Lone Star and Cold Moon

Chapter 1: Tianling Calamity
Located south of the Yangtze River in the Central Plains, Tianling Manor is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery, home to numerous martial arts sects.
In particular, Tianling Manor, located in Luoshui City in Jiangnan, has risen to prominence in recent years. Its master, Ye Tiancheng, is young, promising,
and exceptionally talented. Before the age of thirty-five, he had already mastered the ancestral Seven Star Fist to the seventh level, reaching
the ranks , with few rivals in the martial arts world. Eleven years ago, he married
Zhao Qingqing, the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan and the senior disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, causing a sensation in the Jiangnan martial arts world and envied by many young talents. However, due to Ye Tiancheng's overwhelming strength,
no one dared to provoke him.
A hundred years ago, after the great war between the righteous and demonic paths, the demonic path was suppressed by the righteous path, and traces of the demonic path had long been rare in the martial arts world. Apart from
occasional internal strife among the various righteous sects, the martial arts world had been peaceful for a long time. However, just three months ago,
traces of the demonic path seemed to have been discovered in the martial arts world, but this did not attract the attention of the various righteous sects. Two days ago,
after the Shadowless Sect, hailed as one of the strongest sects in Jiangnan, was wiped out overnight, the various sects realized the seriousness of the situation. Was the legendary Demonic Sect
about to make a comeback?
At this moment, in the inner courtyard of Tianling Manor, Ye Tiancheng urgently pulled a boy and a girl along, quickly heading towards the backyard.
The boy, named Han Xiao, had just turned twelve and was Ye Tiancheng's adopted son. The girl, named Ye Muxue, was only
ten years old, but had already blossomed into an exceptionally beautiful young woman; she would surely grow up to be a stunning beauty.
"Xiao'er, take Xiaoxue and quickly leave through the secret passage in the backyard!"
"Father, you're so powerful, how could you not defeat them?" In the boy's mind, his father was almost
invincible; why was he in such a hurry to send them away? The boy was filled with confusion.
"This time, all the demonic experts have come out, and we are unprepared. I'm afraid it won't end well. You've always been steady and sensible.
Your godfather entrusts Xiaoxue to your care. Can you do it?"
"Godfather, don't worry. Xiao'er will definitely take good care of Xiaoxue and protect her with my life." Seeing the boy's resolute
answer, Ye Tiancheng's worried face finally showed a trace of relief.
Then he looked at the girl kindly, squatted down, and stroked the girl's tender cheek: "Xiaoxue, from now on
, you must listen to Brother Han Xiao, understand?"
The girl's eyes were slightly brimming with tears, but she nodded firmly: "Yes, Father, don't worry. Xue'er won't be
willful . I will listen to Brother. You and Mother must come to find us."
Ye Tiancheng smiled faintly: "Father and Mother will come to find you. Time is of the essence now. You should leave quickly.
Keep get out of the manor, and go as far away as possible." After sending the two children into the secret room, As the two figures
disappeared face. He decisively closed the iron gate, then smashed
the switch of the secret chamber's iron gate with a single punch. He then turned and rushed quickly towards the front yard...
At this time, the front yard of the manor had been mostly overrun by the demonic forces. Zhao Qingqing, dressed in a light green robe
, was gaining a slight advantage in her battle with a man in black. Ye Tiancheng's tense nerves relaxed slightly. He knew that his wife had already
mastered the sixth level of the Tianshan Sword Technique, and the man in black was no match for her. Even so, he still decided to help his wife deal with the man
in black .
Just as Ye Tiancheng was about to make his move, three men in black suddenly rushed out from the left, right, and rear,
attacking him simultaneously with two swords and a saber, aiming straight for his vital points. In desperation, Ye Tiancheng had no way to dodge. He clenched his fists and
struck them together, creating a gust of wind that sent the three men in black flying. Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths. Ye Tiancheng, about to
press his advantage, suddenly felt a strong pressure from above. Looking up, he saw a
masked man in black and purple robes descending from the sky, palms down, attacking him with a force far exceeding that of the previous three men in black. Immediately
, he dared not be careless. Gathering his inner strength, he unleashed two powerful upward punches in retaliation. The force of his punches was like lightning, accompanied by
howling winds and flashes of light. Even before the fists and palms touched, a violent collision resounded, and powerful blasts of energy
surged outwards, damaging most of the buildings in the courtyard. Those with weaker internal strength quickly retreated to
a safe distance . A moment later, the aftershocks dissipated. Both Ye Tiancheng and the masked man, who had already landed, had slightly trembling fists and palms,
clearly not at ease.
