After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

The girl in yellow rushed over in shock, clinging to the window and peering out, watching helplessly as Xiao Yu plummeted straight down like a brick crashing to the ground.

crucial moment……

huh~

A bright sword light rushed from the room behind her, grazed her head, and flew to her feet like a falling snowflake.

Immediately, Xiao Yu lightly touched the ground with his toes, and like a flying swan, he rushed forward. Bang! With a loud crash, the window shattered and landed directly in a room of the inn across the street.

Damn it, he ran so fast, I didn't even get a good look at his face.

The girl in yellow clenched her fists, determined not to give up, and immediately prepared to jump out of the window to continue the chase.

"Alright, Yunqi, stop chasing him. Let him go."

Suddenly, a voice came, causing her to stop moving.

"Master, but..."

The girl in yellow turned her head, stopping her words abruptly. She noticed that Long Wanyan had stood up at some point, her expression serious, her slender hand clutching a ball of moon-white light, cool and aloof, like a miniature version of the bright moon.

Feeling the coolness in her palm, Long Wanyan did not look at her disciple, but instead looked at the condensed Taiyin essence in her hand with her silvery-white eyes, a few traces of guilt flashing across her face.

What on earth did she do?!

She took a deep breath, and the blood in her body calmed down. Sure enough, it was related to her background and the bloodline that was born with her. After this secret realm ended, she would have to ask her master about it when she got back.

As for Xiao Yu, Long Wanyan's originally clear thoughts became chaotic again after this incident.

What should I do!

Perhaps it's time to have a talk with Xiangyue. Among all the people Long Wanyan knows, she's the only one she can open up to.

Her mind was a jumbled mess, a headache she couldn't untangle, but Long Wanyan didn't show it on her face. Instead, because she was close to the essence of Yin, her tone became even colder:

"This has nothing to do with him; it's mostly my fault. You can go out now; I... need some peace and quiet."

"Okay, Master."

The girl in yellow dared not disobey Long Wanyan's orders. It was the greatest courage she had mustered to barge into the room without permission.

She simply put her hands behind her back, her palm clutching a corner of her clothes that had just been sliced ​​off by her flying sword. Taking advantage of Long Wanyan's inattention, she turned around and put it into her storage bag.

Then, she walked out of the room, obediently closed the door, went downstairs, and returned to her own room, ignoring the gossipy gazes of the disciples.

Only then did she come to her senses, take the item out of the storage bag, and look at the tattered hem of her clothes in her hand, a hint of something unreadable flashing in her bright eyes.

Her master had already given her orders not to cause trouble for the man in the room earlier, so she would naturally obey, even if Long Wanyan couldn't see her for a while.

The reason, it turns out, is that the girl had her own plan in mind.

Since he appeared near the Phoenix Hill Secret Realm, it is highly likely that he also came to participate in the Phoenix Hill Secret Realm.

In that case... she could easily find him in the secret realm using only the hem of her garment and her unique innate flying sword talent.

I hope so...

Thinking of this, the girl gripped the object in her hand tightly.

There are some things she needs to figure out about Brother Lei.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yu, who was being eyed by both of them, was unaware of what had happened.

Driven by his instinct to escape, in a moment of desperation, he had no choice but to use his flying sword to jump into a room in a neighboring inn.

He was temporarily free from Long Wanyan's fatal problem, which made him feel relieved, but also a little toothache.

Long Wanyan seemed to be bewitched, almost crushing him to death, but fortunately, the goddess of fate did not completely abandon him.

At the critical moment, someone knocked on the door and saved his life.

While Long Wanyan was distracted and closed the door, he successfully escaped from the furnace-like room.

However, now is not the time to let our guard down. There's a good chance someone will come after us, so it's best to leave here first.

Thinking about it, Xiao Yu slowly straightened up, clutching his waist, and jumped off the bed. When he jumped in, he just happened to fall onto a bed, which could be considered one of the few times that the goddess of fate had taken pity on him.

Now all we can do is pray that he broke into an empty room, but that's obviously impossible.

The inns in Fengqiu Secret Realm were already fully booked before, so how could there be any empty rooms?

Xiao Yu should have been praying that the room's owner was out on business.

He looked around, examining the room he was in, which was furnished the same as the other rooms in the inn.

It was something on the table in front of him that looked familiar and caught his attention.

Xiao Yu silently stepped forward and saw that it was a fiery red dress. The style was unique yet very familiar. It was gorgeous and unique, but the color was not monotonous. It was decorated with a light dark blue, which made the dress less eye-catching. The hem and cuffs were decorated with gorgeous gold lines, which showed the care put into the design of the dress.

The collar was printed with a pattern of unknown flower stamens. Xiao Yu hadn't understood it before, but now that he looked closely, he realized that it was a mark left by the unique weaving technique of Caiyi Pavilion.

It looks familiar!

I always feel like I’ve seen it somewhere.

