"Su Rouying's daughter is really something.”Leng Chi Ru's red lips curled into a faint smile. She stood on the head of the stone dragon hovering on the roof of the Fudong Court with one foot. The full moon behind her had a blood-red hue because of her dark red dress. No one in the Fudong Court dared to say anything. Even the arrogant Madam Zhao Yizhu had a pale face and did not dare to say anything.
Leng Suwan placed her sword across her chest to protect her heart, looking up at Leng Yunru, who had a terrifying ability. Leng Youru flew down, waving her long whip fiercely, forcing Leng Suwan to step back. Leng Yunru was worthy of being called an outstanding person by Madam Ye. A long-range weapon like the whip was even more powerful than Leng Suwan's cold sword. Even Leng Suwan's qinggong, which she was proud of, was nothing but a joke in front of her.
"Little brat, you overestimate yourself." Leng Ru twisted the long whip and quickly wrapped it around her waist, intending to fight Leng Suwan barehanded! Leng Suwan dodged left and right, her body was light but she couldn't find any openings. The smile on Leng Ru's lips grew wider, and the killing intent around her grew stronger. The wind from her palm attacked Leng Suwan's acupoints like shadows. When Leng Su Wan twisted her body to block it with her sword, she suddenly leaped up and flew up to a locust tree in the courtyard. With the help of the tree, she struck Leng Su Wan's head with one palm!
"Enter my Yearning Gate and know that I'm suffering from yearning.”
An ethereal voice suddenly came from afar. The voice was hollow, as if it had lost its soul and was empty. Leng Ru stopped when she was only half an inch away from Leng Suwan's head. Leng Suwan had truly felt the killing intent when Leng Ru's palm swept away the hair on her forehead. Although she had escaped death, she was still breathing unevenly as she looked at Leng Ru who had fallen to the ground, her face full of vigilance.
However, the expression on Leng Ru's face was even more guarded than Leng Su Wan's. She stood with her hands behind her back, her skirt fluttering in the wind. Her pair of beautiful eyes suddenly turned cold as she stared around vigilantly. Zhao Yizhu collapsed into the arms of the servant girl behind her. Her eyes were fixed on the sky as if she was waiting for death to descend.
A gentle pipa tune gradually sounded in the suddenly silent sky above the Fudong Court. Leng Cangming, Pei Siyuan, Meng Yu, and the young masters and ladies of the Shadow Villa rushed over after hearing the news. They looked at the bloody Fudong Court with confused expressions.
"Love is hard to break until the heavens are old. The heart is like a pair of silk nets, with thousands of knots in it.”The ethereal voice sounded again along with the gentle pipa music. This time, it was indeed the song " A Thousand Years." Although it had a different artistic conception from the previous "Three Five Seven Characters", the lovesickness and sadness of spring were somewhat similar.
" Wanwan…" Meng Yu murmured softly when he saw the white-robed woman. Leng Suwan felt a pain in her heart and slightly suppressed the sudden irritation.
"Don't fight with flowers in the heart of spring.”
When the last note of the poem fell, two rows of blue-clothed maids carrying octagonal palace lanterns filed in. The maidservants were all around fourteen or fifteen years old, and their faces still had a little baby fat. Their eyes were filled with an innocent smile that was somewhat ignorant of the world. The sound of the pipa came closer and closer, gradually becoming more urgent. The song of the swift horse seemed to have tugged at the heartstrings of everyone present. They all silently watched the green-clothed girls who had suddenly barged in.
"Song of the East Wind Breaking the Formation"? Leng Suwan hid the surprise in her eyes and put her sword behind her back, waiting for the person playing the song to appear. She knew that it couldn't be Su Rouying. Su Rouying didn't know martial arts, so it was impossible for her to use her internal energy to transmit her voice over a thousand miles. Although this woman played well, she was not as desolate as Su Rouying. The killing pressure did not escape from her fingertips.
When the dozen or so young ladies in green entered the Neverwinter Court and stood in two rows, a light green figure slowly entered everyone's field of vision. Her ankle-long black hair was tied up lazily with a green ribbon, and her green clothes were like a fairy in the night. His face was calm and indifferent, but his eyes were as empty as black ink, without any color or light.
"Third Sister, is Mo Yuan back?”
The woman's ethereal voice covered the entire Neverwinter Court. No one could ignore this woman in front of them. Her natural ethereal aura was sacred and inviolable, but this was not the reason why people couldn't look away. The most important thing was that this woman's eyes and brows were 60 - 70% similar to Leng Su Wan's!
Pei Siyuan stared at the woman in green. If he didn't know that the Master of the Su family had never practiced martial arts, he would have thought that the woman was Leng Suwan's mother, Su Rouying...
However, compared to the younger generation's curiosity and surprise, Leng Cangming and Leng Ru's expressions were clearly much more tense. Leng Suwan looked at the woman who was only a few steps away from her and seemed to have guessed who she was. Leng Youru took the red whip from her waist and held it in her hand again. She looked at Leng Youru, who was dressed in green, warily. A slender finger plucked at Leng Yunhuan's chest, and a passionate tune drifted across the entire Fudong Court. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the pipa, and there was a hint of gentleness in her focus.
The silence didn't last long. Seeing that Leng Biru didn't answer, Leng Biru finally looked up at the others and asked in confusion,""Eh? Why wasn't Zhongyuan here? Third Sister?"
