He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

"I'm so sorry, Fellow Daoist Qi. We agreed to set off as soon as we handed in the mission, but I didn't expect to be delayed by two or three days..."

"No problem, it's a good opportunity to visit the festival. By the way, Fellow Daoist Leng, did you go to see the festival lantern display yesterday?"

They returned to the Wu family early yesterday morning, and then stole a cow in the middle of the night, so they naturally missed the lantern festival. Leng Huan and Fu Xun exchanged a glance, and she shook her head: "No, something came up yesterday... Did you go see it?"

Leng Huan silently covered her face in her heart. She probably knew that Qi Ruxing had recognized her identity, which was why she approached her without any restraint, even grabbing her hand...

Okay, she knows. Could her husband know too? Glancing furtively at Fang Shendu, seeing his composed expression as usual, Leng Huan wasn't sure if he knew. Qi Ruxing probably wouldn't have told him this, right? Are they that close?

These past few days, Fang Shendu seems to be getting better and better; he doesn't look like he has an incurable disease.

Leng Huan was pondering things in his mind when he heard Fang Shendu's gentle voice ask, "I wonder where this Senior Leng is from? Judging from your voice, you seem to be from the Beijun area."

The group was about the same age, and Fang Shendu was at the Qi Refining stage. He politely addressed Leng Huan and the other man as seniors.

Upon hearing this, Leng Huan nodded: "I come from the north. Young Master Fang, please address us as fellow Daoists along with Fellow Daoist Qi..." Otherwise, it would feel like he was of a different generation than Qi Ruxing.

Fang Shendu readily agreed. In fact, he did not know Leng Huan's identity. Qi Ruxing would not speak carelessly to him about these things. After the City Lord's Mansion, Leng Huan bought a concealing magic artifact to wear, which could blur her figure, so that she looked like a handsome young man to others.

Fang Shendu's cultivation level was too low to see through her, and he was still wondering who she really was. At present, the scene in his dream did not seem to have appeared.

Originally, Yin Xun appeared and even went through a kidnapping and escape with Qi Ruxing. He thought he had woken up too late and couldn't change the fact that Qi Ruxing had inexplicably fallen in love with someone surnamed Yin. In the end, he needed to sever his emotions to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness and challenged Yin Xun, only to be killed by Yin Xun's sword.

But now everything seems to be in chaos. The man surnamed Yin did not become a disciple of the Huanyue Immortal Sect, but instead went to the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

Moreover, he sent a message to Qi Ruxing in advance promising not to be a burden to her, successfully preventing Qi Ruxing from running away from the wedding banquet... It seems that everything has been successful so far.

Coming to his senses, Fang Shendu reached under the table and grasped Qi Ruxing's hand tightly. No matter what, it was all just a dream, and he would not let her go so easily again.

It's good that the person he lost in his dream is still by his side.

Qi Ruxing glanced at him questioningly, then awkwardly tried to pull her hand away. When she couldn't, she gave up. Hearing Leng Huan say that they planned to go to Dongting Prefecture, the group prepared to part ways.

"Fellow Daoist Leng, then we will go to Huanyue Immortal Sect first, and contact us again when you arrive."

She stood up, cupped her hands in farewell, and said, "Farewell."

Fang Shendu followed her, bowing to Leng Huan and his wife in farewell. The couple went downstairs, and a moment later, Leng Huan, peering out the window, saw them walk out of the teahouse. She called out, "Fellow Daoist Qi, take care! See you again someday!"

Hearing the sound, Qi Ruxing turned around, waved to her, gave her a gentle smile, and then left hand in hand with Fang Shendu.

The two of them stood out in the crowd like elegant orchids and jade trees. For convenience, Qi Ruxing dressed as a young lady, but she did not try to hide it. At a glance, people could tell that she was a graceful fairy.

Leng Huan waited until they had completely disappeared into the crowd before turning away. When she turned around, she met Fu Xun's gaze and was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"fine……"

Fu Xun was a little puzzled. Fang Shendu seemed very eager to find out Leng Huan's identity. He frowned slightly and said, "Brother Huan, let's go too."

"Okay, let's go!"

.

Dongting Prefecture is dotted with lakes and marshes. Outside the prefectural city is a wide lotus lake, where, in the warm summer, the lotus leaves stretch to the sky and the lotus flowers reflect the rosy clouds in the wind, creating a magnificent scene.

But at this time of year, the lake is filled with only withered lotus leaves and reflections on the water, a desolate scene of a lone egret flying in the cold, misty waves, and a bright moon hanging high in the sky. Suddenly, a gray figure swiftly stepped across the lake, and the bright moon in the water rippled in fragments.

