"It’s over..."
Following the sound from outside, the first person whose expression changed was the town mayor.
He seed to have lost everything, weakly slumping to the ground:
"It’s the Third Master and his n... But how are they here so early?
"They usually co at midnight, and yet today, it’s only noon."
"Oh?"
Chu Qing glanced at him and then lifted him up again, starting to walk out.
Gentle and that shop assistant followed behind Chu Qing.
As the group erged from the dungeon, the noise grew even louder, the sound originating from the entrance.
This turn of events was inevitably astonishing.
Who could be fighting?
If it’s as the town mayor said, and it’s the Third Master from the Yinfeng Stronghold, then the townsfolk would never dare act rashly.
In the blink of an eye, Chu Qing was at the entrance.
Before stepping out, he saw the townsfolk who had followed him now all hiding behind the door, peering outside.
Beyond the gate, there were three splendid horses, with both n and won mounted on them. The leader was a pale-skinned, sickly-looking man.
His eyes were cold and snake-like, as he watched a fierce battle unfolding before him.
A group of people dressed like bandits was joyously engaged in combat with a woman.
When Chu Qing’s gaze fell upon the woman, he was slightly stunned.
She appeared to be in her twenties, her hair styled like a married woman’s, wielding a pair of Butterfly Double Sabers.
Despite being outnumbered, her figure moved skillfully among them, like a butterfly among flowers.
The double sabers moved in crisscross patterns, each strike leaving trails of blood, her movents fluid and seemingly effortless.
Chu Qing looked at her face and found it sowhat familiar.
Furthermore, the saber technique she employed seed like sothing he had seen before... but he couldn’t quite recall.
Just then, a voice rang out:
"Stop."
The two words seed to have been shouted with all the strength the speaker could muster.
Yet the command was effective, as the people in the midst of the fight imdiately ceased.
They watched the woman wielding the double sabers with vigilant eyes.
The woman held her sabers but did not relax, instead, she lifted her gaze towards the person who had spoken—precisely the sickly-looking man:
"No more fighting?"
"It was just a misunderstanding, why make it look so ugly?"
The man spoke weakly, laboring with every word:
"If I’m not mistaken, you are using the Qiankun Eight Slashes.
"May I ask, is your maiden family by any chance the Qin Family?"
"Not bad observation."
The woman slightly lifted her head:
"Heaven and Earth Saber, Qin Family, Qin Yuqi!"
Qin Yuqi!
This na suddenly unlocked the door to Chu Qing’s mories, his gaze subtly lifted—it was her!
In this world, nothing happens without leaving traces.
When Chu Tian married, he couldn’t just casually choose a woman to beco the future matriarch of the Chu Family.
Long ago, Chu Qing had t this woman.
Back then, he was too young; the face in his mory was already blurred, he only rembered her as a rather fierce elder sister.
Every day she would force him to practice martial arts, wielding two wooden sabers.
Chu Tian would be there, supporting her actions...
Reflecting now, they were just a few years old then, and yet he was already part of their ’play’?
At that ti, Chu Qing heard Chu Tian call her by her na... which was Qin Yuqi!
But they hadn’t seen each other for many years; these mories had been sealed in the depths of his mind.
If not for today’s encounter, Chu Qing might never have recalled them in his lifeti.
The blurred face in his mory combined with the visage of this woman, brought an inexplicable sense of familiarity to Chu Qing.
"Alright, since it’s the Heaven and Earth Saber of the Qin Family, I can’t refuse this favor."
The pale-faced man said slowly:
"Let today’s matters end here. I will never set foot in this small town again.
"Madam, please show rcy so we can part ways here."
Being in the Martial World sotis ans not driving opponents to extinction.
Qin Yuqi was unaware of the entanglent between this town and Yinfeng Stronghold; seeing the man speak frankly, she imdiately laughed:
"Very well, but please, sir, leave your na, so that if we et in the Martial World in the future, it will be easier to communicate."
"Yinfeng Mountain, Yinfeng Stronghold, Bai Laosan."
The man on horseback cupped his fists:
"Farewell."
After saying so, he turned his horse, shook his cloak with a whoosh.
Only to hear three whistling sounds.
Three pellets were launched coinciding with his cloak movent, directly towards Qin Yuqi.
Qin Yuqi had not relaxed due to Bai Laosan’s retreat. Seeing his trickery and ambush, she couldn’t help but exclaim coldly:
"How audacious!!"
Her twin sabers swiftly shifted, reversing and deflecting, followed by three successive clinks as she knocked away the pellets, leaving behind a burst of white mist.
Qin Yuqi knew this was not good; there must be sothing strange about the white mist.
She imdiately held her breath, not inhaling the mist.
Still, she felt a dizziness clouding her mind.
Her heart raced in fear—what kind of poison was this, to be so potent!
She heard the wind whistle and realized Bai Laosan was near, wanting to gather herself, but she felt the world spinning, unable to find her footing; how could she stabilize herself?
Her hands were even weaker, and the Butterfly Double Sabers were about to drop to the ground.
Eyes wide with anger, she saw Bai Laosan reaching out as he approached...
A strong force suddenly surged from behind her.
Swept by this force, Qin Yuqi instinctively turned to see a remarkably fair Cyan Robe swordsman, who had sohow appeared behind her.
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