Jue had no idea I knew the elder, so when he saw the elder speaking to me, the icy coldness in his eyes deepened, like millennia-old ice water. It was chilling to the bone; those behind the elder trembled, and even the elder's face began to palen, though it was difficult to discern.
"Since you're here, please sit down. Mangosteen, bring some tea." I sneered inwardly. What a coincidence, they've all gathered here today. I suddenly thought of Xuanqin lying dead on the ground. Because I'd been so distracted by these people, I'd forgotten about Xuanqin lying there. I sighed sadly in my heart and said, "Mangosteen, don't rush. Take Xuanqin out and bury her." This was the only way I could ease my pain, at least I didn't want Xuanqin's body to rot here.
Shanzhu had walked to the door when she heard her master's order. Turning back to look at the woman lying on the ground, dead and pitiful, she shook her head knowingly. Undeterred by the bloodshed, she stepped forward to embrace her and take her away to bury her. However, a sharp gust of wind blew by, and she narrowly dodged it. She looked coldly over and saw a man with lifeless eyes, staring intently at the Xuanqin on the ground. He hadn't even finished unleashing the wind from his palm, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred, piercing directly at her master. Shanzhu was startled and immediately stood in front of her master. The gaze fell on Shanzhu, and when she looked back at those bloodshot eyes, the crimson eyes still made Shanzhu's heart tighten. She suddenly knew that this man was determined to take her master's life.
I could feel the wind from the palm and the burning gaze on me, which made me uncomfortable. I couldn't see or know the specifics, so I could only hold onto Jue's clothes tighter, worried about Mangosteen and wondering if she was alright. When Mangosteen's scent came closer to me, I smelled it and found no blood, so I felt relieved.
Xuebin and Xingchen watched this scene with great interest, but they weren't outside the purification chamber. Everyone had come here today for different reasons, but all were related to Zixue. So, from the moment Xuebin entered, he jokingly remarked, "What's going on here? Don't I have any presence here?"
Shan Zhu noticed, and so did Jue. He wouldn't allow any danger to exist near Zi Xue, so he disregarded everyone present and wasn't afraid of revealing his identity. He swept his left hand out, and the man coughed up a mouthful of blood, collapsing next to Xuan Qin. He smiled without regret and closed his eyes. Jue didn't feel anything, and then heard the elder say, "Why haven't you dragged him away yet? Don't offend the master's eyes."
As soon as the elder finished speaking, Xuanqin and the man disappeared from the small wooden house, along with the two men next to the elder. Xingchen's eyes flashed, and she smiled meaningfully. She then picked up her fan and fanned herself, completely unperturbed by the deadly scene that had just unfolded.
Everyone quieted down. I felt particularly uncomfortable if anyone didn't want to speak up. I was aware that everyone in the room was staring at me. I forced a serene smile and asked, "Everyone, what exactly are you doing here at Zixue's wooden house?"
No one spoke. Jue continued to do as he pleased, letting me lean against him while he played with my hair. It seemed that the confrontation in the room had nothing to do with him. I don't know if it was confidence or arrogance, but at least I still don't know what Jue is going to do.
I paused, pursed my lips, and chuckled softly, "No, may I ask what you all wish to obtain from Zixue? Zixue is dull-witted."
Her voice was as melodious as a gentle spring, soothing and captivating; her smile was as radiant and dazzling as a blooming lily, mesmerizing all who witnessed it. Everyone present knew that Zi Xue was not beautiful, but no one expected that in such a situation she would remain calm and her voice and smile would be so moving and captivating.
Jue was extremely dissatisfied. He felt that someone else was eyeing his things. He glanced at Xue Bin, seemingly aware that Xue'er had once been a concubine in his harem. Although he knew it was all an act and that Xue'er had nothing to do with him, he was still annoyed because his Xue'er had been mistaken for his wife. This pushed Jue's dissatisfaction to its peak. However, he was always a person who separated public and private matters. Since that guy also wanted Zi Xue's things, it was only right to teach him a lesson. (Author's note: So, jealous guys are terrifying. You're just imagining things.)
Xuebin woke up amidst Zixue's smile, feeling a sudden chill. He looked up and saw Jue staring at him with a cold, menacing gaze. He was filled with rage, thinking, "Brother, I did something to offend you! I didn't do anything!" But he maintained a calm expression, turning his eyes away from Zixue. It was too frightening. In truth, Xuebin hadn't wanted anything. He had only heard that something was wrong with Zixue and, thinking of Jing'er and Zixue, had brought his troops here, hoping to ensure their safety. He was arguably the most innocent person among them.
