Chapter 171, Chapter 7: The Blind Girl in the World of High Martial Arts
Unfortunately, it's just a dream.
That woman is too difficult to deal with.
If he really dares to make a move, he'll probably be the one locked up.
Xu Qingzhou frowned, his heart brimming with unspoken words, unsure where to begin his tirade.
Tianxing thrust forward, the sword tip humming, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and his tone was so cold it could spit out ice shards.
What did you do to her?
Intuition told him that her connection with him had been severed, but she was still inextricably linked to the person in front of her.
The man smiled and shook his head slightly.
"Don't be in such a hurry, Young Master Xu."
His tone was light and cheerful, with an incongruous air of naivety.
"How about we play a game?"
Xu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, his sword aura condensing but not being released.
What game?
"A game where you have to choose one of two options."
The man snapped his fingers, and the surrounding snow seemed to be guided, condensing into two mirrors in mid-air.
One on the left and one on the right, they floated in front of Xu Qingzhou, their mirror surfaces shimmering with light.
"Although the game is a bit old-fashioned, it's really fun, isn't it?"
The image slowly appeared in the snow mirror.
On the left is Yu Wanwan, sitting on the snow with her head down.
She was completely naked, simply sitting there quietly.
She kept her head down, so her expression was not visible, but it was clear that she was not injured.
Xu Qingzhou's tense heart relaxed slightly.
At least, she is safe for now.
However, when his gaze shifted to the mirror on the right, his heart, which had just relaxed, suddenly tightened again.
After climbing the mountain, they were too weak to continue. Zhuang Xinyue, who was waiting at the foot of the mountain with Shen Liuyun, appeared in the mirror at this moment.
Compared to Yu Wanwan, who only seemed to be trapped, Zhuang Xinyue's situation could be described as very bad.
Rough ropes were tied around her wrists, suspending her from a crooked tree.
Her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and her breath was weak.
Her once elegant dress was now soaked in blood, and her body was covered in wounds, some so deep that the bone was visible.
Only the extremely faint rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive.
Shen Liuyun is not in the scene, and it is unknown whether he is dead or not.
Xu Qingzhou gripped the longsword tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his heart surging with rage.
The angrier he gets, the calmer he becomes.
He raised his eyes, his gaze shooting like a sharp arrow at the man in white, as if he wanted to pierce him.
"What tricks are you trying to pull?"
A choice between two options?
This is not funny at all.
The man simply shrugged.
"I really just want to play a game of choosing one of two with Young Master Xu."
Innocent and naive, even with a hint of grievance.
"Choose one, the other will die immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black mist simultaneously filled both mirrors.
Even through the mirror, Xu Qingzhou could sense the ominous aura emanating from the black mist.
Rotten and foul-smelling, it's nauseating!
"By the way, I should also remind Young Master Xu that the formation that trapped Palace Master Yu has isolated all plant life."
The tone remained cheerful and relaxed, like a child showing off their achievements.
"This is the result of my sleepless nights of research specifically targeting her talent, and the effect is quite good!"
Xu Qingzhou's breath hitched, and even his heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment.
"Given Young Master Xu's speed, you can only save one before these little creatures devour them. So, who will you choose?"
"Is it someone you call your lover, or someone you're tasked with for your own benefit?"
Xu Qingzhou didn't have time to consider the truthfulness of his words.
He cursed under his breath and turned around without hesitation, rushing towards Yu Wanwan's location.
The speed was rapid and fast; in the blink of an eye, the figure had already disappeared on the mountaintop.
The man raised an eyebrow.
"Tsk, he's really sincere towards her."
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to so resolutely choose that so-called lover who has nothing to do with his own interests.
Perhaps that's why he was cursed by that group of people as destined to be alone.
He sighed absentmindedly and snapped his fingers again.
"Let's start eating quickly and finish this fast!"
We need to deal with this before that woman comes out, or we'll be in big trouble!
The black mist surrounding Zhuang Xinyue seemed to have received a command, and its spread suddenly accelerated.
In an instant, it completely engulfed Zhuang Xinyue.
The next instant, a burst of dazzling green light suddenly erupted, piercing through the black mist and radiating a captivating brilliance.
The man paused, his brows furrowing unusually, and stared intently at the spot.
In the mirror, the black mist seemed to have touched something terrifying, and quickly dispersed.
A woman with a graceful figure and smiling eyes, carrying the blood-soaked Zhuang Xinyue in her arms, slowly emerged from the swirling black mist.
Upon seeing her reflection, the man subconsciously glanced at the mirror on his left.
There, besides the snow-covered mountains, where could Yu Wanwan be found?
The man seemed to have seen a ghost and instinctively shrank back.
When did she run away?!
Yu Wanwan lifted her eyelids, and her eyes, which were always brimming with smiles, were now blank and unfocused.
Even so, the man could feel that she had her eye on him.
"Is it fun?"
His gentle, smiling tone was the one he knew best and was most enamored with.
The man, like a child who had done something wrong, tapped the bell on his ankle with his finger, and inexplicably stammered.
"Are you... alright?"
Yu Wanwan has curved eyebrows and a sweet smile.
"So, are you prepared to die?"
