There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

He even picked up a boulder and threw it at Bai Yifei.

Chapter 49: The team is hard to lead.

"Tsk!"

Bai Yifei, who had already spotted the flaw and was preparing to strike, couldn't help but frown as he faced the massive boulder that was about to crash down on him with a powerful gust of wind.

Jiang Mo's phoenix feathers that he released earlier using his skill can be deflected back with the edge of his sword.

But Bai Yifei dared not confront the giant rock that Wushuang Gui had hurled with brute force. In terms of sheer strength alone, even the self-important Wei Zhuang would have to back down in front of Wushuang Gui.

To insist on arguing about who is better in this is tantamount to using one's weakness to attack another's strength.

Bai Yifei hasn't lost her mind.

With a swing of his sword, Bai Yifei cleaved through the wall of fire that Yan Lingji had created, then spun around and retreated several feet. His gaze swept over his opponents, who were standing in three different places, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Things are unexpectedly tricky!

Although he anticipated that Yan Lingji might come to rescue Wushuang Gui after she escaped, in order to lure her into a trap and to hide the fact that he had returned to Xinzheng, Bai Yifei did not mobilize many people to come here, but only one person secretly lurked in the dark.

Sure enough, this group walked right into our trap!

Bai Yifei, who was secretly observing, did notice Jiang Mo quietly sneaking into the mine, but the scene was chaotic at the time, and the other party was incredibly fast, so it was too late to stop him.

Moreover, compared to that unfamiliar guy, Bai Yifei always cared more about Yan Lingji.

Since the other party has taken the initiative to lure us out, let's defeat and take down this greatest danger first, and then capture the guy who has crawled into the mine. Isn't that like catching a turtle in a jar?

That's what Bai Yifei thought.

Things seemed to go as smoothly as he had expected at first. Although Yan Lingji had escaped, her strength had inevitably declined. Even though she had shown new methods, she was still no match for him.

Even if they are willing to fight to the death, there is nothing to fear.

After all, back then, this crazy woman always wanted to drag everyone down with her, but she was still suppressed by him with frost and imprisoned in that ice crystal cage.

Once it can happen, it can happen again.

However, it was just a matter of replicating the victory of that year. This time, Bai Yifei didn't even need the help of the soldiers of Xueyi Fortress. He was confident that he could take down Yan Lingji on his own.

Bai Yifei had a very accurate assessment of Yan Lingji's strength.

However, he greatly underestimated Jiang Mo's strength. He never expected that this guy, whose internal energy seemed to have only just opened up his eight extraordinary meridians, could rescue Wushuang Gui so quickly.

Were the chains used to restrain the Peerless Demon also made of defective products?

As Bai Yifei's gaze swept over the twisted and deformed ends of the chains binding Wushuang Gui's limbs, he couldn't help but curse Emerald Tiger inwardly for being unreliable.

Facing three opponents alone, I'm afraid I can't hold back.

However, the mansion in Xinzheng has been burned down by the other party, and the Gu blood refined by the Blood Transformation Spirit Butterfly is probably gone, not to mention the backlash after fully activating true energy...

That's probably not a good solution.

Before he even made a move, Bai Yifei felt as if his entire body had been plunged into utter cold, and his blood seemed to be freezing and ceasing to flow.

Even knowing it was just an illusion, he still couldn't help but hesitate.

Jiang Mo, on the other hand, was much more decisive. Seeing that Bai Yifei didn't immediately press forward after retreating, he quickly stopped Yan Lingji from counterattacking:

"Don't be impulsive. A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years!"

"Retreat first, just in case there's another ambush here!"

Bai Yifei was rational and clear-headed, and Jiang Moke was not acting rashly either. Having fought against the opponent in the Baiyue Fire Feather instance before, he knew just how terrifying the Blood-Clad Marquis was.

Moreover, that was many years ago.

Jiang Mo dared not make a definitive statement about Bai Yifei's current strength, but the idea that the three of them could defeat him was probably wishful thinking.

After all, although there are many people, they don't have any advantages.

When facing Bai Yifei, Yan Lingji was clearly blinded by hatred. She was very powerful, but often lacked defense and her actions were full of loopholes.

This is a major taboo.

As for Wushuang Gui, although his innate superhuman strength made Bai Yifei dare not confront him head-on, he had been imprisoned for too long and his stomach was still rumbling.

Once Jiang Mo's method of stimulating qi and blood loses its effect, I'm afraid I'll starve to death.

As for Jiang Mo's current strength, let's not even mention it.

Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best. If we don't take advantage of the fact that Bai Yifei is unaware of their true strength, it won't be so easy to escape unscathed later.

Hearing Jiang Mo's loud shout, Yan Lingji was slightly taken aback.

She naturally wanted nothing more than to tear Bai Yifei to pieces, especially since he had come alone without any soldiers by his side.

This is an opportunity that comes along once in a lifetime.

If Yan Lingji were here alone, she would definitely fight to the death, even if it meant burning the last drop of blood in her body, she would drag her opponent down to hell.

But now Jiang Mo is right there beside him.

Besides the deep-seated hatred, Yan Lingji had something else on her mind.

