The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Ye Niannu thought she had misheard.

"My dear, you're only at the peak of the fifth rank, yet you can already tear open space?"

After all, even someone as powerful as a Saint could do very little.

"I have a newly comprehended sword technique; perhaps it can help."

Wang Long didn't explain further, and gripped the Heavenly Gang Sword tightly.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Zhuxian Sword Embryo trembled violently, emitting a sharp sword cry.

Silvery-white sword energy continuously flowed from the sword embryo, flowing into the Heavenly Gang Sword along the meridians.

In his cloudy old eyes, silvery-white light intertwined with gold.

Taixu Breaking Illusion Sword Technique

The Fifth Move!

Breaking Boundaries!

The Heavenly Gang Sword slashed down fiercely!

This sword strike cleaved open the surrounding space.

A dark space is faintly visible.

The walls of that space were covered with strange runes.

Inside the space, the man in black robes sat cross-legged, his hands forming a mudra, and his body was surrounded by a dense aura of malevolence.

Ye Niannu's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

Without the slightest hesitation, she flashed and transformed into a streak of silver-white light, rushing into the crack!

The crack behind her closed a little more, but not completely.

The moment Ye Niannu rushed into the small world, the man in black robes suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief and terror.

"How is this possible?! How could you possibly get in?! This is my private space!"

Ye Niannu was too lazy to waste words with him. She swept her long sword horizontally, and the sharp sword light went straight for the black-robed man's face!

The man in black gritted his teeth and quickly blocked the attack.

clang!

The man in black robes was thrown backward by the shock, spitting out black blood.

He slumped to the ground, his breath so weak it was almost imperceptible.

Ye Niannu gave him no chance to catch his breath.

The longsword thrust out again, aimed at the black-robed man's throat!

A ruthless glint flashed in the black-robed man's eyes. He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The entire space was instantly enveloped in a blood-red mist.

"You want to kill me? Then we'll die together!"

On the empty barrier, the runes began to flash violently, emitting a blinding light.

"He's about to self-destruct his little world!"

Ye Niannu's expression changed drastically.

"Damn it!"

She flashed forward, rushed to the man in black robes, grabbed his collar, and lifted him off the ground.

He severed the arm holding the sword with a single stroke.

"what!"

The man in black robes let out a piercing scream as blood gushed from his severed arm.

Ye Niannu ignored his screams, picked him up, and with a flash, rushed towards the crevice.

The instant she burst through the crack!

Rumble!

The space behind her exploded, turning into countless fragments that dissipated into the void.

Ye Niannu landed on the ruins carrying the man in black robes, panting heavily.

The black-robed man, with one arm missing, lay on the ground, his face deathly pale.

Ye Niannu stepped on his back, her long sword pressed against the back of his neck.

"Run! Why did you stop running?"

The man in black robes lay on the ground, trembling all over.

Ye Niannu raised her head and looked at Wang Long.

"Wang Long, you damned bastard, it's all your fault that you ruined my decades of hard work!"

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

"So noisy!"

Wang Long thrust out the Heavenly Gang Sword, its tip instantly piercing the black-robed man's heart and protruding from his back.

Black blood dripped down the sword, hissing and corroding on the ground.

The man in black robes froze, looking down at the bloody hole in his chest. He opened his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness.

"You...you dare to..."

He screamed hysterically.

"The Puppet Spirit Sect... will not let you get away with this..."

Wang Long looked down at him and sneered.

"Puppet Spirit Sect?"

He drew the Heavenly Gang Sword, and the black blood on the sword was dispersed by the spiritual energy, dripping onto the ground.

"If they dare to come, I'll wipe them all out."

The man in the black robe stared wide-eyed, as if he wanted to say something, but only a muffled gurgling sound came from his throat.

What an arrogant guy!

A mere fifth-rank peak stable boy spouting such arrogant words!

His body began to stiffen, his pupils gradually dilated, and his face was filled with anger and resentment!

Wang Long sheathed his sword and stood there, letting out a long breath of stale air.

Ye Niannu looked at Wang Long, a hint of worry flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The Puppet Spirit Sect is a notorious heretical sect in the Central Region, with numerous powerful members and ruthless and vicious methods.

She secretly vowed to protect Wang Long!

"Phew~ It's finally over."

Qin Minglan was exhausted and plopped down on the ground.

Luo Hanyi also felt tired.

Ye Niannu flicked her finger, and two emerald green pills flew from her fingertips, landing precisely in the hands of Luo Hanyi and Qin Minglan.

"This medicine can heal your injuries and relieve your fatigue."

Luo Hanyi took the pill, looked down, and her pupils contracted slightly.

A seventh-grade elixir?!

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

Luo Hanyi bowed slightly and put the pill into her mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a warm medicinal power flowed down the throat into the limbs and bones, instantly clearing away the minor hidden injuries and blocked meridians in the body, and restoring some of the depleted spiritual energy.

Qin Minglan took the pill, looked at Ye Niannu, and said somewhat awkwardly.

Thank you!

"We're all family, no need to be so polite."

Ye Niannu smiled faintly, displaying the demeanor of an empress.

Qin Minglan ignored Ye Niannu, stuffed the pill into her mouth, puffed out her cheeks, and swallowed it.

Soon, her pale face regained some color.

The wounds on my shoulder and arm are healing quickly, and the new skin is smooth as ever.

"Honey, this is for you~"

Ye Niannu held the pill to Wang Long's lips, giggling sweetly.

Wang Long blushed slightly, looking somewhat flustered.

Ye Niannu is just too alluring.

"Do you expect me to feed you with my mouth?"

Seeing Wang Long's embarrassed expression, Ye Niannu couldn't help but tease him.

"No...no need!"

Wang Long swallowed the pill in one gulp, and accidentally put Ye Niannu's delicate white finger in his mouth.

Ye Niannu let out a soft moan.

"Honey, you really are..."

Wang Long lowered his head and remained silent.

Qin Minglan, standing to the side, grew increasingly angry; Ye Niannu was far too cunning.

She felt that even with her sister-in-law's help, they couldn't outmaneuver Ye Niannu.

I can't beat them in a fight, and I can't out-flirt them!

hateful!

Qin Minglan turned to look at Luo Hanyi and noticed that her sister-in-law's expression was also a bit off.

He immediately began to whisper instigation.

"Sister-in-law, should we go flirt with the old man too?"

Luo Hanyi rolled her eyes at her, annoyed, and started teasing her.

Just then, footsteps came from behind the ruins.

Murong Hao emerged from behind the collapsed palace wall, with Murong Qing following behind him.

She spotted Wang Long standing in the center of the ruins at a glance, and her almond-shaped eyes lit up instantly.

"Uncle!"

Murong Qing completely forgot about her imperial brother and ran towards Wang Long.

She buried her face in Wang Long's arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, and buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.

"Old man, are you alright? Are you hurt? Let this princess take a look."

As she spoke, she reached out to lift Wang Long's clothes to check if he had any wounds.

Wang Long blushed even more at her words and quickly pressed her hand down.

"Qing'er, I'm fine, I'm not hurt at all."

"The enemy has been defeated, and the Great Qian Dynasty is saved!"

"real?"

Murong Qing lifted her head from his embrace, both surprised and delighted.

Wang Long didn't lie to her; Wang Long did it!

Murong Qing stared intently at Wang Long with eyes full of love, unable to resist confessing her feelings.

"Uncle, I like you!"

"This princess really likes you!"