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Capítulo 53

“Thirteen Wolves is my husband,” Mo Xinxue said. “Although my husband is very useless, I still cannot let him be killed by others.”

Feng Xuese simply said "Oh," without offering any opinion. He was utterly speechless; how could a woman be willing to avenge Thirteen Wolves, a womanizer whom everyone wanted to kill?

"Then, what did the nuns of Luomei Nunnery do to offend you so much that you are determined to exterminate their entire family?" Although the words of the Poisonous Hand Demoness were not credible, he still wanted to get to the bottom of it. In any case, this matter must be related to these two fellow disciples.

Mo Xinxue didn't deny it, but sighed, "If anyone's to blame for this, it's Young Master Feng. I've been asking around for help to avenge my husband's death, so of course I've been paying close attention to you. You asked around for directions to Luomei Nunnery on your way from Chenzhou, so I naturally received the news. From my perspective, whatever you want, whatever it is, I want to destroy it. So, I sent He Qiu, an assassin from the Blood-Seeing Pavilion, to stop you. Even if he couldn't kill you, he would at least delay you. At the same time, I killed all the nuns at Luomei Nunnery!"

Feng Xuese said calmly, "Madam, you have excellent skills!" He was referring to the clean and efficient way the nuns of Luomei Nunnery were killed.

Mo Xinxue understood and said humbly, "Young Master Feng, you flatter me! My sect only has my sister and me left. My senior sister is extremely talented in using poison, so she learned Master's poison skills. I am foolish and have only learned the superficial aspects of Master's martial arts."

Feng Xuese said "Oh," but in her heart she wondered: Was the incident at Luomei Nunnery really done by this Demon Heart Snow? If so, then this case is not related to the previous bloodshed, and some of her deductions may be wrong; if not, why is she taking all the blame on me?

As she was pondering this, she heard Mo Xinxue ask, "Then, may this lowly concubine come and kill you?"

Feng Xue said, "No need to rush. You can first take care of your senior sister's body. It's too much for me to bear to leave a woman's body exposed in the wilderness."

“No need for such trouble!” Mo Xinxue said. “My senior sister is extremely greedy. It took four-fifths of my family’s ancestral property to persuade her to come out of seclusion. We don’t really have any friendship to speak of.”

Feng Xuese said knowingly, "So, you deliberately waited until she died before coming out?"

“Of course! She’s dead, so I don’t have to pay this money!” Mo Xinxue felt no guilt whatsoever.

"In that case, Madam should thank me for saving you some money." A bitter smile appeared on Feng Xue's snow-white lips. This woman was even more cold-blooded than he had imagined.

Mo Xinxue said, "Young Master Feng, I'm afraid your reinforcements won't be coming. The man with you is none other than Liu Yue, known in the martial world as 'Bright Moon and Flowing Clouds,' right? He and your girl are trapped in Senior Sister's Ten Thousand Poisons Devouring Bone Formation, and they've probably already become food for poisonous creatures!"

Feng Xue Se suddenly smiled: "Although I do not know why Madam deduced that I am waiting for reinforcements, I can assure you that Young Master Liu Yue and my girl will never become food for the poisonous creatures."

"Oh? Young Master Feng is quite confident!"

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Three: The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Chapter Sixteen (7)

Feng Xue's smile was extremely sincere: "It's not that I'm confident, but that I trust Young Master Liu Yue! Just look back!"

"Don't try to fool me!"

Mo Xinxue turned around with some doubt, and was surprised to see a noble young man in an apricot-colored robe leading a beautiful young woman in a black robe under a clump of bamboo, smiling slightly at her.

Mo Xinxue's beautiful face turned somewhat pale, and she forced a smile, saying, "So, two famous heroes in the martial arts world are actually going to gang up on a weak woman."

From afar, Liu Yue smiled and said, "Madam, there's no need to worry. Brother Feng's affairs are none of my business. I'm just here to provide support." Her beautiful, peach-blossom-like eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and she stood under the bamboo like a light ink painting.

Mo Xinxue stared at him intently for a long while, then, as if finally believing him, nodded and said, "I hope your words and actions match!" Turning back, she said, "Young Master Feng, please forgive me!"

