One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

"Wang Bing!!!"

With Wang Ai's hoarse roar, the originally calm airflow at the edge of the cliff seemed to be shaken apart by this exclamation.

Not only Wang Ai, but also Lü Ci and Lu Jin, who were standing nearby, were taken aback by this sudden turn of events.

This is a bottomless abyss, tens of meters wide, with clouds and mist swirling below, making it impossible to see the bottom.

Although the extraordinary person is powerful, he is still a mortal after all. If he were to fall from here, he would definitely be a pile of mud.

At the critical moment, Wang Ai's chubby body burst forth with an astonishing speed completely disproportionate to its size.

He reached behind him and instantly grasped a jet-black paintbrush in his palm.

Without the slightest hesitation, the old man flicked his wrist, and his inner energy poured out from the tip of the pen.

Divine Coating Technique activated!

In mid-air, a thick, dark ink appeared out of nowhere, like a nimble snake, instantly transforming into a thick, dark rope that shot towards Wang Bing, who was plummeting straight down.

The ink line moved extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Wang Bing's waist in mid-air, abruptly stopping his downward momentum.

"Cough cough..." Wang Bing coughed violently twice as he was being strangled, his face as pale as paper.

Feeling the pull on his waist, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead like raindrops.

For a brief moment, he really thought he was going to see his great-great-grandfather.

Seeing this, Wang Ai also breathed a long sigh of relief.

He was about to pull his great-grandson up when, before he could even catch his breath, something unexpected happened.

Between the canyons, another strange gust of wind suddenly arose.

The wind came without warning, yet it carried an extremely domineering and hidden force, cutting precisely into the taut ink-lined rope.

A crisp "snap" sound.

The incredibly strong ink line, formed by the divine technique, snapped in two instantly, just like a fragile noodle!

"What?!" Wang Ai's eyes widened in shock, and she was completely dumbfounded.

How could it possibly break?

He knows his own methods best; he could easily lift an elephant. What kind of place is this canyon? Could there really be a master secretly making a move here?

Losing its grip, Wang let out another piercing scream and plummeted into the deeper fog, desperately clawing at the air with its hands and feet.

"What a useless piece of trash, I have to do this for you." A disdainful snort came from the side.

Lu Ci took half a step forward and suddenly exerted force with his feet.

A glint of light flashed in his single eye, and the "Ruyi Jin," a unique skill belonging to the Lü family, erupted instantly.

The invisible force did not strike the void directly, but instead spread downwards along the cliff face like lightning.

The force traveled rapidly through the stone wall, precisely locking onto Wang Bing's falling trajectory.

Just as Wang Bing was about to fall into the abyss, a muffled sound came from inside the rock wall on the side of the cliff.

The force of the Ruyi energy suddenly shot out from the stone wall and struck Wang Bing's side.

This force is extremely subtle; it appears powerful and heavy, yet it has no destructive power whatsoever. It is purely an extremely flexible pushing force.

"Bang!"

Wang Bing was slammed against the opposite cliff face by this skillful force, like a tattered sack.

His survival instinct brought him to his senses instantly, and the moment his fingers touched the cliff face, he desperately gripped the vines in the crevices and the protruding rocks.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and his fingernails were bleeding.

He pressed himself tightly against the cold stone wall, panting heavily.

My heart was pounding in my chest, my whole body was shaking like a sieve, and tears, snot, and cold sweat covered my face. I was terrified.

At the top of the cliff, seeing this, Wang Ai dared not delay any longer and began to frantically wield his paintbrush once more.

This time, three ink-lined ropes shot out from the air, tightly binding Wang Bing on the cliff face like a rice dumpling, before carefully dragging him back to the flat land on the opposite bank.

In the distance, at the entrance where they hadn't yet stepped onto the iron chains, Lu Linglong and Lin Mo took in all of this.

Looking at Wang Bing, who was slumped on the opposite bank and still in shock, Lu Linglong couldn't help but nudge Lin Mo beside her with her elbow.

"Feed." She whispered, a mischievous glint in her large, watery eyes, "Did you do that just now?"

Lin Mo had one hand in his pocket and the other hand playing with his phone, a casual smile playing on his lips.

He turned his head, looked at Lu Linglong's curious expression, and softly uttered two words: "Guess."

Lu Linglong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

She couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, her shoulders shaking slightly.

"I knew it! Who else but you could do something so despicable... cough, so satisfying, at a time like this?"

