Chapter 51

In front was Yue Laosan, who was using his crocodile-mouth shears and had the greatest strength; to the side was Yun Zhonghe, who was holding steel claws and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack; Ye Erniang lagged half a step behind, her steel shears ready to make up for the flaws of the other two at any time.

Even with Gu Hanyuan's eyes, he felt that the three's cooperation was very exquisite; even if they encountered a master at the Early Grandmaster Stage, they could entangle them for a period of time.

It was a pity that they had encountered Gu Hanyuan, even though he had suppressed his cultivation realm to the Early Innate Stage.

The moment he drew his sword, it was as if the heavens and earth lost their color, and only a streak of purple light remained in the world.

When the three retreated, Ye Erniang's steel shears didn't know where they had flown to.

There was a huge gap on Yue Laosan's crocodile shears, almost severing one side of the crocodile mouth.

The most miserable was Yun Zhonghe; his steel claws were snapped in two, and the index and middle fingers holding the claws fell to the ground, with fresh blood dripping from the severed fingers.

The three never expected that although they had worried about kicking an iron plate, this iron plate was actually so hard that it smashed them until their heads were broken and blood flowed.

Even Gu Hanyuan himself was amazed at the sharpness of the Magic Sword and the strength of the "Holy Spirit Sword Art."

He had only used "Sword One" and the result was already out.

"Sword One" was actually just a horizontal slash, nothing special, but it was fast—extremely fast.

"Sword One" with Early Innate Stage internal energy was already something the three couldn't react to at all.

Of the three, the most terrified was Yun Zhonghe.

Not only because of the fear of his severed fingers, but he had previously teased Zhong Ling with his words, and at this moment, he was being stared at by Gu Hanyuan's cold, indifferent eyes.

He felt a chill throughout his entire body.

Ye Erniang and Yue Laosan were no better off; although the internal energy they felt during the exchange wasn't strong, both the purple sword and the power of the sword technique were too horrifying; they felt that even their boss, Duan Yanqing, would not be an opponent.

"Go."

Ye Erniang was the first to make a decision; after shouting, she used her lightness skill to flee.

Yue Laosan followed closely behind.

Yun Zhonghe also took advantage of the moment Gu Hanyuan's attention was distracted to reach Mu Wanqing's side, grabbed her, and threw her toward Gu Hanyuan.

Even with his lightness skill, he worried that if he hadn't done so, he would have died directly at Gu Hanyuan's hands.

Yun Zhonghe's lightness skill was indeed high; in the blink of an eye, only his back remained.

However, before Yun Zhonghe fled, Gu Hanyuan had already thrown a Divine Sense tracking mark that cost 500 Villain Points onto him, in order to control his movements.

Although he wanted to use Yun Zhonghe as a tool, he had to take precautions.

Especially after spending so much effort to find Zhong Ling, he decided to throw a Divine Sense tracking mark on everyone he cared about, so as not to lose them.

Both Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing had already been marked.

Mu Wanqing was still shocked by Gu Hanyuan's high martial arts when she was thrown into the air by Yun Zhonghe.

Before she could even scream, she fell into a warm embrace.

After Mu Wanqing, whose soul had just been startled, calmed down, she discovered that a certain softness on her body had been gripped.

Her subconscious reaction was to slap him.

Gu Hanyuan didn't indulge her and gripped the wrist she used to slap him.

Seeing that Zhong Ling had already run over, he didn't linger and directly released Mu Wanqing.

Hmm, the feel was not bad.

She looked at Gu Hanyuan indignantly.

She had originally been very grateful to him for saving her, but she didn't expect to be taken advantage of.

If her sleeve arrows hadn't been used up, she would have shot him.

Especially since she considered herself Duan Yu's wife, she didn't expect to be touched by another man first, and for a time, she was filled with grief and indignation.

Zhong Ling looked at Mu Wanqing, who had suddenly become depressed, without understanding why.

The fact that Mu Wanqing wanted to slap Gu Hanyuan just now didn't make her think too much.

She also knew that Mu Wanqing hated men the most, and after being held by Gu Hanyuan, just slapping him was already considered a good temper.

As for other places, she hadn't seen anything at all.

"Sister Mu, are you okay? Brother Wutian was also trying to save you, so don't be angry."

Zhong Ling held Mu Wanqing's arm and acted like a spoiled child as usual, not wanting her favorite sister and her beloved to have a conflict because of such a thing.

Mu Wanqing glared at Gu Hanyuan with some resentment; although she said it was to save her just now, that last touch always gave one a feeling of ill intent.

After struggling for a long time, she still didn't say the truth; she was determined to be Duan Yu's wife, so she couldn't let her reputation have any problems.

Moreover, looking at the two of them, she knew that Gu Hanyuan was clearly Zhong Ling's beloved, and she didn't want to destroy their relationship, so she could only treat it as an accident.

Gu Hanyuan, on the contrary, looked at the calmed-down Mu Wanqing with some surprise.

It seems Duan Yu's status in her heart is even higher than imagined; she can endure even this?

A familiar smile curled at the corners of his mouth under the mask.

It seems it's getting interesting.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing was no longer angry, Zhong Ling introduced them to each other.

"Sister Mu is named Mu Wanqing, and she is the closest to me. Sister Mu, this is my Brother Wutian."

Mu Wanqing was secretly annoyed that Zhong Ling had told Gu Hanyuan her name, clearly still having some lingering anger.

"Mu Qinghua, 'Wan Xi Qing Yang.' Truly, the person is like the name."

Gu Hanyuan praised.

Mu Wanqing just hummed; she wasn't interested in Gu Hanyuan's praise—he wasn't her Duan Lang.

Zhong Ling was a bit jealous that Gu Hanyuan praised Mu Wanqing, so she pouted her little mouth and changed the subject.

"Sister Mu, on the way here, we encountered Black Rose; it was injured very heavily. Brother Wutian treated it a bit, and it will be able to get better after a while."

Mu Wanqing had been very heartbroken that Black Rose had fallen off the cliff because of saving her and Duan Yu, and she had thought it had been dead for a long time; she didn't expect it to have been saved.

"Thank you."

This word of thanks was sincere, and it was also the first time she had spoken to Gu Hanyuan.

It was indeed crisp and pleasant to the ear.

However, speaking of this, Mu Wanqing suddenly remembered that Duan Yu hadn't chased after them and worried about his safety.

"Zhong Ling, did you see Duan Yu on the way here? We originally wanted to save you, but the people from the Shennong Gang disappeared, and instead, we were hunted down by people from the Wuliangjian Sect."

Zhong Ling quietly exchanged a glance with Gu Hanyuan.

Although she didn't know why, she knew that Gu Hanyuan's original purpose was to find Duan Yu.

And when Mu Wanqing spoke of Duan Yu, her expression was exactly the same as when she was with Gu Hanyuan, clearly deeply in love.

Based on her understanding of Gu Hanyuan, she was very worried that if he ended up hurting Duan Yu, Mu Wanqing would fight him to the death.

After struggling for a long time, she didn't know how she suddenly remembered that Gu Hanyuan had once said Mu Wanqing was quite pretty.

A small seed was thus buried.