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"Senior Brother—Senior Brother~—Brother~—xiong~—ong—~"

Yue Lingshan stretched out her right hand.

Linghu Chong, who was lying on the ground opposite him, also raised his hand, as if he was just a little bit away from grabbing that hand, but he was powerless and could only watch helplessly as the other person got further and further away.

Both of them had tears in their eyes.

"What a heartbreaking scene, young master. You seem like the villain who broke people up." Xiao Zhao chuckled and moved closer to Tan Wenjie.

Tan Wenjie raised his hand and pinched her cheek.

"Ouch!" Xiao Zhao cried out in pain, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Young master, there are still people watching."

Linghu Chong, lying on the ground: "..."

The atmosphere is completely ruined; the PDA is a bit too much.

The process was actually quite simple. Linghu Chong drew his sword to resist a powerful enemy, and then the world spun around him, leaving him lying on the ground unable to move, just like he is now.

My body was not injured, my internal energy flowed normally, and I could feel it in my hands and feet, yet it felt as if I was carrying an invisible mountain.

"Don't hurt my senior brother." Yue Lingshan took off her hairpin and shook her hair.

Her long hair flowed freely over her shoulders.

Smooth and silky.

It looked as if someone was lighting it from the side.

She bit her lip lightly: "I'm yours!"

"Hehehe." Tan Wenjie grinned.

Xiao Zhao: "..."

I felt there was something off about the young master's laughter; a proper person could never produce it.

"Let's go."

With two horses, Tan Wenjie rode one horse and pulled Yue Lingshan to his side. Xiao Zhao, who was standing nearby, was a little envious, but she still obediently mounted the other horse.

As long as she remains the maidservant serving the young master, no one can be closer to her than herself.

Yue Lingshan was forced to sit in front of Tan Wenjie and lean against him.

Feeling the large hands encircling her slender waist, she nervously stammered, "What...what are you doing?"

Tan Wenjie replied with only one word: "Giddy up!"

He cracked his whip, and the horse, in pain, sped up.

Linghu Chong was left lying on the spot, watching the horse go further and further away until it disappeared completely from sight.

Once the sound completely disappeared, Linghu Chong found that the invisible force pressing down on him had vanished instantly. He lightly patted the ground, leaped through the air, somersaulted, and landed gracefully.

He instinctively sprinted in the direction of the horse's hooves for quite a while before stopping, panting heavily.

"Junior sister! Once I find Master and the others, I will definitely come to save you."

He knew very well that he couldn't defeat Tan Wenjie on his own, but with his master Yue Buqun's help, they might be able to.

"Phew, I was scared to death."

A sound suddenly came from behind a tree nearby.

Linghu Chong was startled: "Who!"

“An old beggar.” A dirty, smelly old man emerged from behind the tree, patting his chest. “I haven’t seen such a formidable character in a long time. I was almost scared to death by his gaze.”

The old beggar glanced at Linghu Chong.

"I advise you not to cause trouble for that person, or you'll die a horrible death."

"What do you mean, senior?" Linghu Chong asked anxiously. "My junior sister is in his hands, and she might be in danger."

"It's better for her to be in danger than for all of you to die." The old beggar shook his head. "One should be content. Once a rabbit escapes from the tiger's mouth, it should not be mentioned again."

"Old Senior?"

"It's too dangerous here. I'd better find another place to be a beggar." The old beggar turned and left.

His lightness skill was extremely high; he completely disappeared from Linghu Chong's sight in just a few breaths. Moreover, his movements were agile and elusive, and even when Linghu Chong looked down and searched carefully, he could not find a trace of him.

Linghu Chong stamped his foot: "Sigh!"

"Hmm?" His gaze suddenly sharpened. "This is a hairpin left behind by Junior Sister. It's a mark!"

If you keep going in this direction, there's still a chance you can catch up.

It just so happened that the direction he was heading was the same as the direction he was going to find his fellow disciples, so it was on the way.

On the other side, the horse's hooves lightly swayed.

