The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

Su Jiyu untied the chains on Mu Qingcheng. A ghost rushed over and raised a scimitar to chop down. Su Jiyu quickly blocked it with his sword and shouted to Mu Qingcheng, "Miss Mu, please leave here quickly."

Mu Qingcheng was unwilling to leave. She hugged Yun Qing and tried desperately to pry Jiuyou's hands apart.

"Let him go, let him go..."

At this moment, Mo Yu led the black-armored army up to the city wall. He was instantly shocked by the scene before him: his master was actually being strangled!

Mo Yu swung the sword in his hand without hesitation and slashed at Jiuyou. In an instant, a group of ghosts gathered quickly like ghosts, blocking the black armored army's path.

These black-armored soldiers were elite warriors who had fought with Yun Qing through countless battles, emerging from battlefields ravaged by blood and corpses. They were naturally formidable against ordinary enemies, but the ghosts who stopped them were all top-tier masters in the martial arts world. They were powerless to resist, and only Mo Yu could defeat his master.

His handsome face, like that of a Nine Netherworld god, was now twisted into a hideous shape by his madness. His pale hands gripped Yun Qing's neck, and no matter how Mu Qingcheng tore and slapped him, it was useless.

Yun Qing's face turned increasingly purple, as if life was slipping away from him bit by bit.

"Mo Yu... hurry up, take her away...!" Yun Qing used up his last bit of strength and squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

When Mo Yu heard his master's order, his heart was broken and he didn't know what to do.

"No, I won't leave! Yunqing... wuwuwu, wuwuwuwu..." Mu Qingcheng had burst into tears without knowing when.

The two faced each other, and she watched helplessly as Yun Qing was about to die at Jiuyou's hands, unable to do anything. Facing such a powerful and insane Jiuyou, Mu Qingcheng felt unprecedented despair and helplessness. Instinctively, she bit Jiuyou's arm fiercely, and her mouth was instantly filled with the taste of blood.

Jiuyou's crazy eyes gradually became clearer, and the hand that was holding Yunqing's neck also relaxed a little.

"Zhixi! Why?"

Jiuyou's gaze fell on Mu Qingcheng, his eyes were complicated, and no emotion could be seen on his face.

Mu Qingcheng acted completely on instinct just now. There was still blood on the corner of her mouth, and she was extremely panicked.

Yun Qing took the opportunity to catch his breath for a moment. At the moment when Jiuyou was stunned, Yun Qing quickly chopped Jiuyou's chest with both palms. The palm wind was whistling with a fierce momentum.

Jiuyou obviously hadn't anticipated Yunqing's next attack, and he didn't dodge. With a dull thud, Jiuyou, possessing deep internal energy, merely retreated a few steps.

Yun Qing grabbed Mu Qingcheng's hand and retreated more than ten meters to escape Jiuyou's attack range. This was already his limit.

Seeing this, Mo Yu immediately called for the Dragon Shadow Guards to gather together and rush towards Jiuyou. It was finally time to serve as a meat shield for the master, and try to delay a little longer!

Su Jiyu was responsible for dealing with the ghosts that wanted to come forward.

"Master! Take Master Mu away!"

The Dragon Shadow Guards surrounded Jiuyou. Even though they knew they were no match for Jiuyou, they could not lose their momentum even if they lost the fight.

At this moment, a sudden, violent wind blew up, rapidly forming a massive vortex around Jiuyou. This vortex continued to expand, blinding the Dragon Shadow Guards, yet none of them retreated. Along with the gust of wind came a bone-chilling chill that sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

What is even more shocking is that large flakes of snow are falling from the sky. This sudden snow scene does not bring people any joy, but instead makes people feel an inexplicable fear.

"The situation changed so quickly...?"

Mu Qingcheng stretched out her hand to catch the falling snowflakes, but before she could finish her words, the Dragon Shadow Guards closest to Jiuyou were swept into the vortex of wind and snow.

