The Loulan people’s outposts were one after another, infiltrating deeper than imagined.
ng Qianqian focused her gaze.
When her father was alive, he painstakingly eliminated the Loulan people’s outposts one by one, a task that required unimaginable effort.
But now, the Loulan people have returned, more blatant than ever.
"Go..."
Yucheng Building was about to lead the way when Lu Yuan stepped out ahead of him.
Yucheng Building: "You’ve been here before?"
Lu Yuan’s eyes scanned the traces on the ground, he squatted down and touched the soil with his fingertips: "Is it hard?"
Yucheng Building: Is it not hard?
Lu Yuan stood up, wiping the dust off his fingertips with a handkerchief.
Yucheng Building hesitated for a mont and said, "I wanted to ask earlier, you’re a big man, why do you have to be so clean?"
Lu Yuan glanced at him, calmly put away the handkerchief, and took ng Qianqian’s hand.
Yucheng Building felt a massive shock internally.
A waiter ca out from the kitchen carrying a bucket of hot water and, seeing the unknown strangers, couldn’t help but ask, "Who are you?"
Lu Yuan waved his hand, tapping the waiter’s sleep acupoint from a distance.
The waiter collapsed to the floor, and Lu Yuan sent a wave of inner strength to gently lower his bucket of water.
The movent was as smooth as flowing water, effortless.
Yucheng Building’s eyes flashed with amazent.
He had always thought Chen Long’s martial arts were unbeatable, but now seeing this, Lu Yuan’s skills were perhaps even more unfathomable.
Initially, he thought this outpost would be like those seen before, with people locked in secret rooms or hidden cellars. Unexpectedly, the first room Lu Yuan opened revealed Chen Long, tied to a Taishi Chair.
Chen Long’s head was tilted, as if in a coma.
ng Qianqian had grown up with Chen Long, and it was her first ti seeing him so overpowered.
Her heart felt like it was pricked by a needle.
"Brother..."
She murmured softly.
Lu Yuan squeezed her hand, signaling her to remain calm.
He then turned to Yucheng Building and said, "You go over."
Yucheng Building said, "You promised to save my sister first; before rescuing my sister, I won’t help you save—"
Before he could finish, Lu Yuan kicked him over.
Yucheng Building’s hair stood on end: "You!!!"
He finally realized how unreliable these people were, sacrificing allies at any mont. What kind of bizarre morale and tradition is this?
Lu Yuan’s kick wasn’t enough to hurt him, but it was definitely unavoidable.
He stumbled directly towards Chen Long, tripping and staggering several steps.
Just as he was about to reach Chen Long, a giant butcher’s knife descended from above!
The sharp cold light carried a biting chill, aiming straight for his head.
He looked up, his face changed, and drew the treasured saber from his waist to block a strike.
However, the butcher’s knife was too heavy and fast, nearly forcing him to kneel.
He gritted his teeth and rolled out of the way.
The butcher’s knife slashed down heavily, rcilessly smashing the table beside him and embedding deeply into the blue stone floor!
The terrifying sound, mixed with ground-shaking vibrations, made all three feel the tremor beneath their feet.
Lu Yuan quickly used inner strength to dissipate the vast force for himself and ng Qianqian.
Yucheng Building had so of his ridians shattered by the shock, his internal organs in severe pain, his chest heaving, and a tallic taste rising up his throat.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
He raised a hand to wipe it away, gasping as he looked at the butcher’s knife on the ground: "What kind of knife is this? So terrifying..."
ng Qianqian said, "It’s not a knife, it’s a chanism."
Yucheng Building stood up, tidied his hair, and dusted off his sleeves.
Only the first encounter, and already in such a sorry state.
He looked coldly at Lu Yuan and said in an irritated tone, "Next ti, give a heads up before you attack."
Lu Yuan casually smirked: "If you had obediently listened from the start, it wouldn’t have been so difficult?"
Yucheng Building: "..."
He shifted his gaze, muttering irritably, "Don’t forget, you need my help. If you get killed, it won’t be good for you—"
Whoosh!
A silver needle flew past his nose.
The silver needle was small but incredibly fast, so fast that it was only after a mont that he felt the chill on his nose.
Sothing in front of him had been severed.
It was subtle, nearly invisible.
He frowned: "What is this..."
ng Qianqian said lightly, "Snowfield Heavenly Silkworm Silk."
A cold sweat broke out on Yucheng Building’s back.
It was the Snowfield Heavenly Silkworm Silk.
If he had mindlessly continued, he might have already lost half his head.
His gaze fell on ng Qianqian.
He seed to understand a little why so many capable individuals gathered around her.
She truly... had so abilities.
"I’ll be careful,"
He said.
"No need," Lu Yuan said disdainfully, "You’re too slow."
Yucheng Building’s mouth twitched, "If you’re so fast, you do it!"
"Lend the silver needle,"
Lu Yuan said to ng Qianqian.
ng Qianqian took out a handful of silver needles.
Lu Yuan extended his distinctly jointed hand, took the silver needles, and with a cold gaze swept the room, waving his sleeve.
Several silver needles shot out simultaneously, aiming at different spots.
There was a series of clicks and movents, the beams and walls shook in succession.
All the chanisms were sequentially triggered, but before they could activate, Lu Yuan shot out the second round of silver needles.
Everything returned to silence.
"It’s done,"
Lu Yuan said.
Yucheng Building drew in a sharp breath.
This guy... what kind of monster is he!!!
Lu Yuan approached Chen Long, gently pulled, and used inner strength to break the ropes binding him.
"Hey, wake up,"
He called, raising an eyebrow.
Chen Long did not respond.
Lu Yuan beckoned to Yucheng Building with a finger.
Yucheng Building: "What for?"
Lu Yuan: "Pour on him."
Yucheng Building: "..."
Yucheng Building: "If you want to kill , you can do it directly, there’s no need for all this trouble."
Pausing, he added, "Why don’t you pour it on?"
Lu Yuan said righteously, "Better yours than mine."
Yucheng Building didn’t know what to say.
This person was not only ruthless, but also very shaless!
Under Lu Yuan’s intimidating authority, Yucheng Building finally poured a jug of cold water over Chen Long.
And Chen Long indeed slowly regained consciousness under the stimulation of cold water.
Yucheng Building quickly retreated three feet away!
"Brother!"
ng Qianqian stepped forward, "How are you? Are you okay?"
Before she could finish, a surge of killing intent erupted.
Lu Yuan swiftly moved, the tip of his foot lightly touching the ground as he embraced ng Qianqian, using Qinggong to move her aside, landing steadily on one knee by the door.
His movent technique was so fast it left only an afterimage.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, Yucheng Building almost couldn’t believe there was such a mysterious Qinggong in the world.
Lu Yuan, just how much was he hiding?
ng Qianqian panted slightly, frowning as she looked at the blood-red eyes of Chen Long: "Brother, he..."
Lu Yuan gently set her down, helping her stand, and glanced at Chen Long, "He’s been manipulated."
"Is this Shan Cheng’s thod? Manipulating my brother... against us?"
ng Qianqian clenched her fists tightly, "He can co at , but I will never allow anyone... to use those around !"
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