These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

At least the man on the ground could never do that.

Lu Qingyan is now far more outstanding than her former master.

The person lying on the ground was Jiang Cun, bleeding profusely. As the second senior brother, Jiang Cun was the first to fall to the ground. Looking at this scene, he saw the moonlight above the night sky.

He was panting, feeling the emptiness of the cold wind whistling through his chest.

"Senior brother, you can leave. There's no need. Miss Lu doesn't want to kill you."

Wang Qi stood still and glanced down at his junior brother. He did not go forward to help him up, because Wang Qi, who was holding the broadsword, was already exhausted.

Although it seemed that the two of them were attacking Lu Qingyan from both sides with perfect coordination, under the influence of absolute strength, this woman's power was simply beyond their ability to contend with.

Just because of a drop in physical strength, Lu Qingyan had the opportunity to use the Three Immortal Swords.

Jiang Cun then collapsed.

Wang Qi shook his head and said.

"It's meaningless now. For Master, for the sake of Yihua Palace, this is the extent of our sacrifice. We all knew from the beginning that if anyone had to sacrifice, it would be us."

Lu Qingyan looked at Wang Qi while holding her sword.

"Knowing this clearly, why do you still work for the Yihua Palace? You should also know in your hearts that what the Yihua Palace is doing now is to overthrow the entire Immortal Continent. It is not righteous, and the methods are also cruel."

So far, countless innocent people in Guangshenzhou and Yinpingzhou have died as a result of this plan. You originally had a chance to turn back.

Wang Qi smiled and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Lu Qingyan.

"Thank you for your kind advice, Miss Lu. We brothers are not ungrateful. It's just that we have similar experiences. We were both saved by our master when we were on the verge of death. Our lives were saved by our master and we lived for decades longer. So it is only right that we repay him. We have no sense of justice or evil. We only know that we should repay the kindness we have received."

Lu Qingyan didn't say anything more. She knew that these were two young people being toyed with by fate.

They didn't go astray; they were just rescued by the wrong person. But if it weren't for that wrong person, they might have died long ago.

But what meaning does such a life have for them?

Wang Qi lowered his hand, took a deep breath, gripped the broadsword again, and looked at Lu Qingyan.

“Miss Lu, I hope to receive your most triumphant sword strike this time. I will die without regret.”

Lu Qingyan nodded slightly.

Wang Qi summoned the last breath he had left in his body.

His last words were:

Please enlighten me.

The final brilliance of the greatsword seemed to reach for the bright moon in the sky, as if to cleave the night in two. However, Lu Qingyan had already seen through the overwhelming momentum at this moment.

He had no chance; it was just a fleeting moment of brilliance before his death.

Lu Qingyan was not going to break her promise. The moment he rushed over, she slightly raised her arm, looking straight at Wang Qi who was charging towards her, as if he were unstoppable.

Then gently let out a sigh of relief.

Muttering softly.

"Rebirth."

In the instant that Wang Qi's broadsword reached Lu Qingyan, Lu Qingyan's figure disappeared from the spot, but Jiang Cun on the ground clearly saw that Lu Qingyan's body... actually passed by his senior brother.

No, Lu Qingyan seemed to be a phantom, passing directly through Wang Qi's body.

When Wang Qi stopped, Lu Qingyan was already standing behind him.

But the phantom slowly merged with Lu Qingyan!

Jiang Cun, who was already on the verge of death, stared wide-eyed. He didn't understand how this was done, but this scene made him feel as if he had wasted thirty years of practicing swordsmanship.

Because everything before seemed so insignificant compared to his own sword.

They're like white clouds in the sky and grass on the ground—one is like a cloud in the sky, and the other is like weeds on the ground.

A world of difference!

He murmured to himself, "I have no regrets in this life."

Then it slowly closed its eyes, and there was no more life in it.

Wang Qi stood still; he did indeed sense something.

What Jiang Cun saw was actually even more exaggerated.

He felt his meridians and his own energy being completely destroyed in an instant.

He was like a shell, devoid of all these things, consisting only of flesh and bones, staring blankly at the endless night, beneath which countless wildfires were spreading.

They grew more vigorous and excited, their howls shaking the mountains and fields.

