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

Murong Qing tried to struggle to stand up, but her body wouldn't obey her commands. She could only lean against Wang Long's chest, panting heavily.

Wang Long looked at Murong Qing in his arms, his throat feeling dry.

"You old fool! What are you looking at! I can't take it anymore!"

Qin Minglan's anxious shouts came from the side.

Wang Long snapped out of his daze and quickly took off his outer robe, draping it over Murong Qing's shoulders.

"Your Highness, please step aside. Leave this to me!"

Wang Long's voice brooked no refusal.

Murong Qing, wrapped in the large outer robe, nodded, staggered back to the courtyard wall, leaned against it, and gasped for breath.

Her face was flushed, her heart was pounding, and her legs tightened.

Murong Qing clutched her chest, muttering to herself.

What's wrong with me?

Wang Long gripped the Heavenly Gang Sword tightly and turned to face the Iron-Backed Demon Bear.

"Little Fairy!"

"exist!"

Xiao Xian'er opened her arms, and nine swords flew out of the sword box, swirling, rotating, and coalescing around her!

The nine swords shone with an ever-increasing, intense light, illuminating the entire courtyard as if it were daytime!

The Ironback Demon Bear seemed to sense the danger. It braced itself on one paw and took a small step back, its massive body flashing with a hint of fear in its red eyes.

But it did not back down.

The malevolent energy had corrupted its mind, leaving it with only the instinct to kill.

"roar!"

The Ironback Demon Bear let out a deafening roar, slammed its single paw into the ground, and charged towards Wang Long with its massive body like a small mountain!

Wang Long closed his eyes.

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

A wisp of silvery-white sword energy separated from the sword embryo and flowed into the Heavenly Gang Sword along the meridians.

The blade of the Heavenly Gang Sword was instantly enveloped in a layer of silvery-white light, which intertwined with the original nine-colored patterns on the blade, forming a strange and dazzling luster.

Wang Long suddenly opened his eyes.

A sharp glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes!

The Great Void Breaking Illusion Sword Technique - Fourth Form!

Break the sky!

A silvery-white sword aura shot out from the tip of the sword, its outer edge wrapped in nine-colored patterns, like a giant silvery-white dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced toward the Ironback Demon Bear!

The sword energy was silent and stealthy, yet it carried a destructive intent that sent shivers down one's spine!

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, a deep trench was plowed into the ground, and blue bricks and stones flew everywhere!

The Ironback Demon Bear instinctively sensed the deadly danger and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The sword energy struck the Ironback Demon Bear squarely in the chest.

puff!

The sword energy pierced through the Ironback Demon Bear's chest and emerged from its back, leaving a bloody hole the size of a bowl on its massive body!

The Ironback Demon Bear let out a mournful scream, its massive body stiffened abruptly, and then it crashed to the ground!

The ground trembled violently, and dust billowed up.

The Ironback Demon Bear lay on the ground, blood still gushing from the bowl-sized hole in its chest, and the red light in its eyes gradually dimmed and finally went out completely.

Its massive body twitched a few times before it completely lost its life.

Wang Long, gripping the Heavenly Gang Sword, stood beside the corpse of the Iron-Backed Demon Bear, panting heavily.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat, and his arms were trembling slightly.

That sword strike almost drained all the spiritual energy from his body.

"Master is so amazing!"

The little fairy floated onto his shoulder, plopped down, and clapped her little hands.

Wang Long grinned and gently rubbed Xiao Xian'er's cheek.

Qin Minglan leaned against the courtyard wall, her almond-shaped eyes filled with the relief of surviving a disaster.

"Old man, that sword strike you just used was really cool! I want to learn it too!"

Wang Long nodded.

"no problem."

Murong Qing, wrapped in Wang Long's outer robe, staggered to Wang Long's side.

"Sir, are you alright?"

She asked worriedly, taking out a porcelain bottle from her bosom and taking out two sixth-grade healing pills.

He handed it to the two of them.

Qin Minglan did not stand on ceremony.

He took the pill and put it directly into his mouth. He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a moment, and his pale face regained some color.

She opened her eyes and looked towards the gate of the Marquis's mansion, her almond-shaped eyes filled with worry.

"I wonder how my sister-in-law is doing..."

Wang Long followed her gaze and looked towards the distant imperial city.

Flames soared into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the roars of spirit beasts and the screams of humans mingled together, echoing through the night sky.

"The First Madam will be alright."

Wang Long comforted him.

Qin Minglan remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, walked to Taxue's side, and mounted his horse.

"Young Miss, what are you doing?"

Wang Long strode over and grabbed Ta Xue's reins.

Qin Minglan looked down at him, her tone firm.

"Old man, I'm going out to find my sister-in-law."

"No!"

Wang Long decisively refused.

"It's too dangerous outside! I promised Madam I would take care of you!"

Qin Minglan's voice rose a notch, and her eyes reddened.

"Old man, I know you're worried about me."

"She's my sister-in-law, one of the closest people to me in this world!"

She paused, her voice slightly choked.

"I can't just stand by and watch her fight so hard outside while I'm stuck in the manor doing nothing."

Wang Long opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but saw the stubbornness and determination in Qin Minglan's eyes.

He knew this girl's personality all too well.

Once a decision is made, nothing can change it.

"Old man, you taught me sword techniques."

Qin Minglan looked at him, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

"I'm already at the fourth rank, and I've even learned your sword technique, so I have the ability to protect myself."

Wang Long was about to say he wanted to go with Qin Minglan, but he was interrupted.

"You will stay in the manor, oversee the residence, and protect Her Highness the Princess."

Qin Minglan glanced at Murong Qing.

"Your Highness is of noble status and cannot afford any mishaps."

Wang Long could only nod.

"Sister Qin, wait a moment."

Murong Qing suddenly spoke, took out two items from her sleeve, and handed them to Qin Minglan.

One was a jade pendant of emerald green, its entire surface emerald green, covered with fine runes, and emitting a faint spiritual aura.

The other item was a pale gold belt with a thumb-sized gem set in the buckle, the gem having a faint, swirling light inside.

"This is......"

Qin Minglan was stunned.

"This protective jade pendant and belt can both withstand a full-force attack from a sixth-rank martial artist."

Murong Qing stuffed all of it into Qin Minglan's hand, not giving her a chance to refuse.

Looking into Murong Qing's clear eyes, Qin Minglan felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

"Your Highness..."

"Here you go, Sister Qin."

Murong Qing smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth.

You must come back safely.

Qin Minglan bit her lip, nodded vigorously, hung the jade pendant around her waist, fastened her belt, and pulled the reins.

"Old man, take good care of Her Highness the Princess and guard the Marquis's residence."

"Wait for me to come back."

She took a deep breath and squeezed the horse's belly.

"Let's go, through the snow!"

With a long neigh, Ta Xue stomped its hooves and transformed into a streak of blue light, rushing out of the Marquis's mansion gate.

Qin Minglan lay on the horse's back, letting the wind tousle her hair.