After a long standoff, no one was willing to make the first move. Xingchen grew impatient. As the ruler of a nation, he had no time to waste on them. Initially, he was wary of Jue, but seeing that person call him "Master," and considering Jue's martial arts skills and the insignia on those people, he had already guessed Jue's hidden identity. Since he had stirred up the resentment of all the martial arts practitioners, he could use those martial artists to help him achieve his goals. He had to thank Madam Jue for giving him an opportunity to deliver a message. Hmph, that prime minister's daughter did have some use. If it weren't for appeasing Madam Jue, those imperial physicians wouldn't have appeared. Heh, Madam Jue was truly grateful to her.
"I have no time for idle chatter. In short, are you the Lord of the Moonlit Spirit?" After planning everything, Xingchen no longer cared about respect. All he wanted was an answer. His deep black-gold eyes, his exceptionally handsome face, and every gesture exuded a natural imperial aura.
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"No," I answered decisively without hesitation. If they knew I was the Lord of Moonlight, I could no longer expect to live a peaceful life. I would have to spend all my time guarding against people trying to kill her for Moonlight. She wasn't that stupid, but her unease grew. She didn't know why Xingchen was so fearless. Before, he was more considerate and less aggressive. Now, this change in his aura really made her heart churn again.
My answer clearly failed to satisfy the people in the room. When Xingchen asked that question, everyone stared intently at me, hoping to get a satisfactory answer from me. My answer disappointed them, and distrust was evident in their eyes.
"Since Lady Jue refuses to tell the truth, then I won't stand on ceremony." Xingchen curled a ruthless smile, stopped fanning himself, stood up, slapped the fan shut with his left hand, gave Jue a deep look, and then laughed.
I sensed a change in Xingchen's attitude. I didn't know why. Mingmingjue's status was obvious, and Xingchen had been very wary of me just now, not daring to be as aggressive as he was now. I had never known the plans of those in positions of power. Now that he was targeting me like this, my unease started to resurface.
I knew the people inside were there because of my identity. For them, someone like me, appearing out of nowhere and with no knowledge of my origins, was a threat. They wouldn't leave such a threat alive; in short, they'd rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go free. That's why I was so cautious and decided to settle in the cabin, hoping the world would forget my existence. But for some reason, rumors started circulating that I was the Lord of the Moon Spirits. I remember never revealing that I was the Lord of the Moon Spirits, except for that time at the Blood Tower. But even then, I managed to keep it a secret. The fact that the elder didn't ask about my blindness meant he was also suspicious. So what was going on? Why was this rumor spreading out of nowhere? If it was to get rid of me, I could understand, but that reason didn't seem very convincing. But admitting it now would be foolish; I'd be asking for trouble.
"I don't know what you people are doing here in all this trouble, but I, Zixue, will only say this once: I am not the Lord of the Moon Spirit. You will not get what you want from me. Zixue is foolish, so please go elsewhere." My attitude was firm and powerful, with a faint smile on my face, and my words resonated with authority.
But my words caused Xingchen's smiling face to darken. His eyes, which seemed to freeze over at the slightest glance, were devoid of any emotion. It seemed that my words had angered his already agitated heart.
"Guards!" Xingchen's icy voice slowly reached my ears. Then, all the soldiers rushed in, pointing sharp blades at me and Jue. Their eyes were sharp, and their faces were expressionless. It seemed that these soldiers had experienced life and death. I felt the atmosphere become tense after I said those words. I heard a lot of footsteps. I couldn't help but grip Jue's hand even tighter. Jue picked me up and leaped away from the table, pressing my head against his chest and gently patting my back to comfort me. He was completely unfazed by the people in front of him.
Jue thought they were too ungrateful. He was well aware of Xuebin's changes and knew that he was here because he was determined to succeed. That didn't matter, but if he scared Xue'er, he would deserve to die.
Originally, Shanzhu was standing in front of me, but when she saw Xingchen calling for soldiers, she walked to Xuebin. I don't hate her because her true master is Xuebin. I am grateful for her care all this time. I also know that Xuebin didn't come to the cabin for any particular purpose. Perhaps she heard that something was wrong here, so she hurriedly mobilized troops to protect us. I suppose she didn't bring any experts. Shanzhu being next to Xuebin can protect her. Shanzhu was born for her master, so she will die for her master.