"Hahaha… Everyone says that Master Ye is a hero of our time, and his Seven Star Fist is even more domineering and powerful
. Seeing it today, I can see it's true!" the masked man laughed loudly.
"The righteous and demonic forces have been at peace for years. Who are you, and why are you attacking my manor?"
Ye Tiancheng was deeply shocked. In their brief exchange, he had already sensed the masked man's exceptional internal strength
, comparable to his own. The four men in black were also highly skilled, top-tier experts in the martial world
. If it were only these four men, Ye Tiancheng would be somewhat confident. However, with this
masked man, no weaker than himself, and only he and his wife capable of fighting them, while the rest of the manor
were of mediocre skill and mostly dead or wounded, he couldn't help but feel worried.
"Who I am is unimportant. What matters is what Manor Lord Ye chooses," the masked man said dismissively.
"Forgive my ignorance, but I do not understand your intentions," Ye Tiancheng said, trying to stall for time and hoping that
fellow martial artists would come to his aid. Unfortunately, the Shadowless Sect, the closest sect to Tianling Manor, had been wiped out two days prior, and other
sects would take at least a day to arrive, so he knew his hopes were slim.
"Hand over the Profound Yin Pearl and Tianling Manor will be safe; otherwise, we will slaughter the entire manor. I have heard that your wife is as beautiful
as the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan. Seeing her today,
I can confirm it. Although she is over thirty, she still retains her charm. If she dies easily, even if you agree, my men may not. Manor Lord Ye, you should think carefully." Hearing
the masked man's words, the demonic cultivators' eyes gleamed with lust, and they let out bursts of lewd laughter.
"I know nothing about the Xuan Yin Pearl. I've never heard of it. Tianling Manor doesn't have such a thing either. You must have come to
the wrong place and asked the wrong person."
Ye Tiancheng was furious at the Demonic Sect members' insults towards his beloved wife. He clenched his fists, making a cracking
sound, but being outnumbered, he forced himself to refrain from attacking. Zhao Qingqing was also filled with shame and indignation. As
the senior disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect, she had been exceptionally talented since childhood and was loved and respected by her fellow disciples. After traveling the martial world, she
earned the title of the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan, attracting countless suitors. Among her peers, she was like a star surrounded by admirers.
After marrying Ye Tiancheng, she was also deeply loved by her husband and had never suffered such humiliation.
"It seems that Master Ye has refused the toast. Then he can only drink the penalty cup." He then glanced at the four men
in black and attacked Ye Tiancheng first.
The men in black understood and formed a circle, trapping Zhao Qingqing inside. Ye Tiancheng had just engaged the masked man
when he noticed the lady's predicament. He was about to rescue her, but the masked man continued to attack him, forcing him to fight back with all his might.
Yes. In a short while, the two had exchanged dozens of blows, neither able to gain the upper hand. Ye Tiancheng was extremely anxious.
Although Zhao Qingqing was also a renowned female warrior in the martial arts world, her martial arts skills were naturally not weak, but she probably wouldn't be able to withstand the combined attack of the four opponents for long.
"Ah... Husband!" Zhao Qingqing finally succumbed to the combined attack of the four, her long sword fell to the ground, and she was unconscious.
Seeing this, Ye Tiancheng could no longer care about the masked man's attack. After fighting back with all his might, he turned around to go and rescue her. Taking advantage of Ye Tiancheng's moment of confusion,
the masked man pressed Ye Tiancheng's pressure points from behind, rendering him unable to move.
"Ye Tiancheng, my patience is limited. I'll ask you one more time, where is the Xuan Yin Pearl?" the masked man asked while
grabbing Ye Tiancheng's clothes.
"Release my wife, and after she leaves, I'll take you to retrieve the Xuan Yin Pearl."
"Do you think I'm stupid, Ye Tiancheng? Let's see how long you can keep up your stubbornness, hmph!" The masked man ignored
Ye Tiancheng after speaking and walked towards Zhao Qingqing.
Zhao Qingqing lay unconscious, her head drooping weakly, being supported from behind by a man in black to prevent her from falling. However,
after the man in black's arms passed under Zhao Qingqing's armpits, his hands directly grasped the beauty's full breasts. Seeing
the masked man approach, his hands withdrew slightly, becoming more subdued.
