Chapter 243
We must never let our guard down!
Rong Rong flew through the night sky, occasionally landing on a rooftop before continuing to fly for a long time, leaving the inn far behind.
Rong Rong smiled.
666 applauded Rong Rong in the space, "Host is awesome! You've made great progress! Your lightness skill is excellent! And you're so beautiful! So great, so great!"
With each compliment, Rong Rong's figure grew lighter and lighter, and the smile on her lips widened.
Suddenly, her vision blurred, and a figure appeared in front of her.
Rong Rong hurriedly stopped, but was still a beat too slow as the person grabbed her wrist and pulled her into their arms.
"Haha, little sister has learned her lesson!" Feng Qilan winked at Rong Rong with seductive eyes.
It was only then that Rong Rong realized that Feng Qilan seemed ridiculously tall, three heads taller than her.
Wait a minute! How did this person get taller?
Rong Rong's eyes widened. And wasn't it said that the original owner's lightness skill was top-notch in the martial arts world? Ordinary people couldn't compare to her at all? Why did Feng Qilan catch up with her so quickly?
"Maybe, maybe, she's not an ordinary person?" 666 tentatively guessed.
Rong Rong was furious. "Who are you?"
Feng Qilan smiled, "Your master."
These words were spoken entirely in a man's voice, which startled Rong Rong instantly. However, Feng Qilan did not give Rong Rong time to react and ripped off Rong Rong's veil.
The next person to be surprised was Feng Qilan, whose eyes were glazed over as he stared intently at Rong Rong.
Like Chen Gaoyang, Feng Qilan thought Rong Rong would be a beauty, but he never imagined she would be this beautiful.
More beautiful than him...
Feng Qilan is also a well-known beauty in the martial arts world. Although she is a man, she likes to dress as a woman and still made it onto the list of beauties.
Feng Qilan also loves beautiful women, but he is different from others. He likes to collect beautiful women, train them, and tame them like dogs, so that they obey his every command and do his bidding.
Because he knew best how destructive beauty could be, the beauties he trained could often easily complete the tasks he assigned, and because of these beauties, no one dared to provoke him.
As for his methods of taming people... he used every means at his disposal.
In short, so far no one has disobeyed him or failed to be his slave, not even a ghost.
Upon seeing Rong Rong in the woods, Feng Qilan immediately decided to take her back. Coincidentally, his Mixiang Pavilion in Huaizhou was short of a courtesan, and he had a gut feeling that Rong Rong would be capable of the job.
But these thoughts vanished after he tore off Rong Rong's veil.
At this moment, Feng Qilan had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to take the person back, hide him, and lock him in a magnificent cage deep in the mountains.
Only he can see the other person, only he can be with the other person every day, and of course, the other person can only see him.
Looking at the captivating face before him, which made his pride in his own beauty pale in comparison, Feng Qilan suddenly felt ashamed and even wanted to find a veil to cover his ugly face.
A beautiful woman is like a night-blooming cereus, pure and dazzling, charming and delicate.
The way the other person glared at him was so endearing, and their shimmering eyes clearly held a hint of grievance.
Trembling and floating, its delicate fragrance wafts through the air, tempting one to pick it.
Feng Qilan was mesmerized and unconsciously moved slowly closer to Rong Rong.
Rong Rong gripped the dagger tightly in her hand, her expression unchanged, waiting to deliver a fatal blow.
However, she was not given such an opportunity. Suddenly, someone flew down and struck Feng Qilan in the back.
Feng Qilan's eyes sharpened. She gently pushed Rong Rong away and turned to block the other party's attack.
The two instantly clashed, their palm strikes ravaging the surrounding trees beyond recognition.
The two were initially worried about accidentally hurting Rong Rong, but upon closer inspection, they couldn't find any trace of her nearby.
Rong Rong ran away immediately, of course; she couldn't trust anyone now.
Rong Rong knew that others would pursue her, but she didn't expect them to catch up so quickly.
Fortunately, the person who came was not Feng Qilan; unfortunately, the other party seemed to be a black-clad assassin from the woods.
"Sister, don't run away! I'm not a bad person. You saw it yourself, Feng Qilan and Chen Gaoyang are the bad guys. The reason I chased them is because they stole my family's treasure!"
Jiang Yetang chased after Rong Rong, keeping the same speed as her, smiling brightly, revealing two adorable little tiger teeth.
Jiang Yetang had long since forgotten about the idea of holding a grudge, finding someone to show mercy and only give them a slap, and teasing them to vent his anger.
Actually, he caught up with Rong Rong and the others just as they passed through the city gate, but Jiang Yetang did not show himself, thinking he would hide in the shadows and watch the show.
Of course he knew that Chen Gaoyang and Feng Qilan were both villains; one was a notorious lecher in the martial arts world, and the other was the left protector of the Burning Heaven Sect.
Both of them enjoyed torturing young girls, especially beautiful ones. Although their specific methods of torturing differed, they were largely the same.
That stupid woman bumped into these two, even tried to save them, and kicked him. He was just going to sit back and wait for them to suffer the consequences.
He would reappear after the other party had suffered greatly, acting as their hero, and only after the other party had completely placed their trust and dependence on him would he strike back hard.
He wanted to teach this foolish woman a lesson about the dangers of the world.
But all plans were unexpectedly disrupted.
Just as Feng Qilan tore off the other woman's veil, Jiang Yetang, who was hiding in a nearby tree, felt as if he had been captured.
Who would have thought? How could it be possible? But it really happened.
Jiang Yetang skillfully concealed the longing and possessiveness in her eyes; her cat-like eyes only held a clear, bright light.
For the first time in his life, Jiang Yetang began to feel grateful for his baby face. That childish face, which was often ridiculed and loathed by him, and which lacked any sense of authority, suddenly became his advantage.
"Sister, I'm serious! I'm not a bad person! I'm Jiang Yetang, the Soul-Devouring Blade, ranked third on the Young Heroes List! My character is beyond reproach!"
Jiang Yetang grinned, patted his chest with a smug look on his face, almost puffing his chest out to the sky.
Rong Rong glanced at the man and relaxed her guard slightly. Having read the world's background information, she knew that those who could make it onto the Young Heroes Ranking all came from prestigious sects, especially the top twenty, who were either the young masters or disciples of the sect leaders.
Regardless of their true nature, these people would never openly commit evil deeds.
In particular, the top ten young heroes all come from first-class sects in the martial arts world. These sects have strict requirements and rules for their disciples, so the probability of them being evil people is extremely low.
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