Han Yuqing looked ahead at Ding Nanrong, who was blocking the way, and faced a great enemy like a mouse meeting a cat.
Her body was tense, her palm already sweating as she held the dagger in her hand in a death grip.
On the surface, however, was a broad smile.
“I know you. You’re Patriarch Jiang’s maid.
“The Demon Beast Mountain Range is full of dangers, so instead of guarding Patriarch Jiang properly, you came here alone?
“Aren’t you afraid that Patriarch Jiang will get angry and expel you from the Wuyou Sect? Hehehe.”
Ding Nanrong lowered her Water Lotus Sword and said back indifferently.
“No one can expel me from the Wuyou Sect.”
Han Yuqing seemed to have an understanding.
“Oh, I remember, because you once saved Jiang Mu’s life, so Jiang Mu’s parents wanted to take you as their righteous daughter. but you bent over backwards on your own and willingly became Jiang Mu’s maid.
She tilted her head again in disbelief.
“But you shouldn’t have left Patriarch Jiang half a step, you’re neglecting your duty.”
Ding Nanrong continued to say indifferently.
“So what if I am.”
“……”
Han Yuqing’s crooked head almost choked on the wrong side of the pendulum.
Sooooo Jiang Mu’s personal attendant, Ding Nanrong, with her powerful Returning Element Realm cultivation, was doing what she wanted and disregarding sect discipline.
Not to mention Jiang Mu, the Patriarch of the Wuyou Sect. Even the senior elders of the sect could not command her.
When I saw her today, it was really like that.
The only thing that Han Yuqing didn’t quite understand.
This woman, Ding Nanrong, why did she want to block her way?
And judging from the hint of murderous aura emanating from her body.
I’m afraid… This wasn’t good!
Why?
I haven’t offended her, have I?
Could it be that my plan to take over the Wuyou Sect has been leaked to her?
Han Yuqing was inwardly shocked and uncertain.
Pretending to be relaxed, she smiled wryly and said.
“Rong’er, you should know that in a few days’ time, I will be marrying Jiang Mu and becoming the patriarch’s wife, so you’re not here to greet your future patriarch’s wife, are you?”
“No.”
“Then why are you? I don’t suppose you’ve come to admire the scenery, have you? Hehehe.”
Han Yuqing smiled on the surface, but one hand was placed on her back, secretly making a seal.
Ding Nan Rong’s body surged with spiritual energy, and the Water Lotus Sword in her hand trembled slightly as a water dragon wrapped out of the sword and fell into the pool of water on the ground.
Her gaze grew cold as she stared at Han Yuqing and said.
“I’m here, to kill you.”
The words fell with the cold wind.
While Ding Nanrong had not yet moved, Han Yuqing was the first to do so.
She stomped on the ground with one foot, splashing water, and her entire body exploded in place towards Ding Nanrong.
The dagger in her hand “buzzed!” The dagger in her hand emitted a strong mysterious light.
It came up with the full force of a strike from the ninth level of the Qi Sea realm!
“Xuantian Liuyang Slash!”
Han Yuqing’s face showed an insane expression as she suddenly swung her dagger horizontally.
A stream of light as strong as the sun shot out from the dagger and sliced across Ding Nanrong’s abdomen!
There was a poof.
Ding Nan Rong was unexpectedly cut into two halves by the stream of light!
But Han Yuqing didn’t slacken.
She did not think that Ding Nanrong, who was at the Returned Origin Realm, would easily lose her life to a full strike from the Qi Sea Realm.
So after a successful strike.
She didn’t hold back.
After passing over the ‘corpses’ above and below Ding Nanrong, she fled wildly straight towards the direction of Xue lord airship.
As long as she escaped to Xue lord’s airship, then she would be safe.
After all, the City Lord, Xue Yuanshan, could not possibly sit idly by and ignore the safety of the future Wuyou Sect Patriarch’s wife.
Suddenly.
Her body gave a violent lurch and she felt something tugging at her waist.
Panicked, she looked down.
To find that her waist was wrapped tightly around a dragon of water that had emerged from a pool of water!
And behind her, Ding Nanrong’s ‘corpse’, which had been cut up and down, turned into a puddle of water falling into the puddle on the ground. And in the blink of an eye, Ding Nanrong’s form appeared before her!
“Presumptuous! You… How dare you kill me? You dare to kill the Patriarch’s wife?!”
Han Yuqing’s face was white as she slashed at the water dragon with her dagger in a desperate attempt to break free from its entanglement.
Ding Nanrong slowly raised the Water Lotus Sword in her hand and said indifferently.