"Sploosh!"
The incoming person struck Nan Chaoyu hard in the chest with a palm.
This solid blow made a mouthful of blood spurt out of her mouth instantly, and her figure staggered unsteadily.
"Nan Chaoyu!"
Mu Qihan steadied himself and saw this scene as soon as he turned around.
His vision went black involuntarily, and he rushed over in a hurry.
This heart - rending shout cleared Nan Chaoyu's mind for a moment.
She turned her head with difficulty and saw Mu Qihan's flustered expression. She twitched the corner of her mouth.
Since they met again, it was the first time she saw such a vivid expression on this man's face!
How nostalgic it was!
Back on the mountain, this man always looked cold in front of others.
But only she knew in private how mean - spirited he was.
He was a sarcastic, fussy man who even bullied her.
However, after experiencing life and death and meeting again, she finally understood.
She would rather be bullied by him than have him keep a cold and distant attitude towards her.
But it hurt so much!
"Ugh!"
Another big mouthful of blood spurted out.
She was so tired!
She wanted to sleep.
Her eyes slowly closed, and her body went limp uncontrollably!
"Nan Chaoyu, open your eyes for me."
That bright red pool of blood stabbed his eyes fiercely.
Just as he thought he could reach out and pull the person into his arms, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and blocked Mu Qihan.
In just a split - second, Nan Chaoyu's figure disappeared into the lake water and was nowhere to be seen.
"Master Mu, the Wuxiang City and the Holy Light Empire have always been at odds. Now that their legitimate princess is missing, Master Mu should consider the overall situation."
The incoming person blocked Mu Qihan with a palm and landed on one side of the bamboo raft.
Looking closely, one could see that his one foot was lame. It was none other than Xie Zhenming, the third son of the Xie family who had once been chased by the Mysterious Ice Sword.
Mu Qihan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his voice was laced with coldness as he said word by word, "Get out of the way, or I won't spare you."
Xie Zhenming remained unmoved. "I know that Master Mu is proficient in formations and is very familiar with this secret realm. But Nan Chaoyu has been hit by my Soul - Eater Palm and has fallen into the spiritual lake. Her chances of survival are slim. Why does Master Mu bother to waste his effort? How about we join hands?"
"Since you're looking for death yourself, don't blame me."
Mu Qihan released his aura. The Dead Soul Bone Fan slowly rose, and the surrounding mist immediately rushed towards it. The lake water also became more turbulent.
Xie Zhenming's face changed when he saw Mu Qihan releasing his spiritual energy, and his expression became a bit ugly.
He didn't expect that the young city - lord of the Wuxiang City had actually broken through that boundary and advanced to the level of a spiritualist.
But when he glanced at the calm lake behind him, he knew it wasn't the right time yet. He gritted his teeth and decided to face Mu Qihan directly.
Mu Qihan showed no emotion on his face when he saw his action. His eyes were deep and calm, as if he was looking at a dead man!
He waved his hand, and the Dead Soul Bone Fan landed in his hand. He slowly swiped it.
With a momentum that could topple mountains and seas, Xie Zhenming only felt a breath of death rushing towards him. This kind of pressure was even more intense than when he faced the old master of the Xie family.
The pressure of different levels was huge. Even a high - level cultivator had no power to resist in front of a spiritualist.
Just as this blow was about to land on Xie Zhenming, the sea water under the bamboo raft began to churn.
Mu Qihan was caught off guard, and the attack in his hand deviated a bit and hit the water, splashing up a huge wave.
The lake water gradually formed a whirlpool, constantly absorbing the surrounding mist. In just a moment, the mist dissipated completely.
The sky was high and the water was vast, and a faint fragrance of flowers came from around.
Mu Qihan's face changed, and without hesitation, he jumped into the water.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the whirlpool.
This time, Xie Zhenming didn't stop him. Opening the Eye of Death and going in would only mean courting death.
But in just a moment, there was movement in the water again.
The whirlpool that had just started to close slowly opened again and spat out a person.
Then it slowly closed and became calm again.
Xie Zhenming secretly thought it was bad. He lowered his head and just met a pair of emotionless black eyes. His heart skipped a beat.
He turned around and fled.
But a single sentence stopped him in his tracks.
"People of the Xie family!"
The tone was certain, without the slightest hint of doubt.
Xie Zhenming slowly turned around. Although he was very on guard, he also knew that if Mu Qihan really attacked, he might not be able to escape. It was better to stay and reason, maybe there would be a glimmer of hope.
"Master Mu, I'm sure you've heard about the feud between the Xie family and Nan Chaoyu. This matter has nothing to do with the Wuxiang City. Master Mu should not get involved in this mess."
"Are you warning me?"
A strange look flashed in Mu Qihan's eyes, and his fingers twitched.
Seeing his expression, Xie Zhenming secretly prepared himself and directly said, "Although Master Mu has advanced to the level of a spiritualist, there are other spiritualists on the continent. Master Mu should think twice before acting. If you kill me, it's uncertain whether Master Mu can leave the Dream Sea City."
"Do you think you people can stop me from leaving the Dream Sea City?"
Mu Qihan slowly raised his head, and the aura on his body rolled over without reservation, instantly making Xie Zhenming turn pale.
Under this chilling aura, Xie Zhenming didn't dare to say a single threatening word, for fear that the man in front of him would solve him with a single word.
"People of the Xie family who have the guts to provoke me should have the guts to bear the consequences."
Although it was still the same face, Xie Zhenming felt that this Mu Qihan was extremely terrifying, and his aura was extremely intimidating.
At this time, a small, rickety boat slowly floated over from a distance. A person on the boat waved towards them constantly.
"Sir, sir!"
Mu Qihan frowned and looked back.
Xie Zhenming took the opportunity and dived into the lake, not caring whether his spiritual energy would explode in his body.
Getting away from this person quickly was the most important thing.
Mu Qihan heard the sound of someone falling into the water but didn't chase after him.
Xiaotian and the others were very happy at this time. Originally, the thick fog on the way had become thicker and they almost went in the wrong direction.
Unexpectedly, the thick fog suddenly dissipated, and they happened to see the sir.
"Sir, why are you so fast!" Their eyes shifted to Mu Qihan, and they screamed, "Sir, your clothes are wet. What happened? Did you encounter any danger?"
Feng Xiao and Feng Ji only saw Mu Qihan alone. Their hearts sank, and they exchanged a look.
Feng Ji asked, "Sir Mu, where is our master? Weren't you always together?"
Hearing this, Mu Qihan's face darkened. Just as he was about to explain.
Xiaotian suddenly said, "What do you mean? Are you doubting our sir? Our sir is not someone that you two servants can doubt!"
In his heart, no one could talk to his sir like this.
As soon as these words were spoken, both of them looked a bit embarrassed.
Feng Xiao stared at Mu Qihan and asked, "Does what he said also represent your meaning, Sir Mu?"
After saying that, both of them stared at Mu Qihan, waiting for his answer.