Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Feng Liuyun was holding a wooden box that was low-key yet luxurious. He carefully took out an exquisite tassel hairpin from it and wanted to give it to Yun Hanqing.

But she coldly rejected him and kicked him out.

Duan Ruoge looked at this scene, a feeling of despair and collapse filled her whole body, and her eyes gradually became crazy.

Feng Liuyun left here feeling disappointed.

Duan Ruoge stared in that direction for a long time until the figure gradually disappeared, and suddenly pulled out the golden hairpin on her head.

She looked at the luxurious gold hairpin in her hand, chuckled twice, and turned to go to a blacksmith shop on the side of the road.

"I want this dagger."

Duan Ruoge fixed his eyes on a sharp dagger and walked out with the dagger in his hand without waiting for the shop owner's consent.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? You're robbing people in broad daylight without paying. Be careful or I'll report you to the police."

"Shut up."

Duan Ruoge turned around and looked at the shop owner, his eyes were so cold and sinister that it made people tremble.

"Trade this."

She casually threw the gold hairpin in her hand onto the table and left again. No one dared to stop her.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, Duan Ruoge walked to the place where Feng Liuyun had just stopped and knocked on the door several times with his hand.

"Who is it?"

A woman's gentle voice came from inside the door.

Duan Ruoge tightened his grip on the dagger.

Perhaps wondering why no one answered the door, the woman's light footsteps gradually approached and the door opened.

Duan Ruoge didn't think much about it. He raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed it into the chest of the woman who opened the door.

"what--"

Feng Liuyun was just about to go back home when his heart suddenly trembled violently, as if something extremely bad had happened.

He had a premonition that something very bad had happened, and he calculated with his fingers, but he could not figure it out.

Feng Liuyun didn't dare to think too much and turned around to find Yun Hanqing.

They passed by a blacksmith shop on the way. The owner was not working in the shop, but was outside looking in the direction of Yun Hanqing's residence, talking about something to the people around him.

"You know what? Just now a crazy woman came and took my dagger and tried to leave. I had to stop her before she gave me a gold hairpin."

"Gold hairpin? Then you won't send it, but you still have to check whether it's real or fake."

"I admit it even if it's fake. You don't know the look in that woman's eyes. It's terrifying, as if she wants to eat someone up."

"I suspect she is planning to do something bad with the dagger. Oh, what if she frames me?"

"Then let's go report it to the police."

Feng Liuyun glanced in that direction.

The gold hairpin in the shop owner's hand was extremely luxurious and it was obvious at first glance that it was definitely not an ordinary item.

The bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, so he quickened his pace and walked to Yun Hanqing's house.

As soon as I reached the door, I found that the door that should have been closed was open.

Feng Liuyun pushed the door open and walked in, and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The dagger held by Duan Ruoge had already stabbed into Yun Hanqing's chest, and the gushing blood flowed out along the dagger.

Seeing Yun Hanqing's pale face, Duan Ruoge revealed a creepy smile. He held the dagger in his hand, and after pulling it out, he wanted to stab him a few more times.

Seeing this, Feng Liuyun's eyes focused, and with a wave, a leaf suddenly appeared in his hand and flew towards Duan Ruoge.

Although it was just a thin leaf, it seemed to have great power, and when it touched the dagger, it bounced it away from Duan Ruoge's hand.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the dagger flew across Duan Ruoge's face, leaving a deep mark.

“Ahhhhhhh, that hurts.”

Duan Ruoge's wrist was hurt by the shock, but that was no match for the excruciating pain on his face.

She screamed in pain.

Feng Liuyun ignored her and ran straight to Yun Hanqing, kneeling on the ground while holding the person who had fallen backwards powerlessly.

"Han Qing?"

Feng Liuyun's mind went blank. With trembling hands he pressed the wound and watched the blood flow out like a fountain.

"Han Qing?"

He called her again. Until now, Feng Liuyun still couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.

"Yes...I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Feng Liuyun's voice trembled as he tried to feel Yun Hanqing's pulse. A tear quietly slipped from his eyes.

Yun Hanqing leaned on him. The lost blood took away her strength. She had never felt so clearly that she was so close to death.

Before he could utter the last words, he closed his eyes and lost all consciousness.

With such a big blood hole and no good way to stop the bleeding, no one thought Yun Hanqing could survive.

Duan Ruoge covered his bloodstained face and laughed wildly:

"Since I can't get you, you can forget about getting her. Hahahahaha."

"You...what are you doing?"

Duan Ruoge was celebrating his actions, but when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened, his mouth couldn't close, and he screamed in horror.

Feng Liuyun raised his hand and took the dagger in his hand. He stabbed it into his chest as if he didn't feel any pain.

The dagger stabbed deeper and deeper, and finally bright red blood flowed along the handle.

The air was guided into flow, and the blood turned into a small "stream of water" and entered Yun Hanqing's mouth.

As the blood flowed more and more, Yun Hanqing's face became more and more rosy. In contrast, Feng Liuyun's lips became paler and his hair faded to silver.

Duan Ruoge was still screaming, and Feng Liuyun thought she was in the way, so he threw the dagger in his hand and the handle got stuck in her mouth.

Although he was not injured, Duan Ruoge was so frightened by the obvious threat that he dared not utter a word.

She staggered to her feet and took one last look over there, meeting Feng Liuyun's cold and emotionless eyes. The bloodthirstiness in his eyes completely swallowed up Duan Ruoge's admiration for him.

She wants to go back to the palace to find her father, the emperor and her mother, but the imperial teacher will not let her go.

Go back to the palace, go back to the palace, go back to the palace and you can protect yourself.

He will not disregard the imperial power.

Duan Ruoge didn't care about the wound on his face and ran out in panic.

There were only two of them left in the huge yard.

Feng Liuyun felt Yun Hanqing's pulse again, and the tense string finally relaxed.

He picked up the sleeping woman and went into the house.

Putting Yun Hanqing on the soft bed, Feng Liuyun sat quietly aside, thinking about how to deal with Duan Ruoge's family.

The princess who is supported by the people has such an unrestrained character. Duan Ruoge should be punished, and her parents should also be punished.

So what if he is the emperor? He is not the only one who can be the emperor in the world.

At this time, the palace.

Duan Ruoge rushed back to the palace and tearfully told her father, mother, and her doting brother the Crown Prince everything.

Naturally, the first thing I get is criticism and scolding, but after all, they are family members whose blood is thicker than water.

The emperor's family is used to being high and mighty and has lost their sense of propriety.

They also thought that if the Imperial Master questioned them, they would lock Duan Ruoge back in the palace as a punishment.

After all, Linyue Kingdom is his world, so what can he do even if he is the only cultivator there?

But he doesn't know that he can hardly protect himself, so what's the point of putting on airs and bullying others?