"..."
Be a ghost!
He's not going to die!
The man didn't stop and turned to run away.
After running a few steps, he suddenly stopped and started backing away step by step.
In front of her, Yu Wanwan placed Zhuang Xinyue under a tree.
The moment she stood up, she already held a long, emerald-green whip in her hand.
"Aren't you very capable? Why are you backing out?"
"..."
The man remained silent, but his feet honestly continued to move backward.
The whip lashed across the snow, leaving a vibrant trail that startled the man.
"Are you mute? Speak."
The man's eyelashes trembled, and under Yu Wanwan's empty gaze, he still couldn't withstand the pressure and muttered something under his breath.
"How...how did you get out here so quickly?"
His stammering drew strange looks from the group of subordinates possessing the cult members.
Good heavens, how could an adult act so readily?
Yu Wanwan smiled without saying a word, and then raised the whip to strike.
I'm not telling you!
I knew it was that bastard!
The emerald green whip, whistling through the air, coiled cunningly toward the man's ankle like a living serpent.
His goal was clear: the bell on his ankle.
The man's brow twitched, and he moved with ghostly speed, easily dodging the whip.
"Little Wan'er! Are you serious?!"
Yu Wanwan was too lazy to waste words with him. After missing her first attack, she immediately changed her move and launched another strike.
The man screamed in pain as he was whipped.
If you didn't see the video and only heard his voice, you'd think he'd been beaten up badly.
In reality, despite his loud shouting, he wasn't even hurt by a single hair.
His strange shouts sounded more like flirting to his subordinates.
But in Yu Wanwan's eyes, this bastard was the one who kept provoking her!
The angrier she got, the more Yu Wanwan stopped attacking and stabbed herself with her sword.
"Are you crazy?!"
The man paused, then lunged forward in a fit of rage, trying to stop her.
"There aren't any plants here to give you passive abilities!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
A short sword pierced his heart, and blood dripped onto the pristine snow, blooming into dazzling red plum blossoms.
Yu Wanwan's body went limp and she fell backward.
Even faster than the men was Xu Qingzhou, who returned after leaving.
He appeared as if tearing through space, catching her falling body in time.
His palm touched the warm, damp spot on her chest, and felt the cold hilt of the sword. It felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
The excruciating pain made it extremely difficult for him to breathe.
"Xiaowan..."
His voice trembled as he softly called her name.
Filled with uncontrollable panic.
Yu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand and gently touched his cheek.
Unsurprisingly, I touched a damp, cold spot.
"Why are you crying?"
Blood trickled from her lips, yet her smile remained gentle.
"Have you forgotten my abilities again?"
It carried a subtle sense of reassurance.
Xu Qingzhou opened his mouth, but his throat felt blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.
He simply hugged her tightly, with such force that it seemed he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
The hand placed on her back frantically channeled pure light magic into her.
A warm, healing power surged into her body as if it were free, attempting to repair the terrible trauma.
He hasn't forgotten.
How could he forget?
But just as the man said, everything in this world was dead and silent, covered only by snow and ice.
Where could any plant answer her call and provide her with life?
He was afraid, afraid that this natural wilderness would truly become her burial place.
He couldn't bear the possibility of losing her.
Feel his near-collapse tension and the surging light magic.
Yu Wanwan pressed her temples, feeling a bit of a headache.
"Your understanding of me is still not deep enough."
She sighed and whispered, with an inexplicable sense of indulgence.
Can severing the plant's connection with her be used to deal with her?
She's far too easy to deal with.
But it's too complicated to explain.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Wanwan tilted her head back, her cool lips gently touching his tense lips, and then pushed him away.
"Go away, don't waste my blood."
Xu Qingzhou's body stiffened, and his eyes showed intense struggle.
He didn't want to let go, not even a little bit!
He only wanted to hold her tightly in his arms and shield her from all storms and dangers.
Even if I die, I want to die before her.
But when I met her unfocused eyes, they were filled with tenderness.
She didn't urge him, but her gentle and calm waiting, like the softest chain, bound all his unwillingness and fear.
Finally, he took a deep breath and very slowly stopped the transmission of light magic.
Reluctantly, he loosened his grip on her arms and let her lean against him instead.
His gaze remained fixed on her the entire time, not daring to miss the slightest change in her expression.
His muscles were tense, and he was secretly plotting something.
He would act immediately if she showed even the slightest discomfort.
No matter what she says, she won't listen anymore.
All he wanted was for her to live a good life.
Without the continuous healing from the Light Magic, Yu Wanwan gripped the sword hilt and twisted it into the wound a few more times.
The wound, which had just stopped bleeding under the healing power of light magic, started gushing out again.
As blood flowed out, her life force continued to leak away, and her breath grew weaker and weaker.
Xu Qingzhou felt a pang in his heart upon seeing this, and almost lost control, so he began to heal her wounds again.
The man over there frowned deeply and took two steps forward.
"Little Wan'er, don't waste your energy."
Tianxing suddenly drew his sword, the icy blue tip carrying a chilling killing intent, precisely aimed at the man's throat, stopping him from advancing further.
From the sword intent, he sensed his resolute determination.
"Take one more step, and you'll die."
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