At this mont, the Murong Brother couldn't help but touch his abdon.
He had just quickly dug out the flesh around his wound, but still felt the poison spreading.
For soone of his skill level to be troubled by poison, it can only be said that this poison is truly potent.
"You're forcing !"
The Murong Brother flicked his Blood Shadow Mad Blade, assuming an aggressive stance.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue's eyes went wide.
Was sothing big about to happen?
At this mont, the Murong Brother, in front of Leopard-print Aunt Xue, unleashed yet another powerful move, shouting: "Quick! Go fetch Old Duan, Young Hero Duan, help !"
"Huh?"
Leopard-print Aunt Xue was startled.
And then, the "people" in the forest seed to understand the Murong Brother's words, intending to surround Leopard-print Aunt Xue.
"Hurry up!"
"Endless Hatred!"
The Murong Brother slashed out with his sword, a swirl of Sword Qi rolling, slicing these people in half, cutting off their path.
But the next mont, the halved figures began to stand up again, piece by piece.
Just as the Murong Brother had anticipated, as long as they were connected by those bloodgut things, they wouldn't die.
At this mont, a bearded man dressed as a dart player suddenly thrust his half-body forward, shouting: "Alan, I must go to you! Otherwise, I am in such pain!"
Another round-faced man gave a sideways glance, even with just one arm and a leg left, he quickly embraced a nearby dart player and they began gnawing on each other.
The Murong Brother imdiately understood.
They were becoming irrational!
These semi-human, semi-ghost creatures were still affected by his Sword Intent.
"Then let this chaos escalate!"
"Endless, endless, endless, endless, endless, endless... Hatred!"
Among the hurried retreat, Leopard-print Aunt Xue couldn't help but glance back at the dense shouting of the Murong Brother.
Upon seeing it, she was startled.
The dense fog in the forest seed alive, surging towards the Murong Brother, poised to engulf him.
While the Murong Brother raised his blade skyward, clearly the Blood Shadow Mad Blade bright red, it now suddenly emitted a rush of green aura.
In an instant, she felt that the already verdant trees of Linyin Mountain had beco even greener.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue went down on all fours, truly becoming like a snow leopard, dashing swiftly through the forest.
She dared not look back.
"Phew!" With a gasp, Leopard-print Aunt Xue's eyes brightened up, realizing she had escaped that eerie and mysterious forest.
She glanced back, still feeling unsettled.
This should be one of the most bizarre and abnormal things she has encountered in her lifeti.
Yes, one of.
After all, there were plenty of strange occurrences on the Snow Mountain, such as the Snow Grandma who supposedly eats and deceives children, but those she had only witnessed as an observer and had not personally experienced.
Yet today, she was in the midst of this supernatural event. If it weren't for a master like the Murong Brother being there, she might have been caught.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue recovered, panting heavily: "Yes, go find Duan Yun, find Duan Yun!"
At this mont, a hint of hesitation arose in her heart.
In the end, regardless of whether it was the Murong Brother or Duan Yun, they were both her enemies.
If not for these self-proclaid martial heroes, she would still be the leader of a gang in Wangchun City, collecting Silver, enjoying hot pot daily, and singing songs, with a Mo Sect Elder as her backup, living a carefree life.
And all of this was disrupted by these people.
She not only lost her lover, but also beca a captive and a mount. Why should she help him at this mont?
If the Murong Brother died in there, wouldn't it be a good thing for her?
But after a mont, Leopard-print Aunt Xue couldn't help but grit her teeth, cursing: "I really owe you one!"
Saying this, she sprinted towards Wangchun City.
Yes, she recalled the previous experience of discussing her fate in the cellar.
If it weren't for the Murong Brother's insistence, she might have been killed directly by Old Demon Duan and the female demons.
To so extent, the Murong Brother had saved her life.
Coupled with how he was truly helping her fend off those "people," Leopard-print Aunt Xue ultimately decided to notify them.
She was a Snow Leopard from the Holy Snow Mountain, clear on matters of gratitude and resentnt!
...
When Leopard-print Aunt Xue burst into Yuzhu Manor, Duan Yun was having lamb soup with Feng Ling'er and Ziyu.
