiye suddenly raised his head. The scenery was hazy in the rainy night. The black cliff and the black rain were pressing down heavily. On the opposite cliff, a slender figure was leaping and spinning, as if she was dodging the rain of arrows.
Meng Fuyao!
With a loud shout, Zhan Beiye leaped from his horse and climbed up the cliff in a few steps, leaving behind his shout in mid-air.
"Ji Yu! Do you know what to do? "
"Yes!"
The leader of the Black Wind Cavalry, Ji Yu, wiped away the rain on his face. He raised one hand and signaled for the cavalry to retreat in an orderly manner. His shocked gaze remained on the opposite cliff. There, a slender figure was moving about, moving as fast as a flowing light in the rain of arrows. His gaze then landed on the body that had been knocked off the cliff. It was this body that had been knocked off the cliff as a warning, saving the lives of over a thousand of them from this sinister ambush in the rainy night.
Ji Yu looked at the entrance of the broken valley again. If he remembered correctly, there was no such narrow entrance here. There was no place to set up such a sinister ambush. It was precisely because of this that he and the Fierce King, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, were so anxious that they did not notice the changes in the terrain in the rainy night and almost barged into a death trap.
Looking at the cliff with gratitude, Ji Yu waved his hand. "Retreat!"
The forest was not suitable for cavalry battles. The enemy had come prepared, and there would definitely be trenches and traps ahead. If they did not retreat now, when would they?
Zhan Beiye had already rushed up.
His figure soared through the rain, heading straight for the cliff where the rain of arrows had been fired at Meng Fuyao. The moment his toes touched the cliff, an even denser round of arrows came flying over.
Zhan Beiye did not evade. Raising his eyebrows, he shouted, "Break!"
Leaping into the air, he struck down with his vajra scepter. The scepter swung out a golden screen of light, carrying with it the power of a thousand catties.
"Boom!"
Half of the protruding cliff surface was cut off by Zhan Beiye!
Large pieces of rubble fell along with bodies. Cries of agony and shock traveled far into the deep forest. The entire mountain was filled with the sound of collapsing heaven and earth. The might of a human could actually be so great!
The moment the rocks fell, Zhan Beiye turned around and pressed himself against the cliff. As soon as the rocks fell, he floated up. Earlier, he was as heavy as Mount Tai, but now, he was as light as a feather. With a single float, he landed on the cliff.
Once he reached the cliff, it would be the death of the ambushers!
Cries of agony and blood splattered. Arrows and severed arms flew everywhere. Zhan Beiye charged into the crowd, snatching, smashing, stomping, and kicking!
Seeing Zhan Beiye reach the cliff, the ambushers on the other side of the cliff raised their bows and arrows. Unfortunately, due to the heavy rain and the dark night, their accuracy was poor. Zhan Beiye would throw an arm or a leg at them from time to time.
The space on the cliff was limited, and there were only about a hundred ambushers. Zhan Beiye killed them all in a few rounds. Then, with a shout, a crowd suddenly rushed out from the silent trees and bushes.
The entire mountain was filled with soldiers, waiting for Zhan Beiye and his thousand riders to walk right into the trap. Once the ambush was foiled, all that was left was to surround and kill them.
Zhan Beiye stood on the cliff, his black hair and robes fluttering in the wind. He tilted his head in the rain, his eyes filled with disdain. His handsome profile looked as if it had been carved by a knife.
"You want to kill me? Dream on! "
Zhan Beiye suddenly let out a thunderous roar. It was as if the Nine Heavens had suddenly lit up, startling the heavens. A bolt of lightning slid down and illuminated Zhan Beiye's flying figure.
He flew up and threw away the heavy Vajra Scepter. With a posture that was even more valiant than Meng Fuyao's, he lifted his leg and crossed the opposite cliff.
Seven feet across the cliff was also the limit of human strength. In the rain, the black-robed figure was like a cloud, and with a flash of his scarlet robe, he was already in mid-air.
Meng Fuyao raised her head. Her clothes were wet, and her black hair was sticking to her forehead, making it look even colder. She watched Zhan Beiye brazenly cross the cliff, stabbing a slender tree into the ground and laughing with her hands on her hips.
"Zhan Beiye, I'll laugh at you if you fall!"
"Swoosh!"
A ball of sparks suddenly exploded behind Zhan Beiye. The color was so bright that even the heavy rain could not conceal it. In an instant, it exploded into a yellow fireball, aiming straight for Zhan Beiye's back!
"F * cking despicable!"
Meng Fuyao cursed. She threw the tree in her hand, which collided with the fireball. With a loud bang, it was immediately scorched into two, and the sparks landed on Zhan Beiye's body, burning off a section of his sleeve.
In that instant, he was even closer, only a person's distance away from the cliff.