Lu Linglong suppressed a laugh. "You've really put him in a bind this time. But seriously, even though he's foul-mouthed and annoying, he doesn't deserve to die, does he?"

"If he really falls and can't be saved, this would be a huge problem."

"Boss Lu, what kind of person do you take me for?" Lin Mo casually straightened his cuffs.

His gaze swept lightly across the opposite bank, and he smiled faintly.

"If I really wanted him dead, let alone Wang Ai and Lü Ci, even if the Old Master were here, he would have to obediently go down and report."

Lin Mo's tone remained calm, as if he were talking about something trivial: "I just teased him a little and gave him a free bungee jumping experience."

"After all, there's no reward for killing him, so I'm not going to do a losing deal."

Upon hearing this, Lu Linglong nodded in deep agreement.

Having spent so much time together, she knew Lin Mo's style all too well.

Without money, even getting him to walk a few more steps is difficult, let alone risk offending the Ten Elders to kill someone.

"But what method did you use just now?" Lu Linglong leaned closer, examining Lin Mo's hands with curiosity. "I was staring at you with my eyes wide open, and I didn't detect even a trace of Qi fluctuation. What kind of unique technique is this?"

Lin Mo smiled and waved his hand casually: "It's nothing, just some little tricks I come up with on my own. Mainly for self-defense and to save energy."

"Tch, fine, don't tell me then." Lu Linglong rolled her eyes and snorted inwardly.

This guy is full of secrets, and he always keeps them hidden when it comes to crucial moments.

"Let's go, we should get across now." Lu Linglong dusted herself off and reminded him, "When we get to the other side, you absolutely mustn't give yourself away."

"That grandfather and grandson from the Wang family are not to be trifled with. If they find something wrong with us, it will be a lot of trouble."

Lin Mo shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"What secret have you revealed? What just happened?"

He retorted seriously, "I'm just a weak bodyguard with no strength to even kill a chicken. My job is to carry bags and collect debts. We didn't do anything else."

Seeing Lin Mo's feigned ignorance, Lu Linglong was amused again and covered her mouth, laughing non-stop.

Without further delay, the two stepped onto the thick iron chains.

Lu Linglong moved with a light and agile gait, using her foundation in light-body skills to walk steadily on the iron chains.

Lin Mo, who followed behind, was even more outrageous. He didn't even bother to maintain his balance, as if he were walking on a flat asphalt road, leisurely crossing the abyss that was tens of meters deep.

Nearly two hundred years of internal energy foundation, and max-level Divine Speed ​​and Hundred Transformations.

This allowed him to achieve an unbelievable level of control over his body.

In just a few steps, the two easily reached the other side.

As soon as she landed, Lu Linglong's smile vanished instantly, replaced by an expression of concern mixed with a hint of doubt.

She walked up to Wang Bing, who was slumped on the ground, and looked down at him.

At this moment, Wang Bing was panting heavily, his face was still pale, and his clothes were covered with dust and dirt, making him look extremely disheveled.

Wang Ai, standing to the side, was soothing him with a look of heartache.

"Hey, Young Master Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Linglong tilted her head slightly, her tone carrying just the right amount of innocence, "Didn't you jump pretty high just now? How come you suddenly lost your balance and fell down? You're so careless."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bing's breath hitched.

Did you lose your balance?

Did he just lose his balance?!

He had clearly calculated the distance and the use of his true qi, but while he was in mid-air, a strange force suddenly struck him, causing him to lose his balance!

That feeling was definitely because someone was up to no good in the dark!

Moreover, their methods were extremely sophisticated!

The scene from just now flashed rapidly through Wang Bing's mind.

Of those present, Great-Grandfather would never harm himself, and Master Lü had no reason to do such a dirty trick.

Lu Jin walked at the very front, but he didn't make any moves.

The rest...

Wang Bing suddenly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the young man standing behind Lu Linglong.

Lin Mo was slowly taking out a wet wipe from her pocket and wiping her fingers, without even glancing at him.

That dismissive attitude, along with the sarcastic remark from the edge of the cliff, instantly overlapped in Wang Bing's mind.

It must be him!

Apart from this bodyguard, no one else had the motive or the possibility to do something at this distance!

"It's you!"

Wang Bing struggled to his feet like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his trembling finger pointing at Lin Mo.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with resentment and certainty.

"It was definitely you! You were the one who ambushed me!"

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