ng Qianqian slowly lay down, holding her breath.
The person entered the tent and began rummaging through the bags on the ground.
There was no murderous intent from the other person; he was indeed only looking for sothing.
Searching... for sothing?
A flash of Shan Cheng’s words crossed ng Qianqian’s mind: "It doesn’t matter if he cos or not, anyway, we have sothing else that Shang Jue wants."
Could it be he is—
ng Qianqian abruptly opened her eyes.
At this mont, Mo Yi returned from the lavatory.
He sensed the commotion inside ng Qianqian’s tent and detected an unfamiliar presence.
He imdiately shouted, "Who’s there?!"
The man happened to be in front of ng Qianqian; he knelt down as ng Qianqian sat up.
The two of them stared wide-eyed at each other.
ng Qianqian made a shushing gesture.
The man was stunned.
Mo Yi stood outside the tent and said coldly, "Co out! Or I won’t be polite!"
ng Qianqian shook her head at the man, signaling with her eyes for him to stay calm.
Mo Yi gripped the Tang Blade at his waist and approached the tent step by step.
ng Qianqian slowly pushed the man aside, flicked her wrist, and grasped two silver needles.
Mo Yi sliced open the tent with a single stroke.
ng Qianqian’s silver needles shot out.
Mo Yi’s expression changed; he dodged the silver needles with a backflip, slid back several steps, and knelt on one knee to steady himself.
He looked up, just as he was about to strike, the masked man suddenly gripped ng Qianqian’s neck.
Mo Yi’s blade halted.
Shan Cheng walked out of his own tent, glanced around, and told the masked man, "Let’s talk this over, she’s pregnant, be careful not to harm her or an innocent life."
The man looked at ng Qianqian’s pregnant belly and a trace of hesitation crossed his face.
ng Qianqian said, "Don’t listen to his nonsense, I’m not pregnant, I just got fat."
Shan Cheng: "...!!"
The man tightened his grip.
ng Qianqian imdiately showed a pained expression.
Shan Cheng frowned, "Wait! I know what you want, if you let her go, I can give it to you."
The man tilted his head, giving Shan Cheng a look urging him to hand over the item.
Shan Cheng took sothing from his bosom, just about to toss it to the man.
The man stopped Shan Cheng, once again motioning with his eyes for Shan Cheng to open the handkerchief.
Shan Cheng complied.
ng Qianqian focused her gaze and saw that what was wrapped in the handkerchief turned out to be a jade hairpin.
And this hairpin was all too familiar to her.
It was the token of love her father gave to her mother.
Mother always wore it on her head.
So, it really was father...
ng Qianqian’s heart surged with emotions, blurring her vision.
Shan Cheng said, "I’ll give you the hairpin, you let her go."
The man’s eyes showed a hint of hesitation.
Shan Cheng said, "The hairpin is an inanimate object, you can take it if you want, but she is two lives, human life is paramount, you don’t want to harm the innocent, do you?"
The man reached out to Shan Cheng.
Shan Cheng frowned, "You want the hairpin first before releasing her? That’s not acceptable, what if you go back on your word—"
Mo Yi coldly said, "What’s the point of talking so much with him, in my opinion, they must be in cahoots, leave it to , rest assured, I guarantee she’ll be left with her life!"
Implying, no assurance about injuries or disfigurent.
"Mo Yi, no!"
Shan Cheng stopped him.
Mo Yi said indifferently, "Shan Cheng, I give you a bit of face, don’t think you can order around, okay?"
After speaking, he ignored Shan Cheng and swung his blade toward ng Qianqian and the man.
Shan Cheng’s eyes flashed sharply as he twisted the Green Flute in his hand, blocking Mo Yi’s attack.
Mo Yi gritted his teeth, "Get out of my way! If you dare stop again, I’ll kill you too!"
Shan Cheng sternly said, "She must not be hard."
Mo Yi said, "I don’t care!"
The man’s gaze swept over the two, then he released a palm wind, sending the hairpin high into the sky.
He retrieved the hairpin in mid-air, and at the sa ti kidnapped ng Qianqian.
Mo Yi said, "The person has escaped!"
Shan Cheng said, "That’s better than you killing her."
Mo Yi said, "You’re crazy! Are you also bewitched by that woman? Do you want to betray the Princess Consort?"
Shan Cheng said, "It’s the Princess Consort’s orders, she is not to be hard."
Mo Yi realized he couldn’t summon his power, "What did you do to ?"
Shan Cheng calmly said, "Promise you won’t harm her, and then I’ll let you go find her."
"You—"
Mo Yi was furious.
From the tent, Ayimulan’s calm voice ca out, "Shan Cheng, let Mo Yi bring the person back in one piece."
In one piece...
Mo Yi clenched his fists, "Princess Consort, is it necessary..."
Ayimulan said, "I don’t want to repeat myself."
Mo Yi said, "...Yes!"
Shan Cheng dispelled the witchcraft on Mo Yi, who then grabbed his Tang Blade and gave chase.
anwhile, after the person abducted ng Qianqian, he dropped her midway.
He found taking soone along too slow.
What he hadn’t expected was that the hostage would follow up on her own.
ng Qianqian chased after him all the way.
As he sped up, ng Qianqian sped up; as he slowed down, ng Qianqian slowed down.
But ng Qianqian’s Qinggong was ultimately not as good as his.
Soon she lost track of him.
ng Qianqian did not worry and found a place by the road to sit down.
