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"Eh." There was no need to know if Yang Chen was still alive or dead. When he successfully flew out to land on the ground, his neck hit a sharp rock, his head tilted to the side, and he died on the spot.

Dead? The dignified Mu Jian, late-period expert Yang had died just like that? And it was hit by a rock? Everyone present, including Yang Wenwei, did not believe it.

They did not believe it, but that did not mean that Ling Yun knew how to do it too. While they were in a daze, Ling Yun rushed into the crowd of black-clothed men with his blade raised.

As expected of their training, the black-clothed men immediately reacted, but in the face of absolute strength, it was useless to react. Ling Yun entered the black-clothed men like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing to the point where they were utterly defeated. Even Chen Shaoqi who had the early period of Heaven Level cultivation could not take three moves from Ling Yun.

"Let's go!" Clutching the right arm that was almost sliced off by Ling Yun, Chen Shaoqi roared loudly as he retreated quickly.

He had even wanted to attack Yang Wenwei, but it would be best if he captured him and brought him here to talk. However, they did not know what kind of demonic technique Ling Yun had used, and their attacks could not even land on Yang Wenwei's body, but Yang Wenwei's attacks were actually able to injure them.

Helpless, even Yang Cheng, who was much stronger than him, lost his life here. Since the operation this time was a failure, he could only retreat.

"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!" The black-clothed men s had long been frightened, and upon hearing Chen Shaoqi's words, they all fled.

When he came, he looked very aggressive. When he left, he left behind a pile of corpses like a stray dog.

"Remember, my name is Lu Xiaofeng. "Hahahaha …" Seeing the black-clothed men s fleeing, Ling Yun did not chase after them and laughed complacently.

Hearing Ling Yun's wild laughter, Chen Shaoqi and the black-clothed men gritted their teeth in hatred. However, they were afraid that Ling Yun would chase up to them, so they escaped the place without even looking back.

"Lu Xiaofeng?" They secretly remembered this name.

"Why did you say your name is Lu Xiaofeng?" said as he came to Ling Yun's side with a happy smile. Even he himself was helpless against such a powerful being. He never thought that Ling Yun would be able to easily take care of him.

"If you don't say that my name is Lu Xiaofeng, could it be that you want to tell him that my name is Ling Yun?" Ling Yun innocently shrugged his shoulders: "Alright, we shouldn't stay here any longer, he might even call for reinforcements, let's go." With that, he pulled Yang Wenwei's hand.

"Then why is it Lu Xiaofeng?" Ling Yun's action of pulling Yang Wenwei's hand caused her face to turn red, but after struggling slightly, she realized that she was not able to struggle free and allowed Ling Yun to hold her hand. But at this time, Yang Wenwei had already taken off her veil, and asked while tilting her head slightly.

Seeing her gentle and beautiful expression, Ling Yun's heart could not help but shake.

"Because Lu Xiaofeng's name sounds good, idiot." Ling Yun smiled slightly, pulled Yang Wenwei's hand over and placed it on his face as he whispered. This action made Yang Wenwei's face slightly turn red again.

"You look uncomfortable with your face covered, hmph." Yang Wenwei scoffed, and took the opportunity to take off the black cloth that was covering Ling Yun's face. What entered Yang Wenwei's eyes was actually that familiar yet warm face. Her heart involuntarily started to race.

"Oh right, then why don't you kill them all and let them go? You should have the ability. " In order to alleviate his awkward situation, Yang Wenwei had no choice but to change the topic.

"Let's talk about this when we get back." Ling Yun said calmly. She then pulled Yang Wenwei's hand and started to operate the Microstep.

Ling Yun naturally had his own reasons for letting them leave. Forget about others, he was only fighting two or three li away from the city center of Yangzhou City. If time went on for too long, it would inevitably attract other experts. Too much of this affected the Wu Xia world, so this was not Ling Yun's goal. It was best to maintain the situation as it was before, this was one point.

Furthermore, if Chen Shaoqi was released, he would do his best to suppress the matter. If Chen Shaoqi died, then there would be no place for Yang Wenwei in the [Sky Slaughter Dragon] world. Moreover, there were some things that Yang Wenwei had to settle himself.

"Go back?" Yang Wenwei did not understand. She naturally did not know that Ling Yun had so many considerations. However, she did not disturb Ling Yun, and instead maintained her silence obediently.

After more than an hour, even with Ling Yun's physical strength, he was still somewhat unable to endure it. Drops of sweat trickled down, and Yang Wenwei, who was carried on Ling Yun's back, took out a handkerchief from nowhere and carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Seeing the increasingly familiar paths and vegetation, Yang Wenwei's eyes moistened, because she was simply too familiar with these scenes. Although it was night, the faint moonlight made these scenes vaguely visible.

"We're here!" Ling Yun shouted. What entered Yang Wenwei's eyes was naturally the cave where he had recuperated from his injuries. Carrying Yang Wenwei on his back, Ling Yun walked in.

There was no moonlight inside, but relying on his own perception and the strong probing abilities of the Spiritual Bead, Ling Yun came to the small hole in his memory.

Gently putting Yang Wenwei down from his back, Ling Yun moved the stone away and crawled in with Yang Wenwei.