She glared at Bai Yifei resentfully. Although she was unwilling, Yan Lingji did not utter a word in rebuttal. She simply pursed her lips and covered the three of them as they retreated.

"Oh, you're leaving so soon?"

Seeing that the three people opposite seemed to be retreating, Bai Yifei raised an eyebrow, wondering if this was a trap. Instead of rushing to stop them, he spoke softly, like a host seeing off guests:

"Not going to stay any longer?"

"I have prepared a very special gift for you two distinguished guests. It would be rather impolite of you to leave without even glancing at it."

Bai Yifei raised his hand and made a gesture.

Its body was shattered by the ice cloak that had originally formed, turning into a sky full of frost and snow, which reflected a dreamlike, crystalline glow under the firelight.

This was clearly not the gift Bai Yifei had mentioned.

It's just a signal.

Immediately after the signal was given, prepared soldiers peeked out and vigorously pushed a dark coffin toward the edge of the cliff.

"Since our distinguished guest is unwilling to grace us with their presence, what use is there in keeping them here?"

With each word Bai Yifei uttered in a chillingly cold voice, the dark coffin was pushed further and further away from the edge of the cliff, seemingly about to be pushed off and smashed to pieces.

"asshole!"

Gazing at the familiar coffin, Jiang Mo hadn't quite figured it out when Yan Lingji, who had been trying to suppress her hatred, stormed out in anger.

"Come back, don't be impulsive!"

Jiang Mo was startled and shouted angrily, reaching out to pull Yan Lingji back. However, the latter only paused slightly upon hearing this, but still rushed towards the coffin without turning her head.

The previously hesitant Wushuang Gui, seeing Yan Lingji's actions, followed without hesitation.

Jiang Mo cursed inwardly, but he couldn't stand by and watch Yan Lingji go unpunished. Even though he knew he had fallen into her trap, he still had no choice but to rush forward.

"Oh."

With a light laugh, Bai Yifei leaped out, stepping on the sprawling, menacing ice. His longsword unleashed a chilling sword aura, stopping Yan Lingji from soaring into the sky.

"Go away!"

With her eyes fixed on the coffin, Yan Lingji waved her hand without hesitation, scattering fireflies across the sky. Amidst the explosions, she tried to shake off Bai Yifei and rush towards her target.

But how could Bai Yifei do as she wished?

He would only entangle her without using any deadly moves, thus wearing down Yan Lingji's power so that even if she wanted to launch a desperate counterattack, she would be powerless to resist.

The plan is perfect.

However, Jiang Mo stirred things up. The thin, sharp blade that fluttered in the wind like a feather seemed to pose little threat, but its target was always Bai Yifei's vital points.

It is also shrouded in all sorts of bizarre witchcraft and sorcery.

This made the latter dare not easily ignore it.

He wanted to deal with this kid first before focusing on Yan Lingji, but the opponent was exceptionally agile and swift, not someone he could easily defeat.

If you get too distracted, Yan Ling Ji might escape.

It's like having mosquitoes and flies buzzing around you when you're trying to overcome a difficult problem—extremely annoying and incredibly frustrating.

Under Jiang Mo's repeated shouts, Yan Lingji regained some of her senses.

They consciously cooperated with him to deal with Bai Yifei, making it harder for the latter to find a weakness, and for a time, they were unable to defeat the two people in front of them.

The situation here remains tense and unresolved.

But the soldiers who received Bai Yifei's signal were focused on pushing the dark coffin in front of them toward the edge of the cliff.

There's no need to fully roll it out at all.

With most of it hanging in mid-air, the heavy coffin began to sway precariously due to its own weight. Exhausted and panting soldiers impatiently kicked it again, causing it to fall completely to the ground.

"Go away!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Yan Lingji's eyes widened in fury. The rage in her heart fueled her power, transforming it into a roaring inferno that instantly obliterated everything within three feet of her.

The corpses of the soldiers who had already died and fallen to the ground were instantly turned into charcoal.

Even the armor on their bodies melted into molten iron, flowing into the dry, cracked cracks in the ground.

Bai Yifei dared not withstand the expected outburst head-on. He held his two swords in front of him and retreated to absorb the force of the oncoming heat wave, circulating his true energy to resist the burning sensation caused by the high temperature.

Even so, the two swords in his hands still turned a blazing red.

It almost burned his palm so badly that the skin on it was torn open, making it impossible for him to hold it any longer.

Even Jiang Mo, who was not Yan Lingji's target, was affected. As he staggered backward, the witch spirit curses surrounding him faded considerably, revealing his disheveled figure as he hurriedly extinguished the flames on his body.

As Bai Yifei retreated, she subconsciously glanced at Jiang Mo.

That was originally a habitual sweep, intended to gather more information about the enemy, thereby achieving the strategic principle of "planning before acting."

But when his gaze fell upon the strand of white hair on the other person's forehead, he couldn't help but pause in surprise.

Many memories that had become blurred resurfaced from the depths of my heart.

My gaze followed the downward flow and met those deep, dark eyes, which seemed like an unfathomable vortex.