NovelEnglish“Handsome, considering how charming you are, how about this: you hand over the person on your back, and I’ll let you guys go. Deal?”
“Nangong Yu said that you must send him to Xi Yue. Hehe, you’re making me curious about what is so special about this boy.”
Gu Liufeng took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “Ouyang Haoxuan, can you discern her cultivation level?”
Ouyang Haoxuan shook his head.
Gu Liufeng’s face turned as pale as paper. Ouyang Haoxuan was a Nascent Soul Stage. He couldn’t see this woman’s cultivation level, which meant that this woman was at least a Soul Splitting Stage.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFor them to face the Soul Splitting Stage, their fate was sealed.
Gu Liufeng closed his eyes. He suddenly put Xiao Chi on Ouyang Haoxuan’s back and said in a deep voice, “Haoxuan, you take Xiao Chi and go first. I will hold off this woman.”
Ouyang Haoxuan frowned and was about to put Xiao Chi back on Gu Liufeng’s back. However, Gu Liufeng stopped him, “Ouyang Haoxuan, you have to remember that the most important thing now is to save Xi Yue and fulfill our promise: protect Xi Yue.”
“Your cultivation level is higher than mine. Only if you take Xiao Chi with you, will you have a greater chance of sending him to Xi Yue.”
Ouyang Haoxuan stood there for a long time, then lowered his eyes. The golden silk flew out of his hand and tied Xiao Chi tightly to his body.
One of his hands was broken, and the other hand had to hold the Red Lotus Sword, so he had to use this method.
Qing Luan’s eyes reddened with tears welled up in her eyes. She had abandoned her master and even left Qing Long and the others to hurry here, all in the hope of returning to her Miss.
It was her negligence that allowed Miss to be kidnapped. Even if she had to sacrifice her life, she would still protect Miss at all costs.
Qing Luan was about to call Xi Jia and the others to leave, but Xi Jia suddenly pushed her hard to Ouyang Haoxuan.
“Mr. Ouyang, Miss Qing Luan, you go first. We will stop them with Young Master Gu.”
“You all—!” Qing Luan’s voice broke into sobs. She finally couldn’t no longer hold back her tears.
Xi Jia smiled. His expression was honest and steady, “Miss Qing Luan, don’t blame yourself. The ones who should feel guilty are us. As the Miss’s subordinate and her personal guards, we let her be taken. Even in death, we couldn’t atone for our sins.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Young Master Gu is already having a hard time dealing with that woman alone. Let us stop her followers!”
“Mr. Ouyang, Miss Qing Luan, please send Xiao Chi back to Miss.”
Qian Yu burst into laughter when he heard their conversation as if he had heard a ridiculous joke, “A bunch of slaves in the Physique Training Stage, who aren’t martial artists yet, and a Gold Core Stage actually think they can stop us?”
“Ge Hui, they’re looking down on you, even having the thought of stopping you here. I wonder what’s going through your mind?”
A young man with a soft yet malicious face behind Qian Yu slowly stepped forward upon hearing those words. He sneered, “Heh, I will teach them the consequences of their arrogance. Tell me, for the insult to a high-level martial artist on the verge of reaching the Soul Splitting Stage, how do you wish to die? Skinned and torn apart, or shall I break every bone in your bodies?
Ge Hui, the best general under Qian Yu, was approaching the Soul Splitting Stage with his cultivation level. He only needed an opportunity to break through from the Nascent Soul Stage.
Over a year ago, Xi Jia and the others were considered trash, not even having reached the Qi Refining Stage. They were merely slaves, confined in cages and sold at will.
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