The masked man lifted Zhao Qingqing's chin with his fingers, watching her face slowly rise. Just as he was about to kiss her cherry
lips, he suddenly realized he was masked, and felt extremely displeased. He then changed his target, removing
Zhao Qingqing 's upper garment, revealing a thin white undergarment, with a yellow bodice faintly visible beneath. The masked man pulled
Zhao Qingqing into his arms, one hand tracing down the curve of her fair neck,
eventually reaching her full, tender breasts and the soft nipple at the tip.
Perhaps it was a sensitive spot, but the slightest touch of his fingers against her skin sent a tingling sensation through her, and
even though Zhao Qingqing was unconscious, she let out two soft moans. Noticing this, the masked man deliberately leaned close to
her ear and said, "Madam, how is it? Isn't it tingling and very comfortable? Hehe..." As soon as
he finished speaking , Zhao Qingqing let out a soft "hmm," as if responding to him.
His hand continued its unruly groping of her breasts, the large hand squeezing open her white undergarment
to reveal the top edge of her light yellow bodice. Following the curve of her firm breasts, he grasped her soft, fleshy nipples and gently
kneaded them.
Seemingly unsatisfied, the masked man reached out with his other hand and completely opened Zhao Qingqing's white undergarment, tearing off her
pale yellow bodice. With the last piece of clothing slipping away, Zhao Qingqing's chest was completely exposed. Her
snow-white breasts, the object of countless martial arts practitioners' dreams, were now laid bare before everyone's eyes, the two crimson nipples
bouncing with each tremor of her breasts.
His wicked hands, abandoning their previous gentleness, suddenly gripped her full breasts, kneading them forcefully. The originally rounded breasts
transformed into various alluring shapes, his fingers occasionally pinching and teasing the nipples.
The intensified, tingling sensation faithfully transmitted to Zhao Qingqing's brain. With the masked man's kneading and caressing,
Zhao Qingqing 's nipples hardened uncontrollably, and her previously indistinct moans became increasingly clear.
The members of the Demonic Sect, watching this erotic scene, were all parched and their groins were erect, yet they dared not disturb the masked
man's enjoyment.
Ye Tiancheng kept his eyes tightly shut. From the moment his beloved wife's pale yellow bodice slipped down, he couldn't
bear to watch any longer. Despite his burning rage, he was powerless to move and could only helplessly watch his beloved wife being
humiliated and defiled, and wantonly watched by the members of the Demonic Sect. He could only close his eyes helplessly and secretly circulate his internal energy, trying to break through his acupoints.
The wanton defilement of her breasts not only stimulated Zhao Qingqing but also aroused the masked man's lust. He positioned Zhao Qingqing in
a kneeling position, her breasts positioned precisely at the masked
man
's crotch. After pulling down half of his pants, he took out his already engorged penis and eagerly placed it between her full breasts. The masked man squeezed Zhao Qingqing's breasts forcefully with both hands, tightly gripping his penis. The soft and elastic touch of her breasts intensely stimulated him,
giving him immense pleasure.
His penis thrust in and out between her breasts, moving up and down. In her drowsy state, Zhao Qingqing's head was lowered, her nodding rhythmically with
each thrust of her chest. Her red lips repeatedly kissed the tip of the penis that had emerged from between her breasts.
Several times , the penis plunging directly into her mouth, forcing Zhao Qingqing to part her lips slightly, seemingly
offering oral sex.
After hundreds of thrusts between her breasts, the masked man suddenly tensed, his movements slowing abruptly. Then, his
penis swiftly withdrew from her
breasts, aimed at her slightly parted lips, and thrust forcefully into her mouth without any resistance. At the same time, a large hand pressed Zhao Qingqing's head against his groin. The penis
trembled continuously inside her throat, spurting out streams of semen that traveled down her throat and into her stomach.
After finishing, the masked man didn't rush to pull out his penis. He first glanced at Ye Tiancheng not far away, seeing that
his eyes were closed, looking both pitiful and laughable. He mocked, "Master Ye, what good fortune! Your wife truly deserves to be called the most beautiful woman
in Jiangnan . Look at those breasts and that little mouth, they're simply wonderful! Why don't you open your eyes and take a look, hahaha
... Oh, by the way, as her legitimate husband, you probably haven't tasted
your an outsider, got to experience it first. What a pity, what a pity, hahaha..."
"Ah!! You demonic beast, let go of my wife!" Ye Tiancheng could no longer bear it and roared.
"Don't be impatient, Master Ye. After I've trained your wife properly, I'll naturally give you an even more seductive wife.
