Chapter 340

Therefore, she only had one choice left.

That is, to kill Lord Lord Yan Chun!

Perhaps after Lord Lord Yan Chun died, her fate would not be much better, but at least, in the face of this miserable fate, she had resisted.

Furthermore, this was actually her revenge against Yan Dan.

Feixue Pavilion was Yan Dan's property. Lord Lord Yan Chun dying at the hands of someone from Feixue Pavilion—no matter what, Yan Dan could not shirk the blame.

Women are very vengeful, especially beautiful women.

Since Yan Dan was prepared to treat her as a plaything and send her to Lord Lord Yan Chun, he would have to pay the price.

Time passed slowly.

Lord Lord Yan Chun spent a long time bathing and changing clothes, which could be considered as giving Xuenü some time to continue preparing herself mentally.

Until the sound of the door opening rang out.

Lord Lord Yan Chun, wearing fine robes, stepped into the room. Seeing Xuenü sitting upright in the room, Lord Lord Yan Chun's eyes lit up, and his covetousness appeared again. He said in a soft voice: "Miss Xuenü, please. After this dance, I will immediately summon famous doctors to treat you!"

A strange look flashed in Xuenü's eyes, and she lowered her head: "Yes!"

Lord Lord Yan Chun came behind the desk and sat down. On the desk, wine, melons, and fruits had already been placed. Although there were no young ladies to serve him, this environment of being alone together was undoubtedly more to his liking.

Xuenü, feeling Lord Lord Yan Chun's burning gaze, walked with graceful steps to the empty space in front of him, and then began to dance...

The dance was beautiful, the person even more so!

Lord Lord Yan Chun watched Xuenü's dance. He didn't know what difficulty Xuenü's dance had or what techniques it contained, but after seeing Xuenü herself, he knew that he had her in his grasp.

Just as Lord Lord Yan Chun was enjoying the dance in the manor.

A figure quietly arrived around his manor. Through observing the manor guards, after spending a long time, Gao Jianli finally found an opportunity. Taking advantage of the guards changing shifts, he flashed his figure, used light-body techniques, climbed over the high outer wall of Lord Lord Yan Chun's manor, and successfully sneaked into the manor.

He carefully explored the manor for a long time, finally determining Xuenü's location.

Only then did Gao Jianli hold his sword and head in that direction.

In a room not far away, the lights were extremely bright. Gao Jianli knew that Xuenü was inside. Thinking of Lord Lord Yan Chun's fierce reputation, he couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

He was just about to head in that direction.

A cold voice rang in his ear: "You come holding a sword, what do you want to do?"

Gao Jianli felt a chill in his heart. Without a word, he drew his long sword and struck at the speaker.

He knew that since he had sneaked into Lord Lord Yan Chun's manor, it was basically impossible to rescue Xuenü without alerting anyone. He had long been prepared to fight.

The sword edge was cold, and the killing intent was fully revealed.

Gao Jianli's sword was fast, but unfortunately, although he was proficient in martial arts, he rarely fought people. In terms of combat experience alone, he was not as good as the person in front of him. The moment his sword edge thrust out, it was blocked by the other person's short blade.

Then, the other person's second short blade came toward Gao Jianli.

In Lord Lord Yan Chun's manor, there was only one person who used two short blades as weapons.

That was "Jueying". He was the number one expert under Lord Lord Yan Chun and was loyal to him. Anyone who offended Lord Lord Yan Chun, as long as Lord Lord Yan Chun wanted that person to die, Jueying would kill them without hesitation.

This time, Lord Lord Yan Chun was busy with important matters in the room, and the one guarding outside was Jueying.

Seeing his attack blocked, Gao Jianli immediately felt anxious. He withdrew his sword, preparing to block the other short blade Jueying was slashing with. A cold smile curled at the corner of Jueying's mouth.

Slash!

A hideous and deep wound appeared on Gao Jianli's body, staining his white clothes red.

Gao Jianli felt the pain.

Jueying's voice rang out: "With this kind of strength, you want to come and save people?"

Gao Jianli felt angry in his heart. With this kind of strength, why couldn't he save people!

He swung his sword, dancing the blade with all his might. However, Jueying, in just a few moves, left many more wounds on his body. Blood stained Gao Jianli's white clothes red, his physical strength gradually exhausted, and looking at the brightly lit room not far away, he found it difficult to move forward.

Just as Jueying was about to deliver a fatal blow to Gao Jianli.

An invisible force blocked the twin blades in Jueying's hands, then shook them away. As Jueying's arm went numb, a voice fell into his ears: "Luo Wang's Jueying, your superior has a mission to give you!"