Within less than a quarter of an hour, the man sheepishly returned.
ng Qianqian was not surprised at all.
She twirled the hairpin she procured from the man.
The man looked angrily at ng Qianqian.
ng Qianqian said aggrievedly, "Who told you not to want ?"
The man was startled.
The more ng Qianqian thought about it, the more wronged she felt. Her throat swelled in pain, and even her voice carried a sob: "Do you know that I missed you? When I found out you were still alive... how relieved I was? I... in order to find you... I... I..."
Tears brimd her eyes, and she tried hard to hold them back, "Right, I’m not the Little Nine I used to be, you don’t recognize anymore..."
The man stared at her in a daze.
ng Qianqian burst into tears, "I am Little Nine... Father—"
Boom!
A Sword Qi that could shatter mountains and rivers surged towards them.
The man hurriedly grabbed ng Qianqian’s shoulder, leapt with her, and dodged ten steps away.
The ground where they had stood was sliced into a deep gorge by the terrifying Sword Qi, revealing jagged stones hidden beneath the gravel.
Crack.
Even the rocks were split.
And at that mont, the man’s face-covering cloth fell off.
It was a face that had nothing to do with Shang Jue.
Not Father...
ng Qianqian’s heart sank.
But, if it’s not Father, why seek mother’s hairpin?
Doubt flashed in ng Qianqian’s mind, and she decided to handle the imdiate crisis first.
She stared at Mo Yi, "Did the Princess Consort order you to kill ?"
Mo Yi did not answer.
ng Qianqian said, "It seems you acted on your own."
Mo Yi: "You deserve to die."
ng Qianqian mocked, "Why do I deserve to die? Just because I disturbed your mind? Are you afraid that if I’m not dead, soday you’ll betray the Princess Consort because of ?"
"Looking for death!"
Mo Yi slashed at the two with his blade.
The man protected ng Qianqian with his body, being knocked away by Mo Yi’s Sword Qi, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
ng Qianqian’s face changed, hurriedly shooting out silver needles.
But Mo Yi had anticipated it, using his strange movent technique to dodge.
"You are pregnant, no match for !"
His blade was sharp, the cold light reflecting off his eyebrows, making him full of bloodlust and killing intent.
ng Qianqian’s arms sank, she put on her silver thread gloves.
Mo Yi smirked coldly, "Just you? Even Chen Long and Lu Yuan are no match for !"
His aura truly beca much stronger...
During this ti, he must have practiced more than just the Evil Skill, he must have used other unorthodox thods to enhance his power.
"Die—"
Mo Yi’s Inner Strength was almost tangible, pressing the man to spit another mouthful of blood.
And ng Qianqian felt her body becoming heavy and sluggish.
Her arm couldn’t lift...
Not only that, the hand holding the silver needle... was trembling...
Mo Yi’s strength... probably everyone underestimated it...
A trace of blood oozed from ng Qianqian’s lips.
She couldn’t retreat.
If she retreated, she would die.
She couldn’t die, she hadn’t seen Father yet!
ng Qianqian shielded the man, took a deep breath, and fiercely hurled the silver needles between her fingers.
The Sword Qi slashed across, hitting her Heavenly Silkworm Silk Armor.
She flew out heavily.
However, the expected internal injuries and pain didn’t co.
A broad palm caught her, promptly injecting vast Inner Strength into her body, quickly expelling the Sword Qi before it could destroy her ridians and foundation.
The Sword Qi recoiled onto Mo Yi’s blade, accompanied by another surge of imnse power.
Now, it was Mo Yi’s turn to be blasted away.
ng Qianqian was held by soone and gently descended to the ground.
"Father!"
She turned back, looking hopefully at the person.
But when she saw that familiar face clearly, her voice stopped abruptly.
The person spoke coolly, "Who allowed you to randomly claim fathers?"
ng Qianqian blinked, rubbed her ears, "Husband."
"Hmph."
Lu Yuan snorted coldly, slowly letting go of her, placing her protectively behind him, staring intensely at Mo Yi, "I’ll deal with you later!"
ng Qianqian obediently took a step back.
Mo Yi clutched his chest, glared viciously at Lu Yuan, wanted to strike, but felt several strong auras approaching rapidly.
He sheathed his blade and left using Qinggong.
By the ti Chen Long and Si Snake arrived, he was long gone.
ng Qianqian approached the man, squatted down, and asked, "Who are you? Why do you seek this hairpin? Did soone send you?"
The other party said nothing, threw a handful of sand at ng Qianqian, and then escaped as well.
ng Qianqian raised her sleeve to block the sand, and sighed deeply, "The hard-earned clue is gone again."
This person is connected to Mother; most likely Father sent him.
Wonder if he would report my hasty words of identifying myself to Father.
If Father knew there was another Little Nine in the world, would he co looking for her?
"Are you alright?"
Chen Long asked worriedly.
ng Qianqian shook her head, "I’m fine. I saw Ayimulan; she’s not in Shanshan City, she wants to go to Liuli Island."
Chen Long said, "We already knew."
ng Qianqian asked, "You went to Shanshan City?"
"No, we split into two groups. The Yucheng siblings went to Shanshan City, we..."
Chen Long glanced at Lu Yuan here, "We decided to try our luck at Liuli Island."
It was Lu Yuan who insisted strongly on going to Liuli Island, saying the sister couldn’t have been taken to Shanshan City, and he even made a bet with Chen Long.
Lu Yuan extended his hand, "Five thousand taels, a bet is a bet, no credit."
Chen Long: "..."
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