You might even thank me then." Seeing that Ye Tiancheng still refused to reveal the whereabouts of the Xuan Yin Pearl, the masked man
ignored him and continued to toy with Zhao Qingqing.
Even after ejaculating, the penis showed no signs of weakening, still erect and throbbing inside the beauty's mouth. The masked
man, still unsatisfied, continued thrusting in and out between her mouth and throat. The unconscious Zhao Qingqing unconsciously swallowed
the saliva mixed with semen, giving the masked man an unusual, pleasurable sucking sensation.
Perhaps the penis was too thick; after a few moments of thrusting, Zhao Qingqing coughed lightly, seemingly showing signs of waking.
The masked man noticed, smiled sinisterly, and withdrew from the beauty's mouth, laying Zhao Qingqing flat on the ground.
The ribbon had been untied, her clothes disheveled and open, her skirt hanging at her waist,
completely exposing her most private parts. Her black pubic hair glistened, the glow of the honeyed fluid
flowing .
"Mmm…mmm…mmm…"
As the penis plunged into her flower path, Zhao Qingqing's lips parted slightly, her breath like mist, emitting a captivating moan.
With each thrust, Zhao Qingqing's slender legs unconsciously wrapped around the masked man's waist, crossing over each other. Her delicate
toes curled inward, her feet straight and taut, her ankles pressed tightly against the masked man's lower back.
The beauty's head swayed slightly, her breath heavy, her cheeks flushed, her uncontrollable desire surging like a raging torrent
. She twisted her waist and hips, thrusting her chest and breasts forward, as if urging the man to enjoy her tender breasts.
With each soft moan, Zhao Qingqing's body trembled, climaxing so quickly.
"Ah... Husband, harder... Qing'er feels so good." Under the intense pleasure, Zhao Qingqing gradually awoke,
half-conscious, mistaking the masked man for Ye Tiancheng.
"Isn't it very comfortable? Want more, my lady. Hehe..." The masked man deliberately slowed his thrusts,
leaning close to Zhao Qingqing's ear, asking lewdly.
"Mmm... Qing'er... It feels so good, I want to continue... Don't stop." Zhao Qingqing responded urgently.
"Then please tell me, my wife, is it more comfortable than ever before?"
"Comfortable, this time is the most comfortable... My dear husband, please fuck me quickly, Qing'er wants it so much."
Stimulated by her body's instincts, Zhao Qingqing responded in a daze, only hoping that the 'husband' lying on top of her would speed up
his thrusts.
"What if it were another man, could he still fuck my wife?"
"As long as it makes Qing'er feel good, um... other men are fine too... Ah! Other men!"
Zhao Qingqing and Ye Tiancheng had been extremely loving for eleven years, and her heart could no longer accommodate other men. Even when she was
unintentionally aroused, she thought of her beloved husband. When she heard that another man was fucking her, she felt a strong
resistance in her heart and completely woke up. But the reality after waking up was cruel.
"Ah!!"
When Zhao Qingqing saw that the man lying on her chest was not her husband, she pushed the masked man away. Realizing her
clothes were disheveled and her breasts exposed, and recalling the lewd experience she had just had, she was overwhelmed with shame.
She hurriedly grabbed the scattered clothes beside her to cover her exposed breasts.
"You scoundrel, I'll fight you to the death!"
Zhao Qingqing, filled with shame and anger, immediately struck out with her palm at the man before her. The masked man, however, remained calm,
simply thrusting his hips forward.
"Ugh...ah..." The palm strike abruptly stopped, replaced by a wide-open mouth emitting moans.
Zhao Qingqing was unaware that her legs were still wrapped around the man's waist, and a penis remained inside her.
Taking advantage of the beauty's renewed loss of control, the masked man increased the speed and force of his thrusts, rapidly and violently pumping in and out of her.
At the same time, his mouth climbed onto her breasts, sucking and teasing the soft, elastic flesh.
In the heat of their passion, Zhao Qingqing, already aroused, surged once more. She stretched out her soft, boneless arms and
tightly wrapped them around the man's neck, her hips convulsing and bouncing several times. The masked man felt a tightening in his lower body, and
a gush of fluid flowed out.
After her second orgasm, Zhao Qingqing regained some of her senses. Turning her head slightly, she saw
Ye Tiancheng not far away, his eyes closed, his face contorted with rage. He must be heartbroken right now. Zhao Qingqing hated herself for being so weak, for being fucked to orgasm by a villain in front of her beloved
husband She blamed herself for being so lewd, for mistaking a villain for her husband and actively seeking him out.
