He Lan Tianxia

A thin rope?

Both Murong Junlan and the white-haired woman were stunned for a moment.

"Isn't she that idiot?" The white-haired woman secretly exerted force with both hands.

"Is she Yan'er?" Murong Junlan panicked. In his surprise, he caught a glimpse of the white-haired woman's hidden movements. Murong Junlan pulled out a thin rope and swung it. This was the first time he had used such a long-range fighting technique, a release from his hand, and on a white-haired woman no less. It was extremely risky. If he didn't control it well, the rope would be snatched away. But in front of Yan'er, he wouldn't hesitate to risk his life, let alone the rope.

Seeing the thin rope coming at her, the white-haired woman had no choice but to turn her half-strike palm strike around. With a snap, the rope was sent spinning several times in the air by the woman's palm strike. Murong Junlan was still several hundred paces away, separated by thick branches and leaves. At this moment, the white-haired woman moved her hands again, intending to take the rope into her pocket. Just as she reached out, the mischievous monkey leaped over. It recognized the rope; it seemed to belong to its owner. Its owner wasn't here, and the rope had been thrown away. It figured it could pick it up and stretch its limbs. The monkey stretched out its paw to grab the rope, but a fair, delicate hand snatched it away even faster.

With a hiss, the thin rope flashed past the white-haired woman's back and the monkey's front, and landed in the hand of the woman with the Twin Snow Swords.

At this moment, Yan'er, whose eyes were the only visible part of her head, also tore off her hood, for she saw the thin rope—Murong Junlan's personal item. She shouted loudly in the direction the rope had been thrown:

"Your Highness, I'm here."

"Your Highness, I'm here." As soon as Yan'er finished speaking, the woman with the Twin Snow Swords called out loudly, and then she used the thin rope in her hand to strike Yan'er.

Yan'er originally wanted to use her own thin rope to entangle the thin rope back, but she was a step too slow. Seeing the woman with the double snow sword swing the thin rope towards her, Yan'er immediately swung her rope to meet it.

Yan'er was unaware that she had the face of a woman with two snow swords. The two women fought with all their might. The white-haired woman was amused when she saw this. Two people who looked exactly alike, both wet, and both holding thin ropes at the same time. Hey, this is so much fun! The white-haired woman happily joined the fight. The gorilla, seeing this, also grinned and somersaulted in.

When Murong Junlan arrived, the group was engaged in a fierce fight. Hmm? Two women wielding twin snow swords? Why does his Yan'er also have a fondness for this stuff? Murong Junlan and Jiang He stood aside, unsure what to do. He instructed Jiang He to lure the giant gorilla away while he dealt with the white-haired woman. This white-haired woman had recently gone mad, picking fights everywhere and enjoying herself immensely.

The arrival of the two men immediately calmed the three women, who had been in a state of chaos. Murong Junlan held onto the white-haired woman, who grew increasingly angry. She thought, "We were having a good time, what are you two bastards doing barging in here?" Especially this evenly matched Murong Junlan, who seemed to be constantly opposing her; a slight misstep could put her at a disadvantage. She had witnessed his martial arts skills before; he was a formidable opponent, but also ruthless and decisive. A moment's carelessness could cost you your life, or even your head. Ever since she ate the tortoise pearl, she felt uneasy, constantly needing to fight, and finding it increasingly enjoyable. Before, she was forced to fight; now she sought out fights. She had thought she had refined a longevity elixir, but now it seemed she had refined a fighting elixir. Logically, the elixir was made from tortoise meat; tortoises, those bastards, were known for their slowness and longevity—how could eating it cause any problems?

With a "hiss," a piece of the white-haired woman's robe was torn by Murong Junlan. The white-haired woman dared not be distracted, so she resumed her all-out attack on Murong Junlan.