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Whoosh——

Two silhouettes zigzagged through the forest, lightly tapping tree branches with their feet, and when they found a cliff with a not-so-low terrain, they suddenly leaped.

Then they landed firmly on the pines at the edge of the cliff, which from any angle, were blind spots.

The vast mountain range was shrouded in red mist everywhere, and this red mist was advancing in seven or eight directions at the sa ti.

Especially the small animals they encountered during their escape; she didn’t spare a single one, casting Gu spells on each of them, and then gave them a kick, scaring them into running wild, not even sparing those who were dug out and hibernating.

"Are... are you feeling any better?"

Her ample chest rose and fell; although she was voicing concern for Jiang Feng, she herself was quite exhausted.

People with experience in sports know that as long as you maintain a steady pace and keep your breathing even, even ordinary people can last a long ti.

But interval running and obstacle running are different; even if you run ten thousand ters easily, just take on a thousand ters of interval or obstacle running, and you’re likely to collapse on the spot.

"I’m... still hanging in there, maybe I should just go back and turn myself in?"

Leaning against the tree trunk.

His chest rose like a bellows then collapsed again, rising and falling with such magnitude that it looked frightening; he seed like he had been fished out of the water.

"Alright, let’s do that, maybe I could even curry a favor with that good-for-nothing by bringing you in?"

"I knew it... you, harboring ill intentions, the most... the most vicious woman..."

While laughing, he bickered with the young girl; the two actually had quite a rapport, pity that a certain frail gentleman almost lost his balance and fell.

Even if he was exhausted, the young girl still showed a contemptuous smile; it was evident that even when being hunted down, her mood wasn’t too bad.

She had thought Jiang Feng would just be spewing nonsense again, asking her to hurry and leave, not to get dragged down with him.

If he said such nonsense under these circumstances, it would really spoil the mood, but fortunately, he didn’t even ntion it.

It was only Jiang Feng and Cen Yueyue could smile and chat in the face of being hunted down by a Nascent Soul Stage expert; for Jiang Feng, there were so kindnesses he would only keep in his heart, not on his lips.

These weren’t simple favors that could just be repaid.

"You really do have so nerve, what on earth did you do to make a Nascent Soul Stage expert chase you like a mad dog that won’t let go?"

He didn’t spread out his Divine Sense; instead, he kept all the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy and Divine Sense within this small silver crown.

The Magic Treasure in his hand shone with light; this silver crown was officially nad the Heavenly Gang Seven Star Crown, sharing so similarity in na to Cen Yueyue’s Heavenly Gang Beidou Seal.

Indeed, both the Heavenly Gang Beidou Seal and the Heavenly Gang Seven Star Crown were inherited from Cen Yueyue’s mother, who was once one of the big sisters of the Three Palaces in the Central Plains.

Especially this silver crown, which was personally taken by Cen Yueyue’s father to the Artifact Refining Master in the Southern Border for transformation, creating a Magic Treasure that could adapt both Central Plains Daoist Skills and Southern Border Gu Techniques, tailor-made exclusively for his daughter.

Its quality was beyond the expression of just "Grade"; so far, Jiang Feng had seen at least seven different incredible functions on this Magic Treasure, each defying nature.

"You heard it, he just crippled a senior disciple, killed a junior disciple, and then slaughtered one of his own junior brothers, stripping everything from him. Didn’t you see blowing Wu Fangsheng to bits that day?"

"You... I could have guessed it, but what exactly happened?"

She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

For a mont, Cen Yueyue didn’t know whether to say that Jiang Feng had guts or lacked brains.

No wonder he was relentlessly pursued—anyone would probably have the sa reaction if their disciple was killed; one dead, one disabled, plus a junior brother thrown into the mix, it was no wonder soone would chase after them from thousands of miles away.

"Sigh~"

Sitting on a tree branch, his thumb and index finger lightly touching, his body frantically absorbing nature’s spiritual energy, he was like a vortex engulfing all the spiritual energy around him, while Cen Yueyue’s silver crown flickered, enveloping dozens of ters around them.

Then the young man finally began to speak slowly.

"In simple terms, my fiancée is incredibly smart, unwilling to expose her real intentions, trying to maintain her family’s honor."

"She was even less willing to harm herself; after years of knowing each other, there’s still so affection there. So, she revealed a bit of her charm, thoroughly enchanted the Fan Yin Sect’s senior brother, and cleverly directed the disaster elsewhere, using soone else to do her dirty work."

"That old dog’s little disciple was a girl with extre jealousy, having pursued her senior brother for years with no success, and then vented all her anger on my fiancée."

"In the end, she was killed—she tried to strike at my fiancée and was killed by Yu Rou in self-defense."

"But the bla was put on my head."

The girl listened to his casual explanation, dumbstruck.

She knew Jiang Feng’s past was no simple tale; otherwise, he wouldn’t carry such weighty thoughts, but she could never have imagined that his so-called fiancée was so terrifying.

Jiang Feng is only seventeen this year; generally, those betrothed are close in age, and brides are usually a bit younger.

Which ans, how could a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, to keep her hands clean, co up with such a sche? Cen Yueyue quickly caught on to the na "Yu Rou," which sounded nothing like soone who would be so cunning and manipulative.

"Why don’t you just explain everything to that useless old man?"

"Even if he believed , the fact remains that his disciple Wu Fangsheng did indeed die at my hands, there’s no resolving that. Plus, why should I drag another person into this ss? And anyway, give so respect to soone at the Nascent Soul Stage."

He shook his head with a smile.

Sitting face to face on the narrow brink of a sturdy pine, they huddled close like two injured little animals.

Night had fallen, having been on the move since early morning, they had lost track of ti, and Cen Yueyue was not at all receptive to Jiang Feng’s words, with hands on her hips.

"Just a useless old man, your disciple was so pathetic that you beat him into a cripple, and your junior brother was so pathetic that you killed him. A cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishnt defeated by one in Qi Refinent stage, this is the first ti in my life I’ve witnessed such a thing!"

"Failing to defeat peers, they call on their seniors, and failing that they directly call on the Sect Master; isn’t this what you call useless? If I were to be defeated by a cultivator of lower realm, my parents would definitely not bother to question it!"

"Really, over a hundred years old and still bullying kids, not wanting a face at all!"

Her pouting little face was almost begging to be pinched. Though they were being pursued, Jiang Feng’s smile never waned.

He didn’t know whether he would survive or not, so he might as well enjoy this mont.

"So you finally admit that you’re a child?"

"Hm?"

She cocked her head to one side.

And then imdiately started to protest.

"I’m already of age, it’s you who’s not yet an adult, not . When I said ’bullying kids,’ I ant bullying you, hmm."

"Alright, alright, in a month I’ll be eighteen, we’ll see how you can mock for being young then."

"I’ll still be a year older than you."

She flipped her long hair proudly, disheveled though it was, it added a feminine charm in the dim light.

Suddenly, the atmosphere between them grew quiet.

Perhaps to break the silence, the girl gazed into the distance, the moonlight glancing across her face through the gaps, she asked nonchalantly.

"Hey, if you encounter Yu Rou in the future, will you..."

"Be careful! Soone’s coming!"

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