When Xingchen called the soldiers in, the elders and Xuebin also led people to guard in front of me. Xingchen was not afraid at all, and said, "Does the Snow Kingdom also want to get involved?" Then, he stood there leisurely watching us.
Upon hearing this, Xuebin's face turned ashen. He clenched and unclenched his fists, then lowered his head in frustration. After thinking for a moment, he still didn't move. Xingchen remained silent, looking at Xuebin with confidence, waiting for him to make a choice.
"Xuebin, go to the inner room and check on Jing'er. She must be awake by now, and she's probably making a fuss." I know Xuebin's predicament. As the ruler of Xue Kingdom, his priority is his people, and only then his country. It's obvious that Xing Kingdom and Xue Kingdom are like an egg hitting a rock. The situation is tense now, and Xue Kingdom can't afford any more trouble. Although Xuebin is my friend, he is responsible for a country, so I don't want him to get involved. It would be very disadvantageous for Xuebin.
Xuebin felt deeply guilty. He knew that Xue Kingdom was at a disadvantage against a powerful nation like Xing Kingdom. Although Xing Kingdom was a large country, everyone maintained a peaceful coexistence, keeping in touch. Xing Kingdom, despite its strength, dared not launch a military campaign against Xue Kingdom, as this would weaken its own forces and give the other two countries an opportunity to exploit the situation. Thus, the four kingdoms stood in a tripartite balance, mutually restraining each other—some restraining, some controlling. Xuebin was unwilling to accept this situation; as Zixue's friend, he couldn't help her. He knew Zixue's good intentions and didn't refuse, because at this moment, he couldn't help her.
Xuebin glanced back at the woman hidden in the handsome man's chest, then turned around and walked towards the door. As she was leaving, she said, "If you get tired, come to Snow Country. It will be your home." After saying that, she left, and the house felt much emptier again.
Hearing Xuebin's words, I couldn't hold back my tears. Tears fell like pearls, dripping onto Jue's chest and soaking it. This was the first time someone had told me that she had a home here. It turns out that I, Zixue, also have a home here. My empty heart has found its home. My heart feels warm and cozy. I know Xuebin feels guilty, but I don't think there's anything wrong with it. His words are deeply imprinted in my heart.
Jue looked at the head hanging low on her chest. The sound of her crying made his heart ache. He felt very uncomfortable. She had cried again, and for someone else no less. Just this once. In the future, he would never let her be sad again, never make him cry again. He made a silent promise in his heart. He gently lifted the head on his chest and rubbed it lightly with his thumb. Seeing those empty eyes, he would definitely find a way to heal her eyes, even if it meant offending the divine physician Wuyou. The divine physician Wuyou, who was somewhere, shivered. He didn't know that he had already been targeted.
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It seemed that Xingchen was running out of patience. He waved his hand, and the soldiers inside rushed up. The elders had already rushed up. Seeing the soldiers inside fall one after another, he smiled knowingly. He glanced at me and Juefei on the roof and revealed a strange smile.
Jue leaped through the roof, only to find that Xingchen had already prepared archers outside. Arrows rained down like a fine rain, dense and numerous. Jue was caught off guard, but he calmly drew his sword, knocked the arrows away, and landed with me in his arms.
I was a little worried. Hearing the sound of arrows slicing through the air, I was afraid that Jue would get hurt. But I still trusted Jue, so I stayed quietly in his arms, not daring to do anything rash, afraid of affecting him. When my feet touched the loose soil, I felt at ease. Maybe now I could protect myself. Otherwise, I would become a burden to Jue. I don't know if Jue knows that I know martial arts, but I know that Xuanwu knows. I don't know if she has told me. Maybe she hasn't.
Xingchen glanced at the few remaining soldiers inside the house, leisurely tapped his head with his fan, a gloomy smile appearing on his face. He shouted into the air, "Mei, take care of her." After saying that, he flashed out of the small wooden house. Masked guards appeared in the air and started fighting with the elders. It seemed that Xingchen was determined to win this time.
Once outside, Jue carrying me didn't affect his strength much. After all, the people outside were soldiers. Although they had fought before, it was nothing to Jue. Xingchen calmly watched the soldiers fall one after another, then shouted, "Stop!"
