Qi Guze stood at a distance, his gaze fixed on the battle in the courtyard. His face was expressionless, but a hint of worry flashed in his eyes. He knew these guards were his elite force, but they seemed utterly powerless against the woman in the pink dress.
Just then, the woman in the pink dress suddenly swung her sword, the blade flashing brilliantly. The guards scrambled to dodge, but one of them was caught off guard and struck by the sword.
"ah--!"
He screamed and collapsed to the ground. The power of that sword strike was immense; it almost cleaved the ground open with a crack.
Seeing this, the guards felt a chill run down their spines. They knew that if this continued, none of them would be able to withstand the woman in the pink dress's attacks. However, they did not back down, but instead launched an even more ferocious attack.
"Hahaha! You fool who doesn't know what's good for you!"
The woman in the pink dress gave a cold laugh and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The guards were taken aback and immediately looked around for her.
"Go to hell, you idiot!"
However, at that moment, the woman in the pink dress suddenly appeared from behind one of the guards and stabbed him in the back with a sword.
"You—! How could you—"
The guard screamed and collapsed to the ground.
This scene shocked the other guards, who all retreated, no longer daring to approach the woman in the pink dress.
The woman in the pink dress gave them no chance to breathe. Her figure was as elusive as a ghost, and each time she appeared, she took the life of a guard.
Qi Guze witnessed everything clearly, and a chill ran through him. He knew these guards were his elite force, but faced with the woman in the pink dress, they were like lambs to the slaughter, powerless to resist. He knew he had to intervene personally.
Thinking of this, Qi Guze flashed and reappeared in the center of the woods. He looked at the woman in the pink dress, a cold glint in his eyes.
"Excellent swordsmanship," Qi Guze said, his voice deep and powerful. "But unfortunately, you've met me."
The woman in the pink dress looked at him, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She knew Qi Guze's strength was unfathomable, but she hadn't expected him to personally intervene. However, she didn't back down; instead, she gripped her sword tightly, preparing for the impending battle.
The battle in the courtyard erupted again, with Qi Guze and the woman in the pink dress engaging in a fierce exchange. Their swordsmanship was exceptionally skillful, each clash of their swords producing a crisp, clear sound.
However, as time went on, the woman in the pink dress gradually felt the pressure. Qi Guze's swordsmanship seemed flawless, making it impossible for her to predict his movements.
However, the woman in the pink dress did not give up. She gritted her teeth and persisted in her fight against Qi Guze. She knew that she had no way out and could only fight with all her might.
Unfortunately, she was no match for Qi Guze. After dozens of rounds, she was struck down by a sword and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Everyone has to pay the price for their arrogance!" Qi Guze slowly approached her, carrying a blood-dripping sword, intending to finish her off.
However, at that moment, the woman in the pink dress suddenly took out a jade flute and began to play it.
The flute music was melodious and poignant, seemingly able to pierce the soul. Qi Guze felt a splitting headache, as if countless fragments of memories were flashing through his mind…
He attacked the woman in the pink dress while trying to stay conscious.
Distracted by the flute music, Qi Guze's attacks became somewhat chaotic. He kept recalling his past with Xu Yuehuai, those warm and beautiful times seeming like they were just yesterday.
A surge of intense emotion welled up within him, making it impossible for him to concentrate on the battle at hand.
However, the more this happened, the clearer he became, knowing that he had to deal with the woman in the pink dress in order to investigate what was going on with the memories that had suddenly appeared in his mind.
Finally, during an attack, Qi Guze reached the woman in the pink dress and shattered her jade flute with a single sword strike!
The flute music stopped abruptly, and Qi Guze's headache vanished as well. He looked at the woman in the pink dress, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He knew that this woman was not only a highly skilled swordsman, but her flute playing also possessed a magical power. He had to be careful, or he might very well fall into her hands.
"What is your relationship with the Grand Preceptor of Wuling Kingdom? Why do you know this flute music?"
"You broke my precious flute, you deserve to die!"
The woman in the pink dress looked at the fragments of the jade flute in her hand, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes. She hadn't expected that her flute playing would be shattered by Qi Guze, which surprised her.
However, she did not give up, but drew another short sword and prepared to continue fighting.
Looking at the determined gaze of the woman in the pink dress, Qi Guze couldn't help but admire her courage and perseverance.
He knew this battle was no longer just a simple contest; it was a matter of mutual dignity and honor. He took a deep breath, preparing to face the challenge ahead.
In the darkness of night, the two figures intertwined, their battle fierce and intense, like a moving melody that stirred the heart.
In the woods, the battle between Qi Guze and the woman in the pink dress reached its climax. Both of them possessed extremely high swordsmanship, and each clash of their swords produced a crisp sound that echoed through the night sky.
Although injured, the woman in the pink dress fought with even greater determination. She relentlessly attacked Qi Guze, trying to find his weakness. However, Qi Guze's movements were extremely unpredictable, as if he could appear anywhere at any time, making it impossible for her to grasp his trajectory.
As time passed, the woman in the pink dress gradually exhausted her strength. Her movements became sluggish, and her swordsmanship lost its former sharpness.
However, she did not give up, but gritted her teeth and persisted in fighting Qi Guze.
Just then, Qi Guze suddenly thrust his sword into the woman in the pink dress in the chest.
A hint of despair flashed in the woman's eyes, but she did not back down. Instead, she used her last bit of strength to swing her sword and defend herself.
"Clang—!"
The two swords clashed, producing a crisp sound. The woman in the pink dress was jolted back several steps, while Qi Guze stood still, watching her expressionlessly.
"You lost." Qi Guze said calmly, his voice revealing an undeniable confidence.
The woman in the pink dress didn't answer, but silently sheathed her sword, then turned and flew away. Her figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving Qi Guze standing alone in the woods.
Qi Guze watched the direction the woman in the pink dress had left, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew that there were many truths hidden behind this woman in the pink dress, and he needed to know who had caused his amnesia and who could play that kind of flute music.
What if he encounters that type of person again and it affects his mental state?
Meanwhile, the Ghost Doctor had quietly left the border town and headed for the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty. His heart was filled with worry and anxiety, concerned for the safety of Xu Yuehuai and Xiaolian. He hoped to reach the capital as soon as possible to relieve their suffering.
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