At the foot of Cangshan Mountain in the dark night, there was a strong smell of blood and corpses of low-level warriors were everywhere.
Qingluan followed Ouyang Haoxuan closely, and her heart couldn't help but agitate when she passed by the corpses.
Next to the bodies were scattered pieces of tables and chairs, bowls and chopsticks, and food.
Tonight should have been a great day for the master and the young lady to get married, but these people used it as an opportunity to kill and steal treasures.
The Lou family and the Qingteng clan, why, why are they so greedy and so vicious? Why are they unwilling to give the master and the young lady even a day of happiness
Qingluan bit her lower lip, her teeth deeply embedded in her lips and bleeding, but she was unaware of it.
All they can do now is to send Xiaochi back to the young lady and make sure Xiaochi is alive and safe.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Ouyang Haoxuan in front of him suddenly shake and retreat quickly in one direction.
But even at this speed, it was still a step late.
A blue-green flame suddenly exploded in front of Ouyang Haoxuan, and a sizzling sound like barbecue could be heard in the air.
"Xiao Chi, Master Ouyang!" Qingluan screamed and rushed over.
When she saw the bloody wound on Ouyang Haoxuan's chest, which was even rotten due to the poison, she took a breath.
"Hey, I was really surprised that you managed to block this fatal blow."
In the darkness, a young man's voice came with a somewhat nonchalant smile.
When Qingluan heard the sound, she was like a frightened bird and looked over in fear.
Under the moonlight, a man who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old was standing not far from the two of them. His slender fingertips were playing with a ball of blue-green flame, and he was looking at Ouyang Haoxuan with interest and cruelty.
"You... who are you?" Qingluan didn't realize that her voice was sharp and shrill because of fear.
The man smiled, his eyes not on Qingluan at all, but on Xiaochi behind Ouyang Haoxuan, "Qianyu is right, this boy is really a bit weird. Tsk tsk, I heard that he is Xiyue's younger brother, maybe he is another treasure!"
After he finished talking to himself, the man turned his gaze to Ouyang Haoxuan, "I am Lou Yuqing, the third generation disciple of the Lou family. Boy, since you can dodge my endless virtual fire, as long as you hand over the boy on your back to me, I will spare your life. How about it?"
Ouyang Haoxuan lowered his eyes slightly, and no emotion could be seen in his covered pupils.
With a wave of his hand, Xiao Chi was untied from his back and pushed to Qing Luan's side. "Xi Yue is in the Sealed Dragon Territory. Take Xiao Chi in."
Qingluan's eyes were red, and tears burned her pupils, so hot and so painful.
However, this time she did not refuse, but used the golden silk to tie Xiaochi and herself tightly together, "Don't worry, even if I die, even if my soul flies away, I will definitely send Xiaochi to the young lady."
Qingluan said this without pausing and quickly ran towards Fenglong Territory.
Lou Yuqing did not chase him, but instead responded as if he had heard a funny joke, "I see your cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul stage? Do you know how high my cultivation is?"
Ouyang Haoxuan didn't answer with a calm expression.
Lou Yuqing continued, "I heard that your arm was cut off by my cousin Lou Wushuang. Haha, but do you know that my cultivation is much higher than hers? She is only in the late stage of distraction, while I have just reached the peak of distraction." (To be continued)