He understood that all was lost, and perhaps he had never held out any hope from the beginning. Coming here, to stand before Lu Qingyan, was essentially a death wish.

But this sword strike...

It was as if all their spirit had been worn away.

He was truly convinced, completely and utterly convinced.

He knelt down and then disappeared completely into the dust.

My eyes had actually closed on their own long beforehand.

Lu Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief. This sword strike had taken a huge toll, and even at her current Divine Realm level, she couldn't avoid feeling somewhat weak.

But that doesn't matter anymore. Looking at the direction the fire was spreading, she knew the outcome was already decided.

Lu Qingyan is preparing to go to the front lines again. It may not be necessary, but it's always good to be prepared for any unexpected events.

But as soon as I turned around, I saw a figure that had appeared behind me at some point.

He had a familiar, handsome face, and his black hair was tied up neatly and cleanly.

She has a more upright and tall figure.

And that familiar gaze, and that warm, welcoming smile.

Lu Qingyan did not expect the other party to appear in front of her at this time, so silently that she did not even feel it.

She looked very surprised, her eyes wide open, but in the man's eyes, she looked quite cute.

He said with a smile.

"Master is so amazing!"

It sounded like a sarcastic remark, not a genuine compliment, which seemed to fit the man's personality.

When did you arrive?

Lu Qingyan couldn't blame her, but couldn't help but smile and ask softly.

Wei Tu smiled but did not answer. Instead, he walked towards Lu Qingyan.

In the past, the woman would have already backed down by this time, knowing that nothing good could come of this man approaching.

But this time, as she watched the other person approach, she restrained herself and remained motionless.

She let the other person walk over, then reach out and hug her soft body.

A moment of relief and the joy of his safe return filled my heart.

She heard him whisper in her ear, "Qingyan, I'm back."

Chapter 138 is reassuring.

This momentous event, of paramount importance to the nation, lasted for three full days.

While some are exhausted, others are full of energy.

When someone falls, someone else steps up to take their place.

Human power is only formidable when it is united. Even if you are just a tiny part, when people unite, you become a huge part.

Lu Qingyan did not go back.

It's not that I understand the situation is already settled and there's no need to go back, nor that I want to break away from anyone, nor that I feel I've lost the meaning of life and am therefore wandering aimlessly.

It was all because that boy had returned to his side.

It returned to its side unharmed.

These past few days, they've been together, and neither of them has mentioned going back, as if they've completely forgotten about the chaos and turmoil of war.

The boy would tell her about the things that had happened along the way, and how they would take her through the beautiful mountains and rivers.

I will also take her to the quietest and most peaceful place for a short stay.

Lu Qingyan was naturally curious and asked the other party, "Don't you need to go back? It seems that things over there are not over yet, and there are still many people waiting for your news."

He would then laugh, and his handsome face could make anyone dizzy.

How should I put it? Like the dazzling stars in the sky, they possess a captivating magic.

He was indeed the most handsome man, unparalleled in the world. At least until now, Lu Qingyan had never seen anyone more dazzling than him.

“I know. But the overall situation is settled, so Master doesn’t need to worry about these things now. As for going back, let’s do it in a few days. I remember Master rarely comes out, and I want to spend some time with him.”

In Wei Tu's memory.

Whether in her past life or now, this woman rarely goes out, and mostly not for sightseeing; her life is indeed monotonous.

It's so boring that there seems to be nothing but cultivation.

Wei Tu had felt sorry for this woman more than once, but it seemed there was no better way or opportunity to make it up to her. After all, Lu Qingyan herself was quite stubborn. She didn't seem very interested in traveling and sightseeing; she was just too lazy to go out. Her instinct was to cultivate and practice swordsmanship.

Perhaps I don't even know the root cause or when it will end. I just seem to have developed this habit, or maybe I simply don't know what I can do besides these things.

So Wei Tu made the woman understand what she was capable of doing.

Wandering freely through the mountains and fields, or climbing the majestic peaks of this glorious land, the woman experienced the breathtaking panoramic view from above.

The journey was filled with laughter and conversation.

Lu Qingyan herself didn't realize that she seemed to be smiling more often than before, as if she had let go of something that was still weighing on her heart.

Enjoy the simple, ordinary happiness of being in the mountains and fields with ease.

It rained.