Yue Lingshan rode on horseback, seemingly obedient and not struggling, but in reality she had already slowly dropped her hairpins, jade beads and other items she wore, leaving a mark for her senior brother Linghu Chong, giving him a chance to save her.

To her surprise, the scenery before her changed, and a thick fog rose up, reducing visibility to no more than ten feet in a radius.

The horse beneath him seemed to still be able to see the road clearly, and galloped away on all fours.

In a daze, Yue Lingshan even mistakenly thought she was flying through the clouds and traveling.

When the horse stopped, she realized that she had arrived at a dock.

"Is there a dock near the dyeing workshop?" Yue Lingshan wondered.

Suddenly, they heard a sound ahead.

"May I ask who you are?"

The clouds parted, and a small boat broke through the water and came to rest on the shore.

The speaker was an ugly man who was holding a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument), and there was another person beside him holding a xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute).

Their faces were serious.

"My name is Liu Zhengfeng."

Qu Yang.

The two bowed and clasped their hands in greeting to Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan: "?"

What's wrong with these two? They don't look like senior experts at all.

In fact, Liu and Qu were discussing the important matter of Liu Zhengfeng "washing his hands of the business" when they suddenly noticed a cloud of immortals descending from the horizon.

When we reached the dock, we heard the sound of horses' hooves.

When the smoke cleared, the faces of Yue Lingshan and the others appeared inside.

If they aren't gods, then who are?

Tan Wenjie's voice came through: "I heard that you two composed a piece called 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer'?"

"Yes." The two nodded in agreement.

"Play this for me. If you like it, I can save your lives and let you retire from the martial world in peace."

Not for anything else, but for "Yan Chixia" and "Uncle Jiu".

The two were overjoyed: "Thank you, Immortal Master!"

They loved music, and now they had the chance to exchange a good song for their lives. It was like Zhang Fei eating bean sprouts—a piece of cake. They had no reason to refuse.

Playing the zither and flute, the small boat bobs up and down with the waves.

A hearty laugh echoes across the vast ocean, the melody brimming with boundless freedom and heroic spirit.

As Yue Lingshan listened, she felt something welling up from her chest to her throat, but because she was new to the martial arts world and knew too little, she couldn't describe the feeling.

Suddenly, she thought of her current predicament: she had been sexually assaulted and her future was bleak.

The song ends.

When Liu and Qu looked up again, they found that the clouds had enveloped the three of them and they were galloping towards the water. They could only hear the sound of horses' hooves as they went further and further away.

A golden light flew from the water and hovered in front of the two.

It was a yellow talisman with the words "No taboos" written on it.

"A deity?" Liu Zhengfeng turned to look at his old friend.

Qu Yang withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly: "That's right."

Are there any legends about gods or immortals in this world?

"too much."

"Yes, too many."

After some time, Liu Zhengfeng retired from his life of crime as usual. It is said that many people did not want to see him truly retire that day, but they all encountered obstacles to varying degrees on their way there.

Regardless of whether they were internal traitors or external enemies, those who harbored such thoughts could not escape their doom and were plagued by bad luck.

For Liu Zhengfeng, it was a peaceful day.

But after he retired from the criminal world, the yellow talisman spontaneously combusted and disappeared with the wind.

"Why is it foggy again?"

Yue Lingshan looked around in surprise. They had just parted ways with Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang when the thick fog enveloped them once again. When they stopped and waited for the fog to dissipate, they found themselves in a forest.

Just as she was wondering, she saw Tan Wenjie dismount.

Tan Wenjie said, "There's a small tavern up ahead. We've been traveling for a while now, let's grab something to eat."

Xiao Zhao had no problem with it, but Yue Lingshan was puzzled.

They've only been riding for a short while, at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. For people in the martial arts world, having an iron crotch is the bare minimum.

However, now that she was at the mercy of others, Yue Lingshan knew how to cooperate and obediently followed Tan Wenjie's side.

A caravan was already resting at the tavern. They glanced at Tan Wenjie, who was wearing an iron mask, and then at Xiao Zhao and Yue Lingshan beside him.

She has a graceful figure.