"So Young Master Jue doesn't intend to hand over Madam Jue?" Xingchen slowly stepped into the circle surrounding me and Jue, her tone cold and indifferent, as if asking a simple question, completely unaware of how difficult her question was.
"Shut up!" A tall and elegant figure, dressed in a red robe with black cloud-patterned sleeves, was incredibly handsome. His face was sculpted with distinct features, and his angular face was exceptionally beautiful. His red robe fluttered, stirring up bamboo leaves on the ground. He exuded elegance and grace. A sharp sword dripped with blood, which complemented his red robe. His deep eyes were filled with tenderness as he stared intently at the woman in his arms, uttering words that sent chills down one's spine.
"Xue'er, stay here quietly, it's alright." He spoke with an unprecedented softness, as if afraid of frightening the woman in his arms, gently brushing away the strands of hair from her forehead. Every detail was so delicate that it stunned everyone present. This was nothing like the bloodthirsty maniac who had just been killing people.
"Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite." Xingchen's usually gentle and refined face was unusually terrifying when he ignited his anger, like an elegant cat suddenly shrieking and revealing sharp teeth. He drew the soft sword from his waist and stared intently at me and Jue, the scene about to erupt into conflict.
The wind blew, stirring up a flurry of bamboo leaves. A chilling sword aura swept across the land, and a sense of impending doom filled the air. The Starry Soft Sword was swung out against the wind, a dark, cold light aimed straight for Jue's throat. Before the sword even arrived, the icy sword aura shattered the west wind. Jue's sword, following the change in move, thrust straight out, the oppressive sword aura causing the bamboo to tremble.
I was very nervous, clenching my fists tightly. I knew that Jue thought I didn't know martial arts, which was why he wouldn't let me move. I couldn't see their fight, and my hearing was also very weak. After all, it was a battle between masters, and my skills were simply not enough in front of them. I could only rely on my limited hearing to try to follow the sound of their sword energy to know their location.
Xingchen flipped in mid-air, and a sword suddenly transformed into countless beams of light, raining down on Jue. With a 'clang,' Jue's sword met the sword's edge squarely. In that instant, the sword energy in the sky vanished without a trace. Before the emerald green bamboo leaves could fall, the loose soil was stained with mottled bloodstains. Xingchen fell to the ground, a bloodstain still hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Xingchen couldn't believe that he had actually lost to Jue, because Jue's martial arts skills were also comparable to his own. The fact that he had lost today was a blow to the usually proud Xingchen.
I heard the silence around me and knew their fight was over, but I didn't know whether I had won or lost. I stood there anxiously, afraid to move.
With the help of a guard, Xingchen stood up, took the guard's injured yellow handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes gleamed with a bluish light. "I was careless and actually lost to you. It seems the Blood Tower Master's martial arts are truly unparalleled. However, I haven't lost out either, as you were also injured by my sword energy."
Hearing Xingchen's words, I became even more anxious. I reached out and groped around, finally feeling the warmth in my palm. I quickly asked, "Jue, really? Are you alright?"
"It's alright," Jue said, pulling me into his arms. He calmly looked at the blood on his left arm, his eyes, like cold stars, sweeping over his surroundings with an arrogant gaze. His head was lowered, and his cold, indifferent eyes reflected a concerned expression.
"Nothing wrong? That's not necessarily true. I put some kind of poison on that sword." Xingchen pushed the guard away, his tone still cold and arrogant, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
"What, what poison?" I was truly terrified. I gripped Jue's clothes tightly and anxiously turned to ask Xingchen. He couldn't be hurt, he couldn't, I wouldn't allow it. I saved his life, and I wouldn't allow him to be in danger again for my sake. He couldn't be hurt again because I no longer had any eyes to save him. I was so panicked that I was almost out of control. My mind was a mess, and I only had one thought: I couldn't let anything happen to him.
When the elder walked out of the wooden house covered in blood, he heard the news. He was also anxious. At least at this time, his master could not die. It was all that woman's fault. Women really are troublemakers. They should have been eliminated completely. It seems that it's better not to use her. She must die.
"Xue'er, it's alright, it's alright." Jue knew what kind of poison it was, but it was nothing to him. He could cure it with just one antidote pill. He just didn't want to say it. He didn't expect that Xue'er would worry about him. Xue'er was worried about him, and he felt as sweet as if he had honey on his heart. He didn't want Xue'er to worry either, so he quickly comforted her.