She gently untied her belt, and with a flick of the wrist, a thin, sharp blade emerged from one end, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The deep purple belt swirled with iridescent colors, and Demon Heart Snow, like a graceful dancer, attacked Maple Snow Color.

Feng Xuese sat calmly on the bluestone, leisurely raising his sword to meet the attack.

Mo Xinxue was skilled in martial arts and was also cold-blooded and cunning. She could wield a silk ribbon like a rope, a whip, a knife, or a sword, using various deadly moves such as whipping, twisting, binding, strangling, and stabbing.

The maple-colored sword, amidst the dazzling deep purple illusion, not only failed to display its former glory but also seemed rather hindranced. Eventually, he simply closed his eyes, refusing to look at his opponent.

Zhu Huihui is now very anxious!

Although she was an amateur and already dazzled by the purple shadows flying all over the sky, she could tell that the woman seemed to be very afraid of the sword in Feng Xuese's hand, so she just relied on the length of her weapon and stood several feet away to fight her.

But Feng Xuese seemed to have suddenly become lazy. No matter how others attacked him, he just sat on the rock and refused to get up, only retaliating casually, which led to many dangerous situations.

Seeing that the old man had almost gotten tangled in the tattered strap several times, Zhu Huihui was so anxious that sweat beaded on her forehead.

This old man is so lazy! Did he just become "half-melted" because the woman was pretty?

She tugged at Liu Yue's arm: "Brother Liu Yue, why didn't you chase after her and kill her? Why did you sit on the rock and let her beat you?"

Liu Yue pursed his lips, remaining silent. He too was somewhat surprised. Feng Xuese sat motionless on the bluestone; the only explanation was her injury—but to be fair, while Mo Xinxue was a first-rate expert, she was still far inferior to Feng Xuese. Judging from the current situation, even with her injuries, Feng Xuese was handling the situation with ease, so why hadn't he taken her down yet?

Just as they couldn't figure out his intentions, Maple Snow finally made his move.

Amidst a swaying purple illusion, a snow-white lotus suddenly blooms.

This lotus flower, holy and pure, seems to be able to cleanse all the filth of the world. Wherever it passes, the arrogant purple shadow is cut off inch by inch. When the mountain wind blows, purple butterflies flutter all over the valley.

Mo Xinxue felt a tingling sensation on the Guanchong acupoint on her right hand, followed by the Yemen acupoint, then the Zhongzhu, Yangchi, Waiguan, Zhigou... The acupoints on the Sanjiao Meridian of Hand-Shaoyang felt a tingling and numb sensation all the way up from her fingers, wrist, and elbow. She let go of the belt, and her right arm was already numb.

Feng Xuese remained perfectly still sitting on the bluestone, without moving an inch.

Mo Xinxue reacted quickly, suddenly sprang up, grabbed the bamboo branch, and with a thud, shot straight into the distance.

Feng Xue said, "Brother Liu Yue, leave her here!"

Liu Yue only responded with a single "okay" before immediately giving chase. The matter was of utmost importance, and even without Feng Xuese's prompting, he wouldn't have let her leave.

Zhu Huihui watched him from afar. Her pale yellow shirt fluttered among the emerald green bamboo, creating a beautiful scene with its contrasting yellow and green hues. The yellow shirt, in particular, moved like a bright sunset.

With her shoulder and arm injured, Mo Xinxue fled with all her might, covering dozens of miles in an instant.

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Three: Chapter Seventeen (1)

Just as she was about to escape Xifeng Mountain after crossing two more hills, and the pursuers behind her had already disappeared, she breathed a sigh of relief when her eyes caught sight of someone, and she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Ahead, a waterfall cascades down a cliff, its base forming a deep pool. The waterfall's water is clear and cold, while the pool's water is deep and blue, a scene of natural harmony and tranquility.

However, no matter how clear or deep the waterfall may be, it cannot compare to the person leaning against the rock by the pool. In those eyes, there was a gentle wave as faint as the moonlight, as deep as the night sky, as lonely as the night stars, and as affectionate and alluring as the night.

For a moment, the sounds of the wind, the water, the birdsong... all the sounds of nature seemed to stop, and Mo Xinxue's heartbeat also suddenly stopped.