Although Xiao Zhao's face was covered, one could tell from her eyes and brows that she was a top beauty. As for Yue Lingshan, there was no need to mention her. Especially now that she was forced to follow Tan Wenjie, her face was all scrunched up, and her pitiful appearance stirred up a lot of emotions in people's hearts, making them wish they could draw their swords to help her.

On the second floor of the tavern, people were already resting.

A woman came upstairs and said in a low voice, "Holy Maiden, a masked man came downstairs with two little girls. Are they trying to steal our money?"

The woman known as the Holy Maiden pondered for a moment and said, "Blue Phoenix, wait a moment and use poison to take them down, make sure it's done carefully."

"I understand, Holy Maiden, don't worry about it."

Blue Phoenix swayed her hips and left.

She thought to herself: If he's a handsome man, and I fall for him, I must not let him go.

Downstairs, Tan Wenjie had just sat down when a beautiful woman dressed in Miao ethnic clothing walked over.

The other party exchanged a few words with the group from the escort agency, then carried a pot of wine toward the three.

"It's fate that we met, gentlemen." She placed the wine pot on the table. "I'll treat you to some drinks."

The wine was fragrant and mellow, and Yue Lingshan, who had been fleeing in fear, swallowed hard. However, she had heard her father and fellow disciples tell her before she left the mountain that she should never eat anything given to her by strangers, as it might be poisonous.

Even when eating normally, you should be careful that your food isn't tampered with.

Yue Lingshan glanced at them several times, but still didn't dare to speak. She asked, "You are Miao people, why have you come to Fuzhou?"

She noticed that the other person spoke a Southwestern Mandarin dialect and dressed like a Miao person, and wondered why they had traveled so far.

"Fuzhou? Hahaha, this is Yunnan Prefecture."

"Huh?" Yue Lingshan exclaimed in surprise, "How is that possible? We were still in Fuzhou just an incense stick's time ago."

She suddenly recalled the image of herself being enveloped in thick fog on horseback, and then turned to look at Tan Wenjie.

A figure ran past following the gaze, leaving behind a fragrant breeze.

"Young master, you've walked so far, are you tired? I have some fine wine here. Oh, you're even wearing a mask while drinking? Here, let me take it off for you." Lan Fenghuang reached out and grabbed Tan Wenjie's mask.

When Tan Wenjie raised his hand to block her, she cried out "Ouch!" as if she was subconsciously trying to avoid him, but her hand reached for his chest.

"That's really sturdy!" Blue Phoenix's eyes lit up.

Xiao Zhao's eyes flashed coldly. How dare he take advantage of her young master! She hadn't even had a chance to taste it yet.

Yue Lingshan was full of questions. Had she missed a part of the story? How did the two of them suddenly start pulling and tugging at each other?

Lan Fenghuang was pleasantly surprised. Even if there was an ugly face under the mask, it would still work at night when the lights were off.

All I need is to wear a mask.

"Please don't be offended, young master." Lan Fenghuang raised her wine cup. "I'll apologize to you."

Tan Wenjie put his arm around Lan Fenghuang and said, "I would be honored to accept your offer."

He opened his mouth, waiting for Lan Fenghuang to put the wine in his mouth.

Seeing him swallow, Lan Fenghuang thought to herself, "It's done."

"You!" Yue Lingshan exclaimed in surprise.

This person seems to have high martial arts skills, but no experience in the martial arts world at all. There's obviously something wrong with that wine.

"Ah." Tan Wenjie shook his head twice. "My head is spinning."

Then he got up, staggered a couple of steps, and collapsed headfirst into Yue Lingshan's arms.

Xiao Zhao, who was standing nearby, was already used to it. She quickly got up and moved away from Lan Fenghuang, otherwise standing there like a statue would be too unprofessional.

Seeing that no one else was looking at her, Xiao Zhao subconsciously looked at Tan Wenjie, only to see him secretly making hand gestures behind her back.

It's all a mess, this and that, I can't understand it.

However, judging from the way Tan Wenjie's head was pressed against Yue Lingshan's chest, with a lewd smile on his lips, he was definitely trying to pick up girls again.

