"Ha, still dare to argue? Prepare to die!"
However, Qiu Yuping had no desire to listen to Murong Qin's explanation. All she wanted now was to kill her and then tell Jun Feijue about her death.
The thought that Jun Feijue might be saddened and in pain because of this filled her with immense pleasure.
If we could also throw a bucket of mud at Jun Feijue's head from the Blood Robe Alliance, that would be perfect!
"No…"
Faced with Qiu Yuping's deadly strike, Murong Qin felt despair.
Master, Qin'er is so sorry...
"Clang..."
However, just when Murong Qin thought her death was imminent, and Qiu Yuping revealed a twisted smile, a black feather fan suddenly rushed over and blocked her attack.
"Whoosh..."
The next second, Murong Qin, who was lying on the ground, was caught in Zhan Wushuang's arms.
"Hi, beautiful lady, we meet again."
Looking at Murong Qin in his arms, Zhan Wushuang's red lips curled up, and he greeted her with a roguish smile. The Crimson Feather Fan had already returned to her back.
"Clang clang!"
At the same time, a dark gray figure jumped off Zhan Wushuang's shoulder and pounced into Murong Qin's arms.
"You...you are Feifei!"
Upon seeing Feng Feifei in her arms, Murong Qin was completely bewildered and somewhat unsure of what was going on.
Before, the mixed hair was a bit ugly, but it was still quite cute. Now, how come it's only been a few months and... there's not a single hair left?
Moreover, it turned into this incredibly ugly thing.
"It's a long story. Let's talk about it after we've dealt with things here."
As Zhan Wushuang spoke, he gently put Murong Qin down and helped her stand up, then slipped her a healing pill. "Go and take care of her for now."
"Yes, thank you very much."
Murong Qin swallowed the pill, then hugged Feng Feifei and thanked Zhan Wushuang with a slightly flushed face.
For some reason, even though the other person was a girl, she seemed so heroic and handsome in every gesture!
"Qiu Yuping, why did you attack Xiao Qin'er?"
Zhan Wushuang, holding a crimson feather fan, slowly walked forward, exuding an aura of power and bearing the majesty of a royal princess, her elegance and grace unmatched.
"I...I...she's a spy for the Blood-Clad Alliance!"
Faced with such a formidable opponent, even Qiu Yuping was momentarily stunned. However, she quickly recovered and said with considerable annoyance, "The scoundrels of the Blood Robe Alliance deserve to be killed by everyone. What, do you know them?"
"You're lying. I clearly told you I came to see the Duke."
Upon hearing Qiu Yuping's words, Murong Qin immediately stepped forward angrily to retort, "On the contrary, it is you who want to kill me without even knowing the facts."
"The academy is so big, how am I supposed to know which one you're talking about?"
Qiu Yuping, however, remained unconvinced and sneered, "Besides, you said you came to find someone, yet you don't know a single bit of their identity information. Isn't that suspicious?"
"Clang clang!"
Hearing Qiu Yuping's words, even Feng Feifei was furious. If she hadn't been held by Murong Qin, she probably would have pounced on her and scratched her.
"Qiu Yuping, others may not know our master, but how could you not know him?"
Zhan Wushuang naturally wouldn't listen to her excuses, and said with a mocking expression, "After all, you and our master are both homeroom teachers."
"you!"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yuping gripped her sword hilt tightly in anger, cursing inwardly why Jun Feijue and the others had suddenly appeared; otherwise, Murong Qin would have been dead for sure.
Jun Feijue, Jun Feijue, was only five years old when he became her class teacher, standing on equal footing with her.
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