Since arriving here, the original owner's lingering emotions have been directed at her alone. Although Shi Lan has not received the complete memories, she is clear that the original owner's death must be related to her. In addition, Huang Wanrou threatened her with a sharp knife before, so Shi Lan has no good feelings towards her.
It can be said that the conflict between Shi Lan and Huang Wanrou is an intractable knot. Shi Lan was already showing mercy by not dealing with her personally, yet she still dared to dream of leaving this place through Shi Lan.
Shi Lan smiled but didn't say anything.
Huang Wanrou was a little embarrassed. She looked up at Zhou Yan and took two steps forward. "How about I give you the knife and you stab me too to vent your anger?"
Shi Lan crossed her arms, leaned against the stone wall, and talked to herself while looking at Huang Wanrou, who was a step away.
Huang Wanrou leaned slightly forward, seemingly about to draw a dagger.
Upon seeing her movement, Zhou Yan's back stiffened, and all the muscles in her body tensed instantly.
Shi Lan glanced at her with surprise, seeing her looking as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Huang Wanrou glanced at her sideways, then suddenly let out a cold laugh, her slender hand like an eagle's claw, grabbing at Shi Lan's head.
Shi Lan was caught off guard by Huang Wanrou's sudden attack and was caught red-handed.
Zhou Yan suddenly screamed and scratched at Huang Wanrou's dark eyes with her long fingernails.
Fearing disfigurement, Huang Wanrou closed her eyes in fear. Zhou Yan swung her arm downwards, forcefully pulling Shi Lan's arm out of Huang Wanrou's grasp.
Huang Wanrou opened her eyes and realized she had fallen into a trap; her beautiful face twisted in disbelief.
"How dare you..."
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Zhou Yan puffed out her chest and glared at Huang Wanrou without showing any weakness before she could finish speaking.
Huang Wanrou chuckled coldly, "Fine, fine, since you're courting death, you can't blame me." Before she finished speaking, her five fingers spread open, her fingers bent and taut, her once plump fingers suddenly withered, the skin dry and clinging to the finger bones.
Shi Lan was horrified. What kind of skill was this?
Zhou Yan bowed slightly, her fists clenched, a hint of fear and disgust flashing across her delicate face.
Huang Wanrou glanced at Shi Lan, who was confused, snorted, and turned her gaze to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan gave a low shout, slightly turned her body, and kicked Huang Wanrou straight in the face with her long leg.
Huang Wanrou dodged to the side, her fingers flashing like lightning as she turned towards Zhou Yan's back. Zhou Yan swept her long leg across the ground and shifted her body downwards, avoiding the fierce grab.
Shi Lan frowned as she watched the two exchange blows. Huang Wanrou's moves were unpredictable, while Zhou Yan responded nimbly. At first glance, the two seemed evenly matched, but as time went on, Zhou Yan's momentum began to wane, and Huang Wanrou's pretty face revealed a smug look.
Shi Lan was a little anxious, so when Huang Wanrou turned her back to him, he used all his strength to strike her vital points on her back.
Huang Wanrou seemed to have been waiting for her to make a move. She immediately turned around, her hands gripping Shi Lan's outstretched arm to feel her pulse, and her dark eyes suddenly turned into bright golden yellow.
"Shi Lan, get out of the way quickly, don't let her catch you!" Zhou Yan shouted anxiously. A few steps away, Ze and Leng Qingyue, who were fighting fiercely, stopped at the same time. Ze rushed towards Shi Lan like a whirlwind, while Leng Qingyue, carrying a soft sword that was stained with a few marks, said urgently, "Wanrou, stop!"
Huang Wanrou turned her head to look at Leng Qingyue, then turned her eyes to Ze, who was already in a panic. A slight upturn of her lips revealed a cold and ruthless smile. Her eagle-claw-like fingers tightened sharply. Shi Lan felt a sudden chill all over her body, as if something was flowing out of her body along her pulse.