Therefore, Xiao Zhao made the decisive decision to retreat.

Yue Lingshan, who instinctively hugged Tan Wenjie, then realized that she was surrounded by a group of people.

"Hey, that female one of yours ran away." Yue Lingshan bared her teeth, her cheek having been smashed into a world-class wave; it hurt a lot.

"Stop shouting." Blue Phoenix chuckled. "I've laced the wine with my special sleeping potion. Even a tiger would collapse after drinking it. Move aside and let me see what he looks like under that mask."

Just then, due to the struggle, the mask fell off, revealing Tan Wenjie's face.

Yue Lingshan: (ω)
No, why would someone so handsome cover his face? Besides, he doesn't need to abduct her. He's skilled in martial arts and handsome; if he just went to Mount Hua to propose, his father would probably agree immediately.

Her values ​​followed her appearance, and suddenly she didn't hate Tan Wenjie as much anymore.

"He really is a good man." Lan Fenghuang's lips were glistening with drool. "Give him to me."

“He captured me,” Yue Lingshan said. “You can take me with you if you want, but you have to let me go first.”

Even so, Yue Lingshan looked at Tan Wenjie, who had collapsed unconscious in her arms, and thought to herself that if she left, he would surely not escape disaster.

That Miao woman on the other side is extremely lecherous; she'll probably drain him dry.

She didn't let go, ready to break through the encirclement at any moment while holding Tan Wenjie.

"You want to steal the man I've set my sights on?" Lan Fenghuang whistled, and everyone in the escort agency stood up in unison.

The two were surrounded.

"Uh." Tan Wenjie barely opened his eyes. "Let's go."

"Of course I'll leave," Yue Lingshan scoffed. "Not only will I escape, but I'll also leave you here to be defiled by that lecherous woman!"

Why didn't you say so sooner?

Tan Wenjie immediately grabbed Yue Lingshan and threw her into a tree, lest she dawdle and get caught in the end, thus delaying his enjoyment of happiness.

Lan Fenghuang and the others who had gathered around were startled.

"That dose of medicine wouldn't even wake a tiger." Blue Phoenix felt a chill run down her spine, worried that she had run into a tough opponent.

Tan Wenjie cried out "Ouch!" and fell to the ground, saying, "You...you come on."

"It seems the medicine didn't dissolve properly, so its effects are taking longer than expected." Lan Fenghuang breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this and even made up an excuse for herself.

A group of people stepped forward and tied him up, finally capturing him.

"Take him to my room." Lan Fenghuang patted Tan Wenjie again.

"Blue Phoenix!" a voice called out.

“Holy Maiden.” Blue Phoenix pouted.

Every time she tried to take advantage of the situation, the Holy Maiden would stop her.

She turned to look at Tan Wenjie, who was struggling to stay upright, and then at the Holy Maiden.

If I could drag the Holy Maiden into this mess and awaken her romantic feelings, wouldn't I be able to have as many handsome men as I wanted in the future?

You can't win over a holy maiden if you're unwilling to part with a handsome man.

“Holy Maiden!” Blue Phoenix immediately said, “There’s something wrong with this person.”

"Bring the person up here," came the Holy Maiden's voice.

Blue Phoenix: "Yes."

She walked over to Tan Wenjie and lifted him up with one hand.

He lowered his voice and whispered, "Boy, we are from the Sun Moon Cult. If you fall into my hands, you will surely die. However, I can show you a way to survive."

Tan Wenjie: "Uh..."

It's normal that he was drugged and too weak to speak, and it's also normal that he leaned on Lan Fenghuang. However, Lan Fenghuang took the opportunity to grope him, which made him suddenly unsure who was taking advantage of whom.

The more I try to take advantage of it, the more I feel like I'm losing out.

Then Lan Fenghuang said, "If you capture the Holy Maiden, you can live."

Tan Wenjie: "?"

Now that we've covered the benefits, what are the costs?

To survive and win over Ren Yingying—so many perks offered, yet with no real cost—it's like a scam. (End of Chapter)