A tear rolled down her cheek as she recalled the faces of her husband, her daughter, and Han Xiao.
"Farewell, my husband. In the next life, Qing'er will still be your wife."
After bidding farewell to her husband in her heart, Zhao Qingqing gathered her inner strength and burst forth, shooting out a weak sword aura towards
Ye Tiancheng. Then, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth; she had severed her heart meridian and was lifeless.
"Not good!" The masked man noticed Ye Qingqing's abnormality and reacted immediately, quickly pulling up his pants
and taking several steps back.
"You beasts of the Demonic Sect, I will make you pay with your lives!!"
At this moment, Ye Tiancheng's acupoints had been released by Zhao Qingqing's sword aura, and he could move freely. He fully activated his inner
strength , pushing the Seven Star Fist to its limit, and punched the ground fiercely. Instantly, the earth shook,
and the ground within a radius of dozens of meters caved in. Everyone present swayed and could hardly stand. A thousand meters away in the sky, seven
dazzling , converging to form a huge golden fist shape, covered with constantly flashing
lightning, rushing downwards with astonishing force. The members of the Demonic Sect tried to dodge, but found their bodies restricted, only able to
move . The violently shaking, sunken ground seemed to possess a suction force, hindering their movements.
The masked man panicked, hurriedly shouting, "Priest, please help!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the buildings, flowers, trees, sky, and ground in the entire front courtyard turned
dark gray. Ye Tiancheng suddenly screamed repeatedly, and the Seven Star Fist in the sky abruptly dissipated. Everything returned to calm,
leaving only Ye Tiancheng, pale-faced, rolling on the ground.
"The dignified Demonic Sect Protector and Four Elders can't even handle this simple matter, requiring my intervention. Do you
know crimes?"
A moment later, the entire front courtyard returned to its original color. A cold female voice rang out, and
a woman in red appeared in the courtyard, her stunningly beautiful face bearing a hint of anger.
She possessed a breathtakingly perfect figure with full breasts, a slender waist, and a shapely bottom, yet no one dared to harbor any disrespect. The members
of the Demonic Sect, who had narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the woman in red arrive. They all
knelt on one knee in respect, even the masked leader bowing deeply, daring not to show the slightest disrespect.
"Thank you, High Priest, for saving our lives. We never imagined Ye Tiancheng's martial arts were so strong; it was our negligence."
"Remember this. Check if Ye Tiancheng is still alive," the woman in red said after glancing at the masked men.
"High...High Priest, Ling...Ling Tiancheng...is already dead," one of the men in black replied tremblingly
after , fearing the High Priest might slap him to death, or even worse, cast
a spell on him—a fate worse than death.
Upon hearing this, the woman in red snorted coldly and said, "The 'Heaven and Earth Lose Color' spell took me a
full hour . It wouldn't have killed Ye Tiancheng, but the situation was critical at the time. Ye Tiancheng was using all
his internal energy and couldn't control it. After the spell forcibly broke his technique, it caused a severe backlash on him, so he was injured and died from
his own internal energy. Now that Ye Tiancheng and his wife are both dead, and the Xuan Yin Pearl is missing, if the Demon Lord
blames us, I can't protect you either."
The members of the Demon Sect broke out in a cold sweat and remained silent.
"High Priest, Ye Tiancheng has two young children who have probably escaped
. The Xuan Yin Pearl is very likely on them," the masked man said first, and everyone agreed.
"Then handle this matter well, and be sure to find the Xuan Yin Pearl." After saying this, the woman in red flew out of the courtyard and
disappeared from everyone's sight. Seeing the woman in red leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The demonic path had annihilated Tianling Manor, searching every inch of the manor without finding Ye Tiancheng's children or the Xuan Yin Pearl.
After searching carefully many times without success, they left Tianling Manor, splitting into several groups to continue the search for the two children.
After this battle, the once-great martial arts hero Ye Tiancheng and his Tianling Manor were forever wiped out from the martial world, and his two
children were nowhere to be found. This matter was the subject of much speculation, causing a brief uproar in the martial world, but that
was all. No martial arts sect dared to provoke the demonic sect...
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Two days later...
Rain fell from the sky, the raindrops forming a net from which no one could escape, and the ground was a muddy mess.
Fifty miles east of Luoshui City, in a desolate wilderness, stood a small, simple thatched hut. Several
holes allowed rainwater to seep into the house.