Half of the lamb was boiled in the pot while the other half was roasted on the side. This two-way lamb cooking in the cold winter was a rare treat.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue burst in on all fours, moving at such speed that at first glance, she did seem like a wild leopard, causing Duan Yun and the others to think a leopard was coming to steal their lamb soup, causing them to protect the pot of lamb head soup and roasted lamb skewers behind them.
The next mont, Leopard-print Aunt Xue collapsed onto the ground, nearly foaming at the mouth, saying: "Quick! The Murong Brother is in trouble!"
Leopard-print Aunt Xue had exhausted all her strength to rush back; she felt she had never moved so fast in her life.
She was so fast because of a personal enemy, the life and death of a devoted admirer, seeming both absurd and ironic.
Duan Yun instantly grasped the seriousness of the situation.
He knew of the Murong Brother's abilities, and if anything had happened to him, it wouldn't be a trivial matter.
He stood up and asked, "Where?"
Leopard-print Aunt Xue, trembling all over from exhaustion, said: "It's by Linyin Mountain, but I can't run anymore."
Duan Yun lifted her up and said: "Just point the way."
Saying this, he clasped her tightly, left foot stepping onto the right, flying off swiftly.
Feng Ling'er, seeing this, lifted her sword and chased after him.
...
Duan Yun's speed was incredible. Leopard-print Aunt Xue thought she ran back fast enough, but compared to Duan Yun, it was insufficient.
As a movent technique expert, she couldn't understand how stepping on one foot could make soone move so swiftly, only able to sigh at the vast skill difference.
Her forr lover, Li Mofei, had died at the hands of such a man, and it wasn't wrongful.
The speed was so fast that Leopard-print Aunt Xue, responsible for guiding, couldn't make out the road ahead.
She only felt everything speeding past her, a blur.
It was clear that Duan Yun was eager, even giving her a sense of urgency akin to chasing after a husband for fear of missing him.
"Slow, slow a bit, I can't discern the direction."
Leopard-print Aunt Xue said.
She had initially dashed out in extre haste, relying purely on her snow leopard instincts.
Now, finding her way back required more ti.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue said: "I need to retrace the path."
Saying this, she went down on all fours, sniffing like a dog, diving back into the forest.
Duan Yun, seeing this, asked, "Can you go any faster?"
On the way, he had briefly heard Leopard-print Aunt Xue's recount of the events and knew the situation was complicated.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue complained: "I've overexerted myself."
"Then I shall assist you!"
With that, Duan Yun extended his finger, shooting a bolt of electricity at Leopard-print Aunt Xue.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue tightened her legs, trying to hold back the urge to pee, revitalized as if newly energized.
Yes, Duan Yun was stimulating her potential.
This technique had been used on Little Yin before.
But in comparison to Little Yin, due to sudden circumstances, his approach was more forceful.
Leopard-print Aunt Xue hurriedly searched for the path while feeling the intense stimulation in her body, feeling like an invisible whip was urging her to speed up.
In this mont, she suddenly felt the usually unimpressive Murong Brother was quite gentle.
Ah, people really are discerned through comparison.
Under Duan Yun's electric finger, Leopard-print Aunt Xue's hair stood on end, quickly getting into gear.
As she dashed through the indistinguishable forest, the hints quickly beca evident.
Two n dressed as dart players, clinging to each other, rolling in the fallen leaves.
If they weren't missing limbs and clearly dead, Duan Yun might've thought they were two n getting intimate in a small patch of woods.
"This is the place," Leopard-print Aunt Xue said.
There were so foul-slling fluids on the ground, a bluish color, unlike human blood, along with so incomplete corpses, but no sign of the Murong Brother.
However, he could sense the Murong Brother's Sword Intent.
A fierce battle had taken place here, to the point that the Murong Brother's Sword Intent still lingered, causing the surrounding vegetation to appear vividly green, as if freshly washed.
Duan Yun followed this Sword Intent and abruptly ca to a halt.
He saw a cloud at the base of a hillside.
A cloud resting on the ground.
That cloud stood there, as if waiting for him...
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