Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

The old men were chasing closely behind.

Yu Luoning swore that she had never run away in such a disheveled state in her entire life.

This body weighs nearly 200 pounds, so no matter how hard she tries to move her legs, her speed is only so-so.

It felt like all I could hear was my own flesh swaying back and forth, so much so that even the wind couldn't keep up.

Just then, the golden mark on her wrist suddenly felt hot.

It was as if an invisible eye had precisely locked onto her through the mountains and forests.

Yu Luoning turned around and looked back.

In the distance, several figures could be seen approaching indistinctly along the mountain path.

Even more deadly was that two figures riding swords were still hanging in the sky, their sword light so cold it was blinding.

A cultivator who flies on a sword?

Yu Luoning's eyes lit up, and she almost cried with joy. She was about to open her mouth to ask for help when...

Suddenly, I could see the young man in the lead clearly.

Who else could it be but Feng Qiguang?

That strikingly handsome face was now as gloomy as if covered by a layer of frost.

He should have been a flamboyant and dazzling prodigy, but it seems as if his sharpness has been forcibly broken, leaving him with a fierce coldness.

Yu Luoning's cry for help, which had not yet been uttered, was stuck in her throat.

This is clearly someone hunting her down.

For some reason, she felt inexplicably guilty.

Yu Luoning attributed everything to the fact that he had secretly learned someone else's unique skills.

She remembered that Feng Qiguang possessed quite a few magical artifacts and treasures.

I wonder if I could replicate it again if I had to do it all over again.

Bah, let's think about how to escape first.

Yu Luoning darted swiftly along the paddy field ridges, the soil beneath her feet soft and the sweet fragrance of the rice wafting into her nostrils.

She dared not look up, but she could feel the aura of the two swords in the sky already locked onto her.

Time was of the essence. Just then, she caught sight of a stone tablet, about half a person's height, standing at the end of the field ridge, with the words "Li Shi" (李氏) on it.

It appears to be a spiritual field belonging to a clan surnamed Li. Faintly, there are flowing lights and barriers moving around the spiritual field.

No wonder these tenants would rather eat people than dare to pick a single grain of sacred rice.

The Li family is definitely not to be trifled with.

Her mind worked quickly, and she immediately came up with an idea.

The next moment, she turned around abruptly and stepped into the spirit field without hesitation.

As she walked by, the rice stalks bent under her weight, rustling softly, and the lingering ripples of the barrier in the air spread outwards.

The old farmers stood on the edge of the field, too afraid to go in, their faces deathly pale. "Oh no, when Steward Li comes, we're all going to die!"

A flash of sword light appeared behind him.

Feng Qiguang and his men also caught up.

They stood directly in front of Yu Luoning.

Feng Qiguang's gaze was frighteningly cold. "Stop."

Yu Luoning felt numbness in her back.

Then, she paused for a moment.

Feng Qiguang was also taken aback.

He remembered that greasy, ugly face with dark spots.

But the woman in front of me had completely lost her dark spots, and her skin was so fair it was dazzling.

However, no matter how clean he is, he cannot wash away the humiliation he suffered.

A chill suddenly surged in Feng Qiguang's eyes. "Gotcha, you filthy rat."

Yu Luoning smiled and said, "Husband, did you come to see me?"

Feng Qiguang's pupils dilated, and he looked as if he had been struck by lightning: "What are you yelling about! What do I have to do with you?"

Yu Luoning looked completely innocent. "What part of your body haven't I seen? Tell me, what's our relationship? I called you 'husband,' and you're not happy about it?"

The Feng family disciples behind Feng Qiguang gasped in unison, their eyes burning with a fierce thirst for gossip.

They only knew that the crown prince had been kidnapped, but they didn't know the details.

Now this fat... cough, this young lady actually calls the prince her husband? How can this not make people think?

"Your Highness... so you like this kind of thing?"

"No wonder he didn't fancy the eldest daughter of the Fang Heyun family..."

"Ahem, perhaps the young master values ​​a blessed appearance more than physical looks?"

A storm raged in Feng Qiguang's eyes, and he almost ground his teeth to powder: "You fat bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Yu Luoning: "Husband, even a night of marriage is worth a hundred days of kindness. We were born together, so we're destined to be together. Don't be so heartless. Maybe I'm carrying your child. How can you be so cruel?"

Feng Qiguang raised his hand to blast the attack, but was quickly stopped by the person next to him.

"Young Master, wait! The Ancestor has ordered that we capture him alive and bring him back!"

"Yes, Your Highness, if she really is carrying your child, that would be a good thing, as the direct line of the Feng family is already quite thin."

Feng Qiguang was furious.

In that brief moment of delay, the spirit field barrier suddenly trembled, and a beam of light shot through the air.

A lean, elderly man landed on his sword, shouting, "Who dares to cause trouble on my Li family's spiritual fields?"

Li family butler.

Two cultivators from the Feng family immediately stepped forward, cupped their hands, and were about to explain that they were there to capture a wanted criminal.

Yu Luoning's eyes lit up, and before the two could speak, she shouted loudly:

"Your Li family's spirit fields are starving, and you're still using talismans to lock up the spirit rice? The rich feast while the poor freeze to death on the streets, don't you understand?"

"Let me tell you, our Feng family despises beasts like you who don't treat human life as human. Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven, overthrow the landlords, and distribute the land... oh no, we mean the spiritual land!"

"My lord, my fellow clansmen, tear down this wretched field!"

Yu Luoning spoke extremely quickly, giving the Feng family no chance to explain.

After hearing this, Steward Li was furious: "A bunch of brats, talking so arrogantly!"

The cultivators from the Feng family were also stunned. "Wait, senior, we're not..."

Butler Li wouldn't listen to any of this and flew over in a fitness stunt.

With a clang, the two sides began to fight.

The old farmer on the ridge was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, trembling.

Yu Luoning squatted down beside her, smiling broadly: "See? I told you, my family arrived quickly."

"You tried to take advantage of me earlier, but I'll settle the score with you later."

After saying that, she took advantage of the chaos to secretly place her hand on the edge of the spiritual field and frantically inhale a breath of spiritual energy.

If she could just reach a little bit more, she could jump again.

The battlefield is in complete chaos.

The Li clan and several members of the Feng family were locked in a fierce battle.

The rice paddies were swept aside by the aftershocks, swaying and bending.

"Your Feng family dares to make a move on my Li family's territory?" Butler Li roared angrily.

"Your Li family dares to stop my Feng family from doing business?" The Feng family cultivator retorted through gritted teeth.

However, no one seems to care about Yu Luoning, the culprit.

Yu Luoning had only one thought in her mind: fight! The fiercer the better!

She vaguely sensed that her spiritual energy was sufficient to activate a teleportation technique once.

Just as Yu Luoning cast the spell,

A chilling aura approached.

Yu Luoning's scalp tingled, and she turned around almost instinctively.

Feng Qiguang had somehow bypassed the melee and moved closer to her.

His handsome face was now ashen, his eyes filled with suppressed anger and humiliation.

"Why do you know our Feng family's unique martial arts?"

Yu Luoning immediately feigned ignorance, smiling sweetly: "Husband, what are you saying? I don't understand? Didn't you teach me the Flying Through the Sky Technique?"

"When will I send it to you?" Feng Qiguang asked incredulously.

Yu Luoning: "That day, you...taught me...on the couch?"