The snowflakes in the vortex quickly condensed into countless dense, sharp ice blades. The Dragon Shadow Guards who were caught in the vortex were hit by the ice blades if they were slow to react, as if they wanted to tear them apart. The quick-reacting ones swung their swords to cut the flying ice blades, but unfortunately, they couldn't open their eyes. The ice blades were extremely fast, and they still scratched their bodies with blood.

"Could this be the ninth level of the Frost-Slashing and Snow-Breaking Sword Qi Art?"

Yun Qing stood in the distance, staring blankly at the cloud of snow and mist, horrified. Witnessing this horrifying scene firsthand, he truly realized how vulnerable his own martial arts were. The power of the Frost-Slicing and Snow-Breaking Sword Qi Art was truly astonishing.

Seeing this scene, Mu Qingcheng couldn't believe what she saw! How on earth could this be done? This is unscientific, very unscientific. How could humans control the weather?

"Oh no! Jiuyou is about to use his ultimate move. Nuannuan, hurry up and go back to the bamboo forest. It's safer there." Yun Qing was also a little panicked at this time. He had a bad premonition that all of them might die here today, but he still hoped that Mu Qingcheng could leave safely.

“It’s too late…!”

Before Mu Qingcheng could finish her words, she could only hear continuous screams, and the white snow mist gradually turned blood red.

Yun Qing was extremely anxious. He could not ignore his Dragon Shadow Guards, nor could he watch them all die here.

Yun Qing took a last look at Mu Qingcheng. This moment might be their farewell. This moment came too quickly and he had no time to hesitate.

"Nuannuan! Please, let's go!" After saying that, Yun Qing resolutely picked up the Qingcheng Sword and stepped into the snow fog.

"Yun Qing, Yun Qing..."

Mu Qingcheng was very anxious and stretched out her hand to grab him, but unfortunately her movements were not as fast as Yun Qing's. She could only watch Yun Qing enter the blood mist.

Su Jiyu rushed to Mu Qingcheng, covered in blood: "Miss Mu, come with me quickly, I will clear the way for you. Quick..."

Mu Qingcheng stood motionless outside the blood mist, listening to the miserable screams from inside. Even though the sounds were so close, she could not see anything.

"Miss Mu, hurry up...!"

Su Jiyu anxiously grabbed Mu Qingcheng's arm and wanted to take her away.

Mu Qingcheng suddenly seemed to have made up her mind. She shook off Su Jiyu and rushed to the blood mist. She let the wind and blood hit her face and refused to retreat.

No one here is a match for Jiuyou. Yunqing and the others are doomed to die. Perhaps only she can save Yunqing and Mo Xiaohei and the others inside.

"Jiuyou, I'm Zhixi! Can you hear me? I want to go with you. Let's leave here together... okay? Please come out!... Let's go see the mountains, the sea, the sunrise and the sunset together... Let's go horseback riding on the grasslands outside the Great Wall together... Let's go climb the snow-capped mountains together... okay..."

In the eye of the wind, Jiuyou sat cross-legged, his body covered in a thick layer of frost. His black clothes had turned white, blending in with his snow-white hair. He heard Mu Qingcheng's call!

At the same time, Yun Qing, who was fighting for his life in the snow and fog, also heard Mu Qingcheng's words. Every word she said made him feel like his heart was being cut by a knife.

"...Jiuyou, come out and take me away! Otherwise, I will never talk to you again..."

Before he finished speaking, the wind and snow suddenly stopped. The ice blades stopped in mid-air and then fell to the ground with a crackling sound. The snow mist dissipated, and the several people in the vortex were revealed.

They were all covered in blood, especially Yun Qing, whose red clothes were stained red. He knelt on one knee, the Qingcheng Sword supporting him from falling. The others lay on the ground, their lives or deaths unknown. Only Mo Yu lay beside Yun Qing, half of his body propped up and still relatively conscious.