Perhaps remembering something, Li Gan's eyes gradually turned cold, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and the smile on his lips disappeared little by little. He said indifferently, "Didn't you say that you would never forgive me if we met again? Why don't we have a good fight in this demonic array today?"
Liu Lingying's face turned cold, and she said coldly, "I'm asking you, what are you doing here?!"
Li Gan extended his right hand, and a flash of blood-red light appeared on his hand, revealing a short, blood-red dagger. He slowly walked forward, tossing the dagger up and catching it steadily as he went. He chuckled wickedly, "Do you still remember this dagger? This dagger is a treasure forged from the blood pool. How about I use this dagger to have a duel with you today?"
Liu Lingying's gaze turned cold, her eyes filled with disgust as she looked at the short knife in Li Gan's hand. A ring on her left index finger flashed, and a seven-inch-long silver flying sword flew out of the ring and spun around her. Her brows furrowed, and she shouted sharply, "Fine! Today I will settle things with you. I lost to you back then, and today I will definitely defeat you!"
"Alright," Li Gan said with a wicked smile, "Back then, our bet was Lin'er. What will we bet on today?"
Liu Lingying raised her eyebrows and said sternly, "Today's bet is still Lin'er. If I win, I want Lin'er to come to my side. If I lose, I will give you my life. How about it?"
"Lin'er?" Li Gan scoffed, saying indifferently, "Do you think Lin'er will still acknowledge you? He... already hates you to the core!"
Liu Lingying trembled, stumbled, and almost fell. She was furious, her lips trembling slightly with rage, and she shouted, "Li Gan!"
Li Gan's half-closed eyes held a complex expression, a hint of satisfaction mixed with tenderness. It was impossible to tell from his expression whether he hated or loved Liu Lingying.
“My Lin’er…” Liu Lingying’s eyes stung with tears, and her voice choked with sobs. She quickly lowered her head to hide her vulnerability. When she looked up at Li Gan again, her eyes were red-rimmed, and the deep hatred in them made Li Gan’s heart tremble.
Liu Lingying made a sword gesture with her right hand, ready to command her flying sword to attack Li Gan, when suddenly a delicate female voice rang out, calling out, "Your Excellency!"
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Liuli and Shichan had been inside the demonic formation for almost an hour. Ever since they escaped from the passage where rocks kept falling, they dared not linger in any other passage. They kept moving forward, fleeing as quickly as possible from any passage where they encountered ambush. By now, both the human and the demon were injured and extremely exhausted.
Liuli walked listlessly, saying weakly, "Little monk, when will we be able to get out of this awful place?"
Shi Chan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "When I first heard my master talk about this formation, he said that there is only one way out in this man-eating demon palace, and this way out has hundreds of forks. Among those who enter this formation, only one in a thousand is lucky enough to walk through the entire way out."
"What should we do then?" Liuli exclaimed in surprise.
Shi Chan replied in a low voice, "We can only try our best to survive and wait for our teachers to come. Otherwise, it is impossible for us to get out on our own."
Liuli frowned, looking even more exhausted, and nodded, saying, "Alright, then let's hope your commander comes soon and rescues us..."
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Liu Lingying paused in her swordplay, glancing past Li Gan to look behind him. She saw a tall woman in a black dress approaching. She was a woman of captivating beauty, with jet-black hair tied in a bun adorned with black and blood-red hairpins. Her small face featured almond-shaped eyes with a mischievous slant at the corners, exuding allure. Her cherry-red lips held a hint of a seductive smile.
Her clothes were exceptionally thin, revealing large expanses of her snow-white skin, which appeared even more like jade against the backdrop of her pure black attire, shimmering with a lustrous glow.
"Why are you here?" Li Gan turned his head and asked in a deep voice.
"Your Excellency has made me search for you for so long..." The woman in black walked to Li Gan's side, put her two slender arms on Li Gan's shoulders, and rested her chin on her arms. She glanced at Liu Lingying with a wicked smile, then whispered in Li Gan's ear and said ambiguously, "Your Excellency left me alone on the bed and wouldn't let me follow, but I was worried about you, so of course I had to come."
Perhaps because Liu Lingying was watching from the side, Li Gan felt a slight aversion to the black-clad woman's closeness. He moved as if he wanted to push her away, but in the end he didn't move. He just let the woman lean on him, his body stiffening slightly.
"Your Excellency," the woman in black turned to look at Liu Lingying and asked in a sweet voice, "Who is she?"
Li Gan paused for a moment, then said coldly, "You don't need to know who she is."
"Oh." The woman in black tilted her head and said with a wicked smile, "Then they probably aren't anyone important!"
"Hmph!" Liu Lingying looked coldly at Li Gan, feeling not only hatred and disgust, but also a faint sense of unease. She spat and said in a chilling voice, "Disgusting."
With that, she moved her sword incantation, manipulating the silver flying sword to swiftly stab towards Li Gan and the other man.
The woman in black smiled wickedly, stepped forward and stood in front of Li Gan, saying with a wicked grin, "Your Majesty need not make a move, let Xi Lian play with her for a while!"
As she spoke, she reached for her waist and instantly produced a blood-red soft sword. The belt-like thing that had been around her waist was actually a soft sword.
Xi Lian flicked her soft sword, lightly touched the ground with her toes, and flew up nimbly towards Liu Lingying. Her speed was extremely fast, leaving behind afterimages in the air.
Soon Xi Lian encountered the silver flying sword. She revealed herself, floated in the air, and swung her soft sword. The soft sword instantly straightened out, and the tip of the sword pierced the flying sword.
In the air, the tips of the soft sword and the flying sword faced each other. Under the glow of blood-red and silver light, both swords seemed to be exerting all their strength to rush forward, emitting a slight "hissing" sound.
The two swords remained suspended in mid-air for a while. At this moment, Xi Lian's smile disappeared, her brows furrowed, and a fine layer of sweat was visible on her forehead.
Looking at Liu Lingying, although her face was also solemn, she was much better off than Xi Lian. She switched her sword techniques, pushed her hands forward, and the silver flying sword shone brightly, suddenly charging forward. The soft sword opposite it immediately retreated, softening and curling into a ball. Taking advantage of this momentum, the flying sword rapidly pierced towards Xi Lian, who was startled and hurriedly retreated.
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