Chapter 181: Go Back and Find the Young Master

e the ability.Everyone thought they were in for a real treat, but wouldn't you know it, the Princess Nine's gift of a surprise dance performance... was actually a group of men dancing without any clot..."Wind," Chu Qingge drifted softly down from the tree.

Feng Si looked at her, her face unflustered and calm, so shocked that he could barely speak.

"Your light work..."

"Thanks to you!" Indeed, one should express gratitude, but now, is not a good time to speak.

"Run!" Qingge grabbed his hand and leaped to her feet.

The wind howls wherever it pleases. Don't speak too much.

The Third Young Master's martial arts were not inferior to his own. For the Third Young Master to be injured so badly, that person's skill must be absolutely extraordinary.

He also has to protect the princess, he can't leave, or it might be too late.

But unexpectedly, they had only walked a few steps when suddenly, a gust of cold wind hit them from behind!

"It's because I walked too slowly!" Chu Qingge's face darkened slightly, she turned around, and several silver needles shot out.

The black-robed man dodged to the side, and when he looked again, the two of them had vanished a considerable distance away!

This woman's light kung fu skills are astonishing.

Though not the best, one is still far superior to the average person!

Last time I took her, she was crawling all the way up the hillside.

In just half a month, how could there be such significant progress

But to him, it was just child's play.

He followed them at a leisurely pace.

"Windstorm, you're still injured. You want to save her from me Impossible. I advise you to return and let your young master come himself, so as to avoid needless sacrifice."

That voice, deep and resonant, with a powerful undertone, was crystal clear in this mountain forest!

It was as if it were ringing in my ear.

Chu Qingge gasped for breath, almost rolling off the treetop.

Feng gave her a push, letting her continue walking on the tree. But because of this interruption, the two of them were undoubtedly a few minutes slower.

Chu Qingge turned her head to look at him.

Is he still injured When did he get hurt

"It's alright!" Windstorm was behind her again, pushing her with his internal energy.

Chu Qingge's feet quickened, but her body felt somewhat uncontrollable, nearly rolling down several times.

"Windstorm, you are not my opponent. I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Go back and let Windli Night come personally."

The voice behind them was like a shadow, following the two of them relentlessly.

Whether it's Chu Qingge or Feng Si, they both know deep down that the man in black wants to catch up with them, as easy as turning his hand.

Feng Si suddenly gritted his teeth, a soft palm landing on Chu Qingge's body: "Go back and find the young master!"

That palm strike, although carrying heavy true qi, did not harm Chu Qingge at all.

On the contrary, she was quickly sent several feet away.

Following his true qi forward, her speed can also greatly increase in a short time!

But he was already injured, to stay behind on his own...

Chu Qingge was two li ahead, finally dispersing the wind's energy from her own true qi. Turning back, under the vast night sky, she could still distinctly feel two icy auras intertwining within the forest.

Chu Qingge only hesitated for half a second before bending down, drawing out her short sword from her boot, and with a powerful stride, turned back.

Fēng Sì also didn't expect that she would actually dare to come back.

Before he came, he had indeed suffered internal injuries, but after a few exchanges, he was forced to retreat by the man in black.

With a deafening boom, the two people's palms collided.

A surge of blood rushed through my chest, and the Qi within me was disrupted. The opponent's palm strike had sent me flying backwards with incredible force.

The black-robed man was like a ghost, quickly catching up to him. With a palm strike, he aimed for his chest.

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First published on the Chinese Novels Networkdenly raised his hand, his five fingers tightening, gripping her chin firmly!"Let go!" Chu Qingge threw a punch.But don't let him easily press his hand on the low stool.Before this young master, you a...