In a corner where the leaks were less severe, a little girl nestled quietly in a boy's arms, her
delicate face slightly pale, seemingly due to weakness. Ye Muxue and Han Xiao had been fleeing for two whole days
. It was night, raining heavily, pitch black outside, and the muddy roads made travel difficult. They had nowhere else
to hide but this dilapidated thatched hut as temporary shelter.
Han Xiao held the girl's hand, feeling the coolness of her fingertips and a deep pain in his own heart. He
took off his coat and covered her with it, then held her tightly, silently vowing never to let anyone
hurt her again, not even God.
"Brother, Xue'er is so scared. Why haven't Father and Mother come to find us yet?" The girl opened her eyes and
looked at the boy, saying this.
"Xue'er, don't be afraid, brother is with you. Our godfather and the others will definitely come looking for us."
The boy didn't know how to answer for a moment. With the power of their godfather and the manor, if they were safe and sound, they should have come looking for them
a couple of days . Since no one had come yet, something must have happened. But not wanting the girl to be too sad
, he could only comfort her.
"Brother, you're so good to Xue'er. Will we be like our parents... forever, hand in hand?"
the girl asked innocently.
"Yes, we will. Brother will take care of Xue'er for the rest of my life and never let Xue'er suffer any injustice." The boy
nodded earnestly, his promise now seeming like a vow to stay together for life.
...
Dawn broke, the rain stopped, and the boy woke up first. He touched the girl's hand and forehead; thankfully, she
was alright, just a little weak.
The girl also woke up, looked around, then looked at the boy, and said coquettishly, "Brother, Xue'er is so hungry and thirsty." "
Then Xue'er, stay here obediently, brother will go find you something delicious." With that, the boy walked away
.
Just as the girl was imagining what delicious treats her brother would bring her, she saw
the boy, hurriedly running back. The boy grabbed the girl's hand and said, "Xue'er, run! The Demonic Sect is
chasing us!"
Han Xiao, carrying Ye Muxue, couldn't run fast enough and was soon intercepted by the Demonic Sect members, who
surrounded .
"That's right, it's these two kids," one of them said, comparing them to a portrait.
"Hey...this time we've done a great service."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's take them down first."
While the Demonic Sect members were talking, Han Xiao struck first, throwing two punches at the two in front of him.
Although he was only twelve years old, he had received Ye Tiancheng's true teachings, and his Seven Star Fist had already reached the third level.
The members were already relaxed in their guard while talking, and they paid even less attention to the two children. Unexpectedly, the boy
suddenly attacked, and the two in front of him fell to the ground, seriously injured and unable to stand.
"Xue'er, run!" After the two in front of him fell to the ground, the boy decisively pushed the girl out of the crowd's encirclement.
"Brother, what about you?" The girl ran a few steps forward, then turned back to the boy and asked worriedly.
"Don't you know how strong I am? Run... I have a way to escape, I'll come find you in a bit."
The boy urged the girl to run faster, afraid that she wouldn't be able to escape alone. Fortunately, the girl knew that staying behind
would only be a burden to her brother, so she turned her head with tears in her eyes and ran forward with all her might. She couldn't let her brother's efforts be in vain;
only if she was safe first could her brother deal with the bad guys without distraction.
The other four saw their two companions suddenly fall to the ground, and by the time they reacted, the girl had already run dozens of steps.
Just as they were about to chase after the girl, the boy acted again, blocking them all by himself...
The girl felt like she had been running for a very long time; her legs were weak, her head was spinning, and she was having difficulty breathing.
Suddenly, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Already weak, she had run over a thousand meters,
exhausting .
After an unknown amount of time, a figure appeared in the distance, clad in white, gracefully descending and landing
beside the girl.
Anyone who saw this would surely doubt their own dream, finding her even more beautiful than a fairy in a dream.
The woman was slender, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, gently tied back with a ribbon. Her white dress made her look like a fairy from a painting;
her skin was as white as snow, incomparably beautiful, her features breathtakingly gorgeous, radiating an elegant, noble, and holy aura that captivated all
who beheld her. Any woman in the world would likely feel inferior in comparison.
"Hmm, how could this be… It's the Xuan Yin Body, such a coincidence," the woman in white murmured after examining the girl's
condition.
"Very well, since I've encountered her, then it must be fate." As soon as
she finished speaking, the woman in white picked up the girl and vanished without a trace in a flash of white sword light…

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