Every time she asked about the man called Zhong Yuan, she would ask Leng Ru, and Leng Ru's face would turn even paler when she mentioned Zhong Yuan. Leng Suwan noticed their expressions and glanced at Leng Cangming, who was clenching his fists tightly. The veins on the back of his hands were bulging, revealing his real emotions under the facade of calmness.
" I don't know…" Leng Youru replied in a rough voice. She looked impatient, but there were also some hidden taboos.
Leng Yunxue shook her head slightly and looked at Zhao Yizhu, who was already paralyzed.""Fifth sister-in-law, if Third Sister doesn't want to tell me where Zhong Yuan went, then tell me.”
"I…I…I don't know! I…I don't know!" Zhao Yizhu seemed to have her most vulnerable nerve pulled by someone, covering her ears and her eyes filled with fear and panic. Leng Feiyu and Leng Feiyi rushed to her side to protect her and comfort her softly, but they only made her stop screaming. Her body still couldn't stop trembling.
" Don't you know…But Rou Ying said that I'll find you when I go down the mountain…Zhong Yuan has been gone for three months, and he has never come back to see me for so long…" She muttered softly, as if she was talking to herself, but also as if she was telling someone about her longing. Although her tone was slow, the thick longing mixed in it was like an earth-shattering wave that drowned out all the killing.
"Enough! Zhongyuan did not return! How can you believe the words of that slut Su Rouying!”Leng Yuru's voice exploded in the courtyard with the sound of pipa. Leng Suwan's eyebrows twitched and her sword tightened. As soon as she finished her words, Leng Yunya raised her eyes, which had been looking down. Her eyes suddenly turned vicious, forcing Leng Yunru to take a step back.
"Rou Ying is not a slut! Zhongyuan had returned! Rou Ying said that Zhong Yuan had returned! It was you who hid him, right? Return Zhongyuan to me!" As she spoke, Leng Yunxue threw the pipa in her hand. A maid in green caught it. Leng Yunru curled her fingers into claws and lunged at Leng Yunru at a strange speed. The night breeze blew her black hair, adding to her terror.
Leng Ru didn't want to anger Leng Yaya, this lunatic, in her moment of anger. She didn't expect Leng Yaya's internal energy and martial arts skills to improve so much over the years. She couldn't avoid it in time and tried her best to protect her heart meridian, but she was still hurt badly by Leng Yaya's claw. Leng Ru felt a burning pain from her left shoulder to her left chest. She covered her wound and retreated a few steps. The long whip in her hand swung out fiercely, forcing Leng Yunxue to get closer to her again. It was only one move, but she was already somewhat unable to withstand it. It could be seen how lonely Leng Yunyun had been in the Misty Forest all these years. She had placed all her loneliness in her daily longing and hard training. She tortured herself while giving hope, living on as if she was struggling at death's door.
"Return Zhongyuan to me! He loves me! Why is she on your bed? B * tch! Give him back to me!" Immortal Leng Xie's face was no longer the same as before. His eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and his face was filled with malevolence. She fought with Leng Ru barehanded, who was holding a long whip. Leng Feiyi was Leng Ru's disciple, and seeing her master forced to defend, a strong desire surged into her mind. Leng Feiyi's delicate hand rubbed the purple whip on her waist. She was about to step forward when her sleeve was pulled. She turned around in confusion and saw that the person who stopped her was her mother, Zhao Yizhu.
"Yiyi, you can't go! She was a lunatic now! If you go, she will kill you!" Zhao Yizhu shook her head tearfully. Leng Feiyi's face was even more puzzled, and her eyes were filled with stubbornness."Mother! If I don't go, Master will be killed by that crazy woman! I'm the legitimate daughter of the manor! She won't dare to do anything to me!"
Finishing, he didn't wait for Zhao Yizhu to stop him and flew into the battlefield. Seeing her beloved disciple barging in, Leng Ru hurriedly snapped,""Yiyi, go back! Master doesn't need your help!"
Leng Feiyi had been a spoiled young miss since she was a child, and although Leng Ru had a sinister personality, she had never scolded her at all. Seeing Leng Youru's cold face, Leng Fei decided that Leng Youru wouldn't dare to do anything to her, so he straightened his neck and replied,""No! This crazy woman wanted to harm her master, Fei Yi naturally couldn't sit by and do nothing!”
"Alright! Another b * tch! A bunch of courting death. How about I fulfill your wish?”Leng Yuru sneered. With her Light-body Movement Skill, she instantly blocked Leng Feiyi's purple whip. Then, she used the momentum to turn her body in the air and skillfully avoided Leng Yuru's red whip. With Leng Feiyi's purple whip as the center, she landed in front of Leng Feiyi in the blink of an eye. Before Leng Feiyi could be shocked, his five fingers formed a claw and grabbed her throat. A gust of wind brushed past their ears. Leng Yunya leaped up with Leng Feiyi and tapped the tip of Leng Ruofeng's sword with one foot. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze. Meng Yu's red robe rolled up in the night. He had wanted to sneak an attack on Leng Xiaxia when she was unprepared, but she had dodged it. Leng Ruofeng followed closely behind and stabbed with his sword, but still, he didn't even touch Leng Xiaxia's hair…
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