"Charge!" With her teammates by her side, Yuan Qingli felt much more at ease and charged forward with the scissors in hand.
For some reason, these four-legged creatures that came down from other floors were much shorter and weaker than the bodyguards at the entrance.
I reckon the stronger ones are all used to guard important figures, and these are just patrolling henchmen. I'm surprised that I can handle them with ease despite my injuries.
One of the four-legged creatures was kicked away, but another one came leaping from the wall. Yuan Qingli couldn't dodge in time and could only lie on her side against the wall in an extremely awkward position.
Before their eyes, a flash of blue light appeared, and the sword immortal's blue blade followed perfectly, piercing into the four-legged beast's head.
"Great!" Yuan Qingli praised loudly.
This sword strike was so ingenious that the four-legged beast was left airborne with nowhere to brace itself.
He managed to dodge perfectly, coordinating flawlessly. The sword immortal truly lived up to his name, demonstrating his exceptional control.
If the sword immortal had been even a fraction faster, or if I had been just a beat slower, I would probably have been pierced through the heart by a sword and turned into candied hawthorns by the four-legged beast.
if?!
Yuan Qingli put down her clapping hands: "Let's go."
Yuan Qingli arrived in front of room 1305 and kicked it, but there was no reaction.
"Come here." The sword immortal remained motionless.
Yuan Qingli narrowed her eyes and commanded in her mind: "Destroy this door."
The next moment, the sword immortal raised his sword and brought it down, and amidst several sword lights, the solid wood door shattered into pieces.
The room 1305 was slightly messy, indicating that the occupant had struggled before being taken away.
Yuan Qingli looked around and saw several tire tracks and a pair of hemostats on the carpet.
"Let's go to the operating room."
Yuan Qingli rushed out of the room, where the limbs and remains of the four-legged beasts were scattered in the corridor.
Yuan Qingli suppressed the nausea in her stomach and racked her brains, trying to figure out where the operating room could be. But she had no clue.
The elevators not far away began to converge on the 13th floor, clearly another wave of wild beasts.
Yuan Qingli's forehead was covered in sweat, while the sword immortal stood to the side, his handsome figure and cold expression revealing nothing of his thoughts.
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"Camera."
A barely audible sound rang in my ears.
Yuan Qingli frowns, followed by a close-up shot?
What's the meaning?
The voice came again, but this time it was barely a whisper. Clearly, saying those few words had taken a tremendous amount of effort.
"go."
A glint flashed in Yuan Qingli's eyes; the operating room was right there.
Taking the elevator is out of the question, and climbing 15 flights of stairs seems... impossible as well.
Yuan Qingli reached out and wrapped her arms around the sword immortal's waist.
This action startled the sword immortal. For over two hundred years, apart from his female disciple, no one had dared to hug him like that.
Suppressing the trembling in his heart, he heard urgent words: "Quickly, fly on your sword and go down the stairs to the basement."
I was still wondering how she knew I could carry people on my sword.
A sharp pain shot through Mu Yingshan's waist, making his eyebrows stand on end. It was the result of Yuan Qingli pinching a piece of flesh and rotating it 90 degrees clockwise.
"Hurry up, what are you spacing out for?"
Just as he was about to go berserk and felt himself in a strange state, Mu Yingshan had no choice but to summon his flying sword. The sword flashed and Qingfeng darted down the stairs.
The narrow staircase did not hinder the sword immortal's nimble movements in the slightest.
Yuan Qingli felt the steps around her rushing backward, and the numbers at the corner rapidly decreased in an arithmetic sequence. In less than half a minute, she arrived at the entrance of the basement.
"Ugh." Yuan Qingli turned around and gagged, then patted the sword immortal on the shoulder. "Your driving speed is definitely that of an experienced driver. You'd win every race."
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