"Qu Shanhai, you are the elder of the Nanxi Qu family, but you go back on your word and even do such a thing." Mu Nan and Hua Yue cursed loudly and rushed towards Mu Hanyan at the same time, wanting to block for her, but the gap in strength was there, and there was no way they could catch up with the other party in speed.
Mu Hanyan's expression froze. She wasn't so naive as to think Qu Shanhai and the others would actually watch her take the Dragon Blood Stone. But she hadn't expected him to be so shameless, not even giving a reason or saying anything, just grabbing it directly. Oh, and he did have a reason, but it wasn't for her; it was just a self-consolation to cover up his mistake.
This kind of people are probably the most shameless people in the world. They are so shameless that they don’t even realize they are shameless.
Mu Hanyan didn't bother to despise Qu Shanhai's character. She swung the sword in her hand, and bits of cold light and phantoms floated by, like frost dancing in the air and colorful snowflakes.
"You actually dared to attack me? You're courting death!" Qu Shanhai sneered contemptuously. With a sixth-level realm, seventh-level combat power, and the Frost and Snow Sword Shadow comparable to the eighth-level Illusion Sword Technique, he certainly wouldn't hesitate at all.
With a cold laugh, Qu Shanhai slapped Mu Hanyan with his palm, clearly intending to kill her in one blow to eliminate future trouble. Even he couldn't understand how Mu Hanyan had broken through the light cocoon and obtained the Dragon Blood Stone, so he didn't dare to be careless.
"Young Master, be careful! Brother Hanyan, let's go!" Zirong, Mu Nan and others saw Qu Shanhai's murderous intent, their faces changed drastically, and they shouted loudly.
Their hearts were in their throats. For Zirong and Huayue, the impression of Mu Hanyan had already quietly shifted. Their feelings for her were definitely more than just a personal guard facing their master.
For Mu Nan, no matter whether Mu Hanyan was a playboy or a loser, he was always his relative. Moreover, after truly getting to know Mu Hanyan, he discovered that Mu Hanyan was not so playboy or loser at all. He even began to admire this elder brother.
Mu Hanyan also wanted to leave, but facing Qu Shanhai, who was a half-step swordsman, how could it be so easy to escape?
Qu Shanhai's palm, infused with powerful energy, easily broke through his frost and snow sword shadow and hit his chest.
"Bang!" Just when everyone thought Mu Hanyan was doomed, a crisp slapping sound was heard. The person being hit was none other than Qu Shanhai, while Mu Hanyan stood there unharmed.
A tall and graceful figure suddenly appeared beside Mu Hanyan. The slap was delivered by him. However, he did not use his hand, but the scabbard in his hand.
His appearance was so sudden, as if he had been standing there all along. If it weren't for his equally graceful, slender shadow in the sunlight, one would almost suspect it was an illusion.
Qu Shanhai was knocked unconscious by the attack. There was a clear mark of the scabbard on his face, and even the patterns on the scabbard could be seen. Qu Shanhai stared at the man in front of him in a daze.
Mu Hanyan was also shocked and turned to look at the man.
The man was dressed in black, his cape fluttering gently in the breeze. He was tall and slender, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and his face was breathtakingly beautiful. One glance at him and your mind goes blank, your breath even stops. His eyebrows reached his temples, his eyes were picturesque, and beneath his high nose, his lips were tightly pursed, his whole being resembled a picture scroll, and everything around him seemed to serve as a foil to him. In this heavenly world, everything seemed to stand still.
The man's flawless face was now icy cold, and his eyes were as frightening as a thousand-year-old cold pond.
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