With Jue's reassurance, I calmed down and realized that Jue should be alright, otherwise he wouldn't have assured me like that. I breathed a sigh of relief, all my strength was used up at that moment, and I leaned softly into Jue's arms. It's good that he's alright.
Xingchen also sensed that something was wrong. After a moment's thought, she looked at me and Jue with annoyance. The bamboo forest fell silent. At this moment, Jing'er, Xuebin, and Guiyao also came out. Looking at the couple, they were powerless to help them and could only hope to lend them a hand in the end.
I regained my strength, my face flushed with embarrassment and confusion. It seemed I had already forgiven Jue in my heart, but I still couldn't let go of myself. If I didn't figure that thing out, perhaps I would always have that scar in my heart.
More and more footsteps echoed outside the quiet bamboo forest, the sound so loud it hurt my ears. My unease became even more pronounced; it seemed I had overlooked something. What was it?
Xingchen and the others heard the footsteps. Xuebin, Jing'er, and the elders looked grave, but Xingchen laughed heartily, his face contorted with rage. He said triumphantly, "Looks like I don't need to deal with you; someone else will do it for me, hahaha!"
I have a feeling that Jue and I are facing a calamity today, and a sudden wave of desolation and sorrow washes over me.
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Xuebin and Jing'er had already walked up to me and Jue, and looked around warily. The soldiers that Xuebin brought surrounded us in a circle.
"They're here," I patted Jue's hand and looked around anxiously. This time, it wasn't just one direction; there were people all around, and not just a few. There were many people in every direction, which made me even more uneasy.
Yes, those people have arrived. I can't see them, and I don't know who they are, but they definitely saw them. They are martial arts practitioners, and not just one gang, but almost all the martial arts practitioners have gathered here. They are all shouting and roaring, "Kill the Demonic Cult! Kill the Demonic Cult!"
"What's going on, Jing'er?" I couldn't see anything, so I had to ask Jing'er. I could sense that there were a lot of people, but I didn't know who they were or what they were doing there. They were shouting "Demon Sect, Demon Sect" in their mouths, which confused even me.
"Sister, there are so many people, they look like martial arts practitioners. They're all holding swords and shouting at us," Jing'er said hesitantly, recovering from the shock of the scene. Actually, ever since seeing Xuanqin die, Jing'er's heart had changed. She realized that the world wasn't as pure as she had imagined; there was a hidden side to it. She was emotionally resilient; she knew her sister had knocked her unconscious for her own good. But if she didn't face reality, she feared one day she would die because of her own naiveté. Having already faced death, Jing'er quickly adapted to the shock of so many people.
Jing'er turned to look at the elegant and talented Gui Yao. She knew in her heart that he was definitely not an ordinary person. If she wanted to be with him, her status as a princess was not enough. To be by his side, she needed to have enough strength. If she was so scared by this trivial matter, how could she stay by his side in the future? Therefore, Jing'er realized that she liked Gui Yao and knew that Gui Yao liked her sister. However, she was not the kind of person who would back down because of such a small matter. She was the kind of person who would fight for anything, and once she had fought for it, she would not regret it.
"What's going on? What kind of evil cult?" I felt that Jue would know about this, so I asked Jue. I hoped that he could tell me and stop lying to me like he used to treat me like a fool.
"Xue'er, Blood Tower is the Demonic Sect." Jue didn't really want to say it. He didn't want to frighten Xue'er. He wanted to protect Xue'er under his protection and didn't want her to face these things. But he knew that since Xue'er asked this, it proved that she didn't want him to lie to her. Han Guang glanced around and saw that they were all there.
"The Blood Tower is rife with murder and cruelty, and everyone has the right to kill it." Luo Ying, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, appeared in front of them, righteous and awe-inspiring, speaking some righteous words. Little did they know that her heart was already blacker than black, having abandoned her wife and children, and yet she still pretended to be righteous.
They saw it, and I heard it too. I'm a little worried about Gui Yao. If she sees her father and loses her temper, wanting to avenge her mother, then we'll definitely be thrown into disarray, giving those people an opportunity to take advantage of us.