Just as Meng Fuyao heaved a sigh of relief, two more 'swoosh' sounds were heard. This time, the fireball was even faster and fiercer. One was aimed at Zhan Beiye, and the other at her.
There was no longer enough tree beside Meng Fuyao to block the fireball.
"F * cking hell!"
Meng Fuyao cursed and suddenly rushed toward Zhan Beiye. She did not hold back at all, launching herself like a cannonball. In an instant, her body was suspended in the air, and her body formed a line as she slammed into Zhan Beiye.
She sent him flying, just a hair's breadth away from the cliff, and just a hair's breadth away from being shot in the back.
The two of them tumbled down the cliff. Zhan Beiye looked up and saw that the cliff was far away from them. Without hesitation, he flipped Meng Fuyao over and placed her on top of him.
That way, even if she fell, she would still have a chance of survival with his body as a cushion.
But Meng Fuyao grinned in a flash.
"Stop!"
With a flick of her wrist, the two of them stopped in mid-air. Meng Fuyao did not stop. She reached out to pull Zhan Beiye up the cliff, but Zhan Beiye waved his arm and sent her up first.
"You go beat up the one with the gun first!"
"Alright!"
Meng Fuyao's shoulder touched the cliff wall, and she bounced up. She raised her hand and laughed. "Taste my 'Fairy Scattering Needles'!"
The person on the other side of the cliff subconsciously dodged, only to realize that there was nothing there. In a fit of rage, he raised his gun again, only to realize that there was a pair of cold, fiery eyes staring at him.
That gaze was far darker than an ordinary person's, like a piece of ironwood from the depths of the ocean. It was as if it had been tempered by ten thousand years of seawater, and when it looked at him coldly, it was as if a huge piece of wood had crashed into him, causing his heart to clench.
Zhan Beiye stood at the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind. He glanced sideways at the man on the other side of the cliff. "So it's you."
"I'm enough to take care of you." The man laughed coldly, subconsciously raising his gun and aiming it at Zhan Beiye.
"Finally, you can't take it anymore." Zhan Beiye sneered. "But you should have brought your entire gun team. Just you? It's not enough. "
"You can use your life to see if it's enough." The man laughed heartily and raised his gun.
Suddenly, he froze.
Zhan Beiye and the young man on the other side of the cliff had suddenly disappeared.
The man's eyes widened in shock, thinking that he was seeing things. He wiped the rainwater off his forehead, but when he put his hand down, his heart skipped a beat.
He saw Meng Fuyao's elegant brows and starry eyes suddenly appear in front of him.
How was this possible?
The man thought that he was dizzy from the rain. She was clearly on the other side of the cliff just a moment ago. Even if she had wings, she wouldn't be able to fly so fast. How could she suddenly appear in front of his gun?
Meng Fuyao grinned at him, revealing her white teeth.
With a flick of her finger, a 'pop' was heard.
A pebble was thrown into the gun's chamber. With a light click, the gun, which represented the highest level of weaponry in the Five Continents, was completely destroyed.
Meng Fuyao smiled even more warmly. "I greet you on behalf of Zhan Beiye's grandfather."
A black light flashed.
The man, who was staring at Meng Fuyao with wide eyes, suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and all his strength left his body.
A cracking sound came from his throat, and he looked down at his chest with difficulty. There was a huge hole there, and blood was gushing out.
Meng Fuyao's' Heaven Murder 'appeared and disappeared, stabbing into the chest of a certain beating heart. She pulled it out with droplets of blood dripping down. She wiped the dagger clean on the man's face and mumbled, "Actually, I don't know why Zhan Beiye's grandfather is greeting you either."
She chuckled and waved at the dumbfounded soldiers on the cliff. "Comrades, you've worked hard!"
With a swoosh, she suddenly disappeared from the cliff in an arc. On the other side, Zhan Beiye retracted his whip and cursed, "This crazy woman!"
When Meng Fuyao saw the ambush from the other side of the cliff, she had collected some hanging vines from the cliff and tied them together with her whip. It was these vines that allowed her to fly out of Zhan Beiye's grasp without falling off the cliff. After Zhan Beiye had climbed up the cliff, the two of them had been able to work together. Zhan Beiye had used the vines to wrap around Meng Fuyao, allowing her to fly across the cliff and kill the man in embroidered robes.
Back on the cliff, Meng Fuyao clapped her hands and asked Zhan Beiye, "Who was that guy?"
Zhan Beiye was silent for a moment before answering, "My third brother."
Meng Fuyao was stunned. She then saw Zhan Beiye looking into the depths of the forest, where layers of heads were emerging like dark clouds.
Zhan Beiye's voice was cold, like the clouds that were about to rain.
"Fuyao."
"Hmm?"
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