Shi Lan was startled and struggled frantically, but the more she struggled, the faster time passed, and in just a few seconds she collapsed weakly to the ground.
In contrast, Huang Wanrou was completely different from before. Her well-proportioned body radiated a faint glow, and her expression was also different from before.
Zhou Yan pursed her lips, watching her haughty, indifferent expression. As if remembering something, a resolute look suddenly appeared on her face.
Huang Wanrou turned her eyes, parted her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
Zhou Yan suddenly wrapped her arms around Leng Qingyue's slender waist and lunged at her.
Huang Wanrou stumbled and fell to the side. Leng Qingyue reached out to help her, but forgot that he was holding a cold, soft sword.
With a soft "sizzle," the two of them were pierced through like skewers of candied hawthorns.
Huang Wanrou, who was the first to be pierced, stared wide-eyed at the sword blade in her chest and abdomen, then looked up at Leng Qingyue, her pretty face twisted and ferocious.
"Qingyue, you actually killed... me!" Huang Wanrou struggled for a moment, then collapsed onto Leng Qingyue.
Leng Qingyue stared blankly at her gradually cooling body, unable to recover.
Ze hurriedly shook the unconscious Shi Lan. Seeing the claw on Shi Lan's wrist, he pouted in anger and reached out to break it. With a few crisp sounds, the skin-and-bones finger broke off cleanly.
Ze held Shi Lan, whose face was deathly pale and who was barely breathing, and was so panicked that he didn't know what to do.
Leng Qingyue remained silent as he looked at Shi Lan, his refined and fair face showing anxiety and guilt.
Leaning against Huang Wanrou, Zhou Yan, barely breathing, sneered at him, "You're such a hypocrite. This isn't the first time Huang Wanrou has done this. Who are you trying to fool with this act?"
Leng Qingyue looked down at her, remained silent for a few seconds, and then helped her lean against the stone wall. "I am very sorry about what happened to your master, but the situation was critical at the time, and Wanrou did this in order to save the three of us."
Blood trickled from the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth. "Don't put it so nicely. Huang Wanrou wanted to harm me back then. My master died in my place. You didn't bring me along out of kindness. You just wanted to have another scapegoat." Zhou Yan took a breath and chuckled softly. "Now that my master has been avenged, I have no regrets."
Zhou Yan turned her head with difficulty to look at Shi Lan, wanting to say something, but in the end, she didn't have time before she breathed her last.
Shi Lan tilted her head, her face as white as paper, and remained as quiet as if she were asleep.
Ze called out to Shi Lan softly, his face showing helplessness and anxiety.
"How is she?" Leng Qingyue took two steps forward, wanting to check on Shi Lan's condition.
Ze turned his head to look at him, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and attacked him head-on.
Leng Qingyue took two steps back, raised her soft sword, and blocked his long fingernails.
A faint ripple spread through the air. Ze stopped his attack and looked at the other side with a wronged expression.
Leng Qingyue was startled and turned to look.
A tall, slender, and aloof figure slowly emerged.
"Haoze, is that you?" Leng Qingyue looked at the newcomer in astonishment.
Haoze glanced at him coldly, strode towards Shi Lan, bent down and took her wrist. After a moment, he half-supported and half-carried Shi Lan against the stone wall, and his usually cold and aloof face showed a slight reduction in worry.
Leng Qingyue watched his movements and suddenly realized, "Immortal Lord Lan, is she really Immortal Lord Lan?"
Haoze looked at him coldly and said, "So what if you are? With what you've done, do you think you still have a chance?"
Leng Qingyue's expression darkened, and the soft sword he was holding clattered to the ground.
Ze glared at him resentfully, then ran a few steps to Haoze's side, grabbed his clothes, and looked at him longingly.
Haoze patted his head, and a flash of golden light disappeared from his hand.
Ze closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, a golden light flashed in his eyes.
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