Zhao Yuwei's heart sank suddenly. She looked at Xiao Feng, her eyes filled with pain.
She shook her head: "I won't do that. I'd rather die with Xiao Feng!"
Xiao Feng felt a warm current surge in his heart upon hearing Zhao Yuwei's words.
I had originally intended to probe further into the banshee's depths, but now it seems unnecessary.
Suddenly, a powerful burst of spiritual energy erupted.
He formed a hand seal, and a dazzling golden light burst forth from his body, instantly severing the vines that were wrapped around Zhao Yuwei.
"Yuwei, I'm coming to save you!" Xiao Feng shouted, his figure flashing like lightning as he flew towards Zhao Yuwei.
Just then, the woman in red let out a sinister laugh, and countless vines swept towards Xiao Feng like snakes.
A cold glint flashed in Xiao Feng's eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, a longsword formed from pure spiritual energy appeared in his hand.
The sword flashed, like an inverted Milky Way, instantly severing the oncoming vines.
"Boom!" Wherever the sword energy passed, the stone slabs on the ground shattered instantly, and fragments of stone flew everywhere.
The woman in red was forced back three feet by the sudden attack, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"I didn't realize you possessed such formidable spiritual power," the woman in red sneered. "But no matter how powerful you are, I will still kill you today!"
Before he finished speaking, countless vines swept towards Xiao Feng like a storm.
Xiao Feng wielded his long sword with the speed of the wind, and wherever the sword light passed, the vines snapped.
However, the fractured area quickly regenerated at an alarming rate.
"Damn it!" Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and hissed, "These vines have such incredible regenerative abilities!"
While Xiao Feng was dealing with the vine attacks with all his might, Zhao Yuwei and Sima Yan found themselves in an even more dangerous situation.
Countless vines wrapped them up like silkworms, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two huge cocoons.
"Xiao Feng! Save me!" Zhao Yuwei's voice came from the cocoon, filled with fear and despair.
"No! Let me go!" Sima Yan struggled frantically inside the cocoon, but to no avail.
Xiao Feng was extremely anxious as he watched the two of them being trapped.
However, just as he was about to break through the encirclement of vines, the scene before him suddenly distorted.
When Xiao Feng opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar city.
The surrounding area is filled with magnificent buildings, creating a scene of prosperity.
However, the streets were in chaos as large amounts of gold and silver treasures were being continuously transported out of the city.
Behind the treasure-carrying caravan, a cavalry unit moved slowly. The leading knight was none other than the woman in red who had attacked them earlier!
She sat high atop a magnificent black horse, her gaze sweeping coldly over her surroundings.
Xiao Feng looked around and found that Zhao Yuwei and Sima Yan were also nearby.
And he was on horseback too!
Zhao Yuwei's eyes suddenly lit up, and she whispered to Xiao Feng, "Xiao Feng, I understand! That woman in red must be a vengeful spirit, and this must be her realm of vengeance! We're trapped in her memories!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Feng frowned.
Looking at the magnificent yet chaotic city before him, a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.
"Could this be the legendary Mogan City?" he muttered to himself. "How can we escape this wretched place?"
"I don't know, but I feel that in this realm of resentment, we will definitely experience what the master of the realm of resentment went through."
No sooner had she finished speaking than the woman in red suddenly reined in her horse, turned around, and shouted at them, "What are you three standing there for? Hurry up and follow me!"
Xiao Feng and his two companions then snapped out of their daze and hurriedly jogged to catch up with the cavalry.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the city gate.
The woman in red at the head of the group dismounted, and Xiao Feng finally got a clear look at her face. She possessed an extraordinary air about her, and her brows exuded a strong and decisive aura.
"Lord Lan Ying," a guard said respectfully, "we have arrived at Centipede City."
It really was Lan Ying.
Lan Ying was about to step into the city when she was stopped by the guards at the gate.
"Halt!" a sallow-faced guard shouted gruffly. "No one is allowed to enter the city without the Lord's decree!"
Lan Ying frowned: "I am a special envoy from Mogan City, sent here to handle important matters. Please make an exception."
The guard remained unmoved, instead revealing a disdainful smile: "Special envoy? Hmph, who knows if you're an imposter. Without a written order, even the Heavenly King himself wouldn't be able to act!"
Xiao Feng could tell that the guard was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Lan Ying clearly noticed this as well, but she did not get angry. Instead, she gave a meaningful smile.
“Brother,” Lan Ying said softly, pulling a bulging money pouch from her bosom. “We have come from afar and are exhausted from our journey. If you can make an exception for us, we will be very grateful.”
Upon seeing this, a glint of greed flashed in the guard's eyes.
He reached out and took the money bag, weighed it in his hand, and his expression immediately became amiable.
"Oh my, it's Lady Lan Ying who has come to visit in person!"
The guard smiled and tucked the money pouch into his pocket, saying, "It was my fault for not recognizing your greatness. I have offended you greatly. However..."
He changed the subject, a flippant look on his face: "Lord Lan Ying is so handsome, how about you do me the honor of having a few drinks with me tonight?"
The atmosphere froze instantly upon hearing this.
Lan Ying's face instantly turned cold. She slowly raised her head, her gaze as sharp as a knife.
"What did you say?" Her voice was low and dangerous.
The guard seemed oblivious to the approaching danger, and continued to say with a grin, "Don't be so stingy, we're all... ah!"
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of cold light appeared. Blood splattered, and the guard's right arm fell to the ground with a thud.
"Ahhh!" A shrill scream echoed through the city gate.
Lan Ying held a longsword, its tip still dripping blood. She coldly looked at the guard who was writhing on the ground clutching his severed arm, her voice chilling: "My sword never jokes with people."
This happened so fast that Xiao Feng didn't even have time to react. By the time he came to his senses, everything around him was in chaos.
The other guards drew their spears and surrounded Lan Ying and her group.
"Murder! The special envoy from Mogan City has rebelled!" someone shouted.
Xiao Feng inwardly cried out in alarm; this was a huge problem!
Just as the situation was about to erupt, a gentle and refined voice suddenly rang out: "Please wait, everyone!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a handsome young man walking slowly from not far away. He was dressed in white, with a handsome face and elegant manners, like a gentle breeze.
"Shao Yue greets Lord Lan Ying." The young man in white approached Lan Ying and bowed slightly. "May I ask what brings you here, my lord?"
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