"I'm fine. He doesn't deserve it." Gui Yao hadn't spoken until she came out and saw them embracing. She already understood. Letting go was impossible, but she had her answer. She felt that protecting her was enough; whether they were together or not wasn't so important. Her long, dark hair, unbound and flowing smoothly like fine silk, cascaded down her back. Beneath her delicate, almost feminine eyebrows were a pair of captivating, deep, and beautiful eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, adding to her alluring charm. He glanced at Luo Ying, whose lips were slightly pursed, a half-smile playing on her lips. Her skin was as white as snow, seemingly radiating a silvery glow. A surge of murderous intent rose within him, but he remained rational. Seeing Xue'er looking at him with concern, he uttered a reassuring sentence. Besides, the experts from his manor had arrived. A quick glance told him that today would be a good day for slaughter.
Our arrogance and overconfidence clearly enraged them. They all raised their swords to strike, but none dared to move. They all knew the strength of the Blood Tower, and with the Snow Kingdom's guards and the Ghost Manor Master still present, their chances of victory were slim. They dared not make any rash moves, not knowing if they would be corpses the next moment. So they could only shout to relieve their fear.
Xingchen had already led his troops away when those martial arts figures arrived. Whether they had truly left or not, no one relaxed. Instead, they were even more afraid that Xingchen might be plotting something in the shadows.
Luo Ying, being in a high position, was well aware of these people's thoughts. While she looked down on them, she dared not gamble on it herself.
The scene remained in a stalemate, with neither side moving. Gui Yao glanced at the crowd, then leaped forward, attacking Luo Ying. He was determined to kill this scumbag and avenge his mother and grandfather.
Hearing about Gui Yao's actions, I knew that the people from Gui Zhuang had arrived. Sure enough, a group of people flew out from the crowd and followed Gui Yao to attack the people from Luo Zhuang. When the fighting started, the martial arts practitioners were a little stunned, but soon, they looked at us with gleaming eyes, as if we were a piece of fat meat. In particular, their gazes toward me became even more intense.
"Mangosteen, protect Xuebin and Jing'er. Xuebin, you can't get involved in this matter," I said to Xuebin. Xuebin is the ruler of Xue Kingdom. It's not appropriate to involve them in matters of the martial world, because they are different in nature. Although it is the martial world, it is also somewhat connected to the imperial court. We can't let Xue Kingdom be hostile to the martial world.
Xuebin understood the reasoning behind it. He pulled Jing'er out of the circle and also withdrew the soldiers protecting our perimeter. Suddenly, our strength decreased again.
Jing'er didn't understand. Having been raised in a sheltered environment, she didn't grasp these principles. Seeing her brother refusing to help her sister, Jing'er cried out anxiously, "Brother, what are you doing? Sister is in danger! Why aren't you helping her?" Jing'er glared angrily at Xuebin, brandishing her sword and ready to charge, but Xuebin held her back. Left with no other option, Jing'er turned back and shouted, "Brother, let me go! I want to help sister!"
"Jing'er, be good, stop making a fuss." Xuebin wasn't indifferent. He could tell from the strength with which he was holding Jing'er's hand that he was also very worried. But he knew Xue'er meant well, so he couldn't let her down. All he could do now was pray for their safety.
Jing'er was willful and mischievous, but she was also a rational person. Seeing her brother's expression, she thought about it and stopped making a fuss. She stood there, looking at her sister and the others with worry, hoping that they would be safe.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard that Jing'er wasn't making a fuss. It seemed that Jing'er might understand the reason behind it.
The martial arts practitioners were secretly pleased to see that the defenses on this side had been relaxed again, but they were still very afraid, because the Blood Tower was not simple. The Blood Tower only sent a dozen or so people, which seemed very weak compared to a group of martial arts practitioners. So, the martial arts practitioners looked around and then attacked, because they could not let the Blood Tower's reinforcements arrive, otherwise it would be even more troublesome.
Because Jue was holding me, he could only use one hand, which limited his strength. When those martial arts figures saw that I was a woman, even more of them rushed towards me and Jue. These are the so-called righteous martial arts figures, but they all have ugly hearts hidden inside. They all came for me because I was a weak woman and easy to attack.
Without hesitation, I extended my moon shard and swept away the three people standing in front of Jue, knocking them so hard they crashed into the bamboo, coughing up blood and dying. I cried out, "Jue, let me go! I'm alright!"
Jue was somewhat surprised to see Xue'er effortlessly help him take down some people, which put his mind at ease. Hearing Xue'er's words, he let go of her hand. It seemed he would have to "entertain" them properly, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to enjoy the beauty.
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