After entering, Ling Yun picked up another pile of firewood and started a fire before sitting down on the ground without a care in the world. He was on the verge of collapsing, yet he had forcefully completed the one hour journey. How could he not be tired?

felt much better after consuming a third level True Essence Pill. After creating three new pills, he stored them in a small porcelain bottle. Ling Yun threw them at Yang Wenwei: "Go and consume them." The level of energy spent by third level True Essence Pills was five times that of a second level True Essence Pill. Four Ling Yun had to spend a total of two thousand crystals.

"En," Yang Wenwei replied softly as he opened the bottle and swallowed one. She also did not see clearly how the medicine appeared, but she was already used to it. Out of absolute trust in Ling Yun, she consumed it without hesitation.

"This!" After taking the pill, Yang Wenwei was shocked. She felt that she was rapidly recovering her strength. The effects of the pill were much better than before. It could even be considered a divine medicine.

"This medicine is of a higher grade than the one from last time." Ling Yun explained.

"Thank you," Yang Wenwei said softly.

"Why are you being so polite between us?" Ling Yun said unconcerned.

"Mn," Yang Wenwei responded lightly, but her cheeks were still flushed red. Clearly, she had thought of something.

"Is the wife you're talking about really just like an orchid?" As he said till here, Yang Wenwei's expression became a little dejected.

"Of course not," Ling Yun originally wanted to lie to Yang Wenwei and say yes, but the words that came out of his mouth suddenly changed: "Wife means Wife."

"Hmph, wife, beautiful dreams." Yang Wenwei said bashfully.

"Oh, by the way, Wen Wei, how did you get chased by Yang Chen and Shuangxiong?" Ling Yun sweated and quickly changed the topic.

"I'll have to start from the time you left," Yang Wenwei said in detail, his arms wrapped around his knees.

Not long after Ling Yun had left, Yang Wenwei's injuries had actually recovered. Staying in this cave was full of boredom, so Yang Wenwei went to pay respects to her master who died from her injuries. This worshipping didn't matter, but Yang Wenwei had actually discovered the riddle of her life. Her master was none other than her own biological mother. And her master's identity was the first wife of Yang Chenghong's senior, Yang Chenglie.

In other words, Yang Wenwei was actually Yang Chenglie's daughter, who was also Yang Chenglie's niece.

No wonder Master said that the reason why he was called Wenwei was because his mother smelled the scent of Rose when she gave birth to him. He also asked Master how she knew that Master only said that she was there at that time. This was more than being present. So this was the truth.

Yang Chenglie's family, one of Yang Shuangxiong's, had disappeared for no reason half a year ago. Everyone thought that their entire family had disappeared, but Yang Wenwei's mother asked around a lot and finally found out that it was because Yang Chenglie had obtained some treasure and was harmed by a scoundrel.

When Yang Wenwei's mother found out that Yan Shi was the mastermind, she tried to assassinate Yan Shi in the middle of the night.

Although Yang Wenwei didn't know the reason, he knew that Yan Shi was the real culprit behind the murder of his master. Unfortunately, he never thought that Yan Shi would actually have such a unique skill, and if he failed, then the first time Ling Yun saw him being hunted was when he was being chased.

"Later on, when you found out that your father's brother Yang Cheng was in Yangzhou, you went to find him?" Hearing that, Ling Yun frowned.

"Well, how do you know?" Yang Wenwei was shocked.

"And then you discovered Yang's secret of success?" Ling Yun asked again.

"Mmm mmm, I didn't expect him to be the real culprit, this shameless scum!" "But how do you know?" Yang Wenwei gritted his teeth in hatred.

Because of an ancient book, Chen Yunfeng ordered and Yang successfully planned to steal it, but unexpectedly, they were met by Yang Chenglie. Chen Shaoqi accidentally killed Yang Chenglie, afraid that the descendents of the Yang family would find out the truth, and even more so insanely reported the Yang family's conspiracy. Of course, from Yang's successful performance, he was the one who picked the peach.

"Isn't that what they do in TV dramas?" Ling Yun muttered. He was still considering to tell Yang Wenwei the truth, but Yang Wenwei already knew about it. As for the remaining matter, it made sense. Yang Wenwei, who found out the truth, was successfully killed by Yang Hong.

"What?" What did you say? "What kind of TV show?" Yang Wenwei heard Ling Yun's mutterings, but he was still confused.

"Oh, it's nothing. It's all in the past now. Didn't one of the culprits, Yang Chen, already receive his retribution?" Ling Yun consoled. The reason he wanted to kill Yang Chen before was also because of his own considerations.

But on one hand, Yang Cheng was too powerful, and would pose a fatal threat to Yang Wenwei. On the other hand, Yang Cheng was Yang Wenwei's blood uncle, although Yang Wenwei did not have much feelings for his uncle, if he were to die at Yang Wenwei's hands, it would be unavoidable for him to be crowned as someone who committed a heinous crime.

"Un, is what you said true? "Well, I won't be your wife." Yang Wenwei snorted with her face red, but she did not seem to be unwilling at all.

"Ahem, let's talk about the interesting things you saw in the one or two months I was gone." Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat and quickly coughed twice to change the topic. If he continued with the topic, and combined with Yang Wenwei's bashful expression, Ling Yun really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't eat her up.

"Oh," a trace of disappointment flashed past Yang Wenwei's eyes, but she quickly recovered and continued speaking.

He did not know when Yang Wenwei fell asleep either; he only knew that she slept very peacefully. There was a sweet smile on her lips as she slept.