Xiao Yu stroked his chin, thinking, but it was pointless. Now was not the time to worry about these things; he should leave the room first.

Just as he was about to continue walking forward, he suddenly felt a cold touch on his neck. Xiao Yu glanced down and saw a sharp, cold glint in his eyes.

This was a sword. While Xiao Yu wasn't paying attention, someone sneaked up on him and then put the sword to Xiao Yu's neck.

"Where did you come from, you petty thief?! How dare you barge into my room in broad daylight?"

A crisp, sharp rebuke rang out, and the familiar voice made Xiao Yu's body tremble. Just then, his shoulder bumped against the neck of the person behind him.

A sensation like a ribbon came through.

Xiao Yu's eyelids began to twitch wildly; he knew whose room he had entered.

Even Xiao Yu, who was usually calm and collected, couldn't help but curse under his breath.

grandma's.

Instead of showing him any pity or favor, the goddess of fate turned around and kicked him into a ditch!

As the camera slowly zooms out, you can see that inside the room with the broken window, Li Yunshang, wrapped in a thin bath towel, is holding Xiao Yu hostage with a sword in one hand.

Chapter 75, You petty thief!

Xiao Yu felt a sense of foreboding, but he still obediently raised his hand immediately to show he was harmless. He explained in a high-pitched voice:

"Excuse me, miss, I just slipped and fell off the roof. I'm not a petty thief, I didn't take anything."

Although he was panicking, Xiao Yu thought about the three layers of fake skin on his face, which gave him a sense of security.

"The roof? Slippery..."

However, Xiao Yu's explanation did not ease Li Yunshang's mind; instead, it made her more wary.

"So... you were peeping at me while I was bathing? Oh! So you're not a petty thief, but a lecherous thief!"

what?

bath?!

Are you taking a shower?

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yu subconsciously turned his head to look at Li Yunshang's attire, but the sudden tightening of the sword blade around his neck forced him to stop.

At this moment, Xiao Yu realized that what was pressed against his neck was not a long sword, but a small silver-black knife with a dark body and a uniquely curved blade. Unknown black gold runes were engraved on it, extending from the back of the blade to the side, indicating that it was of a high grade.

More importantly, its blade was sharp and flashed with a dazzling cold light. Just by pressing it against Xiao Yu's neck, before the blade even touched his skin, Xiao Yu could feel a stinging pain around his neck. That's why he immediately mistook the knife on his neck for a sword blade.

This thing... could it be the personal magical artifact that Li Yunshang used to kill the protagonist, the skirt-pressing knife her father left her?!

No wonder the protagonist was killed...

Feeling the stinging pain in his neck, Xiao Yu knew very well that if he dared to move even slightly, he would die.

Really will die.

No matter what kind of genius flying sword that leads directly to the Nascent Soul Realm, or what kind of sword cultivator or martial artist cultivates simultaneously, even the Qiankun Escape Talisman is useless in front of this little knife.

It feels like the same knife that Dao used to kill his double.

With one slash, he was destined to die; there was no way to dodge it.

Having figured this out, Xiao Yu quickly explained again, "No...no, it was an accident. I was practicing my agility on the roof and accidentally slipped and fell into your room. Miss, can we put the knife down first? It's dangerous."

After saying that, Li Yunshang did not respond immediately this time.

Xiao Yu felt a sense of doubt, but he didn't dare to move rashly, fearing that Li Yunshang would become suspicious and cut him down with a single blow.

Behind Xiao Yu, Li Yunshang originally intended to cut the man in front of her in half with a single sword strike and then hand him over to the person in charge of security in the secret realm.

Just now, the collar around my neck suddenly started shaking violently, just like it did in the dilapidated temple.

Come to think of it, last time at the dilapidated temple, she clearly sensed that her senior brother Yu was nearby, but at the crucial moment, she was lured away by two wild mandarin ducks. After returning, she was distracted by a fox spirit that suddenly appeared, which caused her senior brother, who was disguised as a Buddha statue, to escape.

She should have thought of that earlier, since her senior brother had used this very trick to help her evade wave after wave of pursuers from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

And the collar around his neck is swaying right now, doesn't that mean that the person in front of him is Senior Brother Yu?!

Thinking of this, Li Yunshang perked up and tightened her grip on the skirt-pressing knife.

"Turn around!"

She gave the order.

Turn around?

Xiao Yu was puzzled, but he still obediently did as instructed.

He turned around, and Li Yunshang's current attire came into view.

Clearly, due to the urgency of the situation, Xiao Yu's arrival was too sudden. In her haste, Li Yunshang rushed over wearing only a bath towel. Fortunately, she always carried a small knife with her at all times, even when taking a bath.

Her jet-black hair was still wet, hanging down her shoulders, with large water droplets dripping down, some sliding across her fair and moist face, along her delicate white collarbone, through the gap in the slightly raised mound wrapped in a bath towel, and down her lower abdomen straight to the dark forest.