My shoulder hurt a little more, and blood flowed down happily.

Lu Xiran used much more force this time than before. He must have tried his best.

If she continued like this, her arm would have to be cut off by her.

Ye Qingyun used his strength to block with his knife. At the same time, he lowered his body and narrowly avoided her blade.

How could Lu Xiran let him run away so easily? With a thought in his mind, countless ice edges rushed out from the ground, hitting Ye Qingyun back steadily.

Several of Ye Qingyun's people rushed over to help. Someone stabilized Ye Qingyun's body, and the two of them rushed over to confront Lu Xiran.

Lu Xiran frowned and stared closely at Ye Qingyun who was protected behind them.

She was determined to win Ye Qingyun's life.

The ice knife in his hand struck in the air, and the frosty air spread forward.

The two people closest to them felt their bodies suddenly become colder, and before they could react in the next second, their entire bodies had turned into ice sculptures.

The frosty air continued to spread, and several people in the front lost consciousness immediately when any part of their bodies touched the cold air.

It's really so powerful, even if Wei Zhufan of the eleventh level tried his best, he might not have such power.

Ye Qingyun thought to himself.

The two sides were fighting fiercely when a third party's voice suddenly sounded in the distance.

Ye Qingyun squinted and saw that this familiar face was one he had seen before.

It's Fu Siyan's subordinate - Xie Mingheng.

A slightly hunched man approached Ye Qingyun and quickly asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what should we do now?"

"Retreat for now."

The two sides were already evenly matched, but now foreign aid has arrived. If the fight continues, they will undoubtedly lose.

The man nodded and put his hand on one of Ye Qingyun's shoulders. The two figures disappeared on the spot. When they reappeared, they were several hundred meters away in the back hill.

This is Ye Qingyun's spatial superpower. He does not practice spatial storage or spatial attacks. Instead, he specializes in teleportation and uses it to transfer at necessary moments in battle.

During another transfer, Ye Qingyun couldn't help but look back in the direction of Lu Xiran.

From this distance, even Lu Xiran's figure could not be seen clearly, but those eyes seemed to appear clearly in front of him.

The leaders all left, and the remaining people retreated quickly. Xie Mingheng took action and captured a few, intending to keep them as prisoners.

Lu Xiran didn't chase her, nor did she care about what happened next. The knife in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, and her whole expression was in a trance.

She glanced back in the direction of her grandma, only to find that the figure was blurry and she couldn't see anything clearly. There was a burning gun on her head, but her whole body was cold.

Lu Xiran moved forward, and the next second, his whole figure swayed and fell straight forward.

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When Lu Xiran left, Wei Zhufan immediately followed him, but he failed to follow. Later, he drove out of the city, but the car broke down before he could go far. He had to return to the base and look for the vehicle everywhere.

After spending a lot of time, when we finally found the car, we met Ye Qingyun who was being escorted back.

He hurriedly greeted him: "Young Master, what is...what's wrong with you?"

Ye Qingyun glanced at him but didn't respond.

The people around him glared at Wei Zhufan and said displeasedly: "You went to find a doctor for Yu Xinxin and injured the young master. Don't you know how important today's matter is?"

Wei Zhufan has been a key training target from the beginning and has a very high status in the team. He has never been scolded so loudly.

However, he also knew that he had done something wrong today. In front of Ye Qingyun, he did not scold him like usual. He could only explain calmly: "The car broke down and I couldn't find it, so..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man helped Ye Qingyun pass him and left. Behind him were the people who came back. Everyone passing by Wei Zhufan would either look at him fiercely or ridicule him.

After all, it doesn't often happen that Wei Zhufan, who is usually very arrogant, becomes deflated.

Everyone subconsciously blamed Wei Zhufan for the failure of this mission.

Ye Qingyun was lying on the soft bed, and the healer beside him treated him carefully.

His thoughts were wandering far away, and even his mind was filled with Lu Xiran.

When Yu Xinxin came in, she saw Ye Qingyun's uninjured hand placed across his forehead, his eyes focused on a certain point on the wall, and she didn't know what he was thinking.

"Young Master, are you okay? Why are you so seriously injured? They couldn't protect you." Yu Xinxin sat beside Ye Qingyun's bed, her eyes filled with heartache, and she even shed several tears.

Her wound has recovered. At this moment, the pear blossoms are covered with rain, and her words are fluent, which is very heart-wrenching.

Anyone who sees such a beautiful woman worrying about him will be half-hearted.

Ye Qingyun came back to her senses and smiled. He put a hand on her face and wiped away her tears with his thumb: "Why are Xinxin crying? I'm not dead."

His tone was gentle, but his eyes were as cold as ice, giving off a sense of coldness that comes from not being exposed to sunlight all year round.

Yu Xinxin shook her body and struggled to put her smile back on her face: "Young Master, what did you say, how could you die..."

"You're not dead, why are you crying!" Ye Qingyun's hand that was originally caressing her cheek suddenly grabbed her neck. Yu Xinxin's eyes were filled with fear, her body was shaking, and her face turned red.

"Young... Young Master, spare your life, spare your life..."

Yu Xinxin was thrown to the ground with a bang, gasping for breath for the rest of her life.

After knowing Ye Qingyun for so long, she always knew that Ye Qingyun was not as gentle as he seemed on the surface. His subordinates all knew that his temper was unstable, but she never expected that Ye Qingyun would suddenly attack her.

"Get out." He spat out one word coldly.

Yu Xinxin trembled, not even daring to look at Ye Qingyun, and hurriedly crawled out.

It's really boring.

Ye Qingyun thought to himself.

Seeing Yu Xinxin's embarrassed and humble look, he thought of Lu Xiran even more.

Yu Xinxin ran out of the house and walked alone on the street.

Originally, she understood some of the situation and knew that Ye Qingyun was hurt by Lu Xiran, and wanted to add fuel to the fire in front of Ye Qingyun and let him deal with Lu Xiran, but she never expected that she would be kicked out before she even started to speak.

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She looked at a small stone in the middle of the road, became angry for no reason, and kicked the stone away hard.

The stone rolled for a distance and finally stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.

"City Lord's Mansion?" Yu Xinxin looked at the high courtyard wall, suddenly thought of something, raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

When Lu Xiran woke up again, it was already the next day.

She rubbed her forehead and felt a terrible headache.

With its rustic wooden floors and wooden bedside tables, it was obvious that this room was not hers.

"Xi Ran, are you awake?" You Rong was placing the dishes and chopsticks when he heard the door open. He looked up and found that it was Lu Xi Ran who had fainted.

"Come here and have something to eat. It's been a day, you must be hungry, right?" You Rong pulled out a stool and put another bowl of porridge in front of her.

Lu Xiran did not touch the porridge in front of him, but asked: "Where is grandma? Has she been cremated?"

You Rong's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened for a moment, and he carefully glanced at Lu Xiran's face, and after a while he said, "They should be in the square at the moment."

There were many people gathered in the square. When Lu Xiran arrived, there were many people gathered there. Bouquets of flowers were placed under the Buddha statue. In front of everyone, there was a blazing fire.

Not only the body of Grandma Lu is being cremated at this moment, but also many people from the ancient city who lost their lives yesterday.

"Sister!" Qiao Shiying was the first to see Lu Xiran coming over, she cried out and threw herself into Lu Xiran's arms.

Lu Xizhe and others also came over and looked at Lu Xiran worriedly.

Lu Xiran pushed Qiao Shiying away and looked at her red eyes with great distress.

"Stop crying, Shiying, stay strong." She gently wiped away the tears on Qiao Shiying's face.
Chapter completed!