Just then, two more black figures came chasing after them, skimming across the lake like dragonflies touching the water.

A clear, angry voice came from behind: "Halt! You old scoundrel Yin Yi, prepare to die!"

Leng Huan drew his sword and gave chase.

They arrived at Dongting this afternoon and went directly to Fengsheng Tower to search for their enemy's whereabouts. They finally caught him in a teahouse, but when he saw that one of them was a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, he ran away without saying a word!

Fu Xun looked vastly different from how he looked a few years ago. The man didn't recognize him, but seeing that they were there with ill intentions, he knew that they were there to seek revenge because he had too many enemies. He immediately ran for his life.

Leng Huan and her companion had been chasing him all afternoon. Now the moon was rising in the east, and they had even reached this lake, but they still hadn't caught up. She finally understood how this person could live for so long—had he maxed out all his escape skills?!

However, Fu Xun was also mindful of Leng Huan and did not pursue him with all his might.

Grass!

She's learned something! She'll definitely learn a top-notch lightness skill in the future!

While he was thinking, Fu Xun had already leaped several feet away. The gray-robed Taoist Yin Yi finally stopped on a pavilion in the lake. There were no connecting corridors around it, only the lonely pavilion standing in the water.

Yin Yi laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, why are you two chasing me? Hmph! With my superb movement technique, you won't be able to catch me so easily!"

Fu Xun stopped at the end of the connecting corridor a few feet away, his eyes slightly narrowed. It's good that he's stopped.

He didn't answer the man, but coldly said, "If you're so confident, why did you run away? Don't you dare fight me face to face?"

Yin Yi, being a seasoned veteran, was naturally unmoved by his provocation and snorted coldly, "I can't beat you, but neither of you should even think about catching me!"

"Pah! You old codger, don't run away if you dare!" Leng Huan landed next to Fu Xun and cursed, "You cowardly old thief who bullies the weak!"

"Hehehe..." Yin Yi laughed loudly, but halfway through his laughter, a curved sword aura suddenly appeared in front of him, carrying a sharp killing intent!

Yin Yi's old face hardened, and with a somersault, he leaped into the air to dodge the attack. With a "bang," the roof of the pavilion in the lake was blown off.

Knowing that Fu Xun was not to be underestimated, he remained calm on the surface, but inwardly he became vigilant. Even from six or seven zhang away, he could feel how sharp the sword energy Fu Xun unleashed was!

Fu Xun raised his sword high with both hands, and without turning his head, called out to Leng Huan, "Brother Huan, use water magic to block his retreat..."

Leng Huan understood: "Alright, let's take revenge together..."

The Waterfall of Heaven is a perfect natural setting for Leng Huan, with its water and water-based spiritual roots. If Leng Huan's cultivation had reached the Golden Core stage, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she could create a water dragon emerging from the abyss. However, with her current cultivation level, she can only exert all her strength to build a water wall several meters high!

And you only have one chance!

Fu Xun also only had one chance to make a move, otherwise the person would escape again!

His eyes flashed, and his spiritual power gradually gathered into a huge sword shadow with purple arcs of light. His aura was fierce, and his sword could shake a thousand mountains!

Leng Huan gave a low shout: "Water, rise!"

Ah!!! I'm going all out!

He shouted in his heart, his hands quickly forming hand seals, gathering all the spiritual power in his body.

Under the moonlight, a sudden roar of water erupted, the calm lake surface began to tremble, and a waterfall several meters high rose abruptly, carrying immense force as it gradually encircled the gray-robed Taoist on the ruins of the pavilion. Yin Yi was immediately startled and hurriedly drew his sword, intending to unleash all his strength to break through the waterfall and carve a path. The blue light on the blade of his sword shone brightly as he shouted:

"break!"

With a single swing of the sword, the blue sword light collided with the overwhelming waterfall of water, creating a deafening roar. The waterfall was actually cleaved open! Instantly, water sprayed everywhere, the lake surface trembled, and shockwaves began to spread outwards from the center of the impact!

Yin Yi was overjoyed and was about to gather his energy and fly out on his sword when Fu Xun's sword, which was ready to strike, came crashing down on his head!

It arrived in an instant like a giant dragon, its momentum overwhelming.

Yin Yi felt a wave of warm air rushing towards him. Overwhelmed by this overwhelming aura, he almost gave up resisting. In the next instant, he gritted his teeth and desperately blocked with his sword...

boom! ! !

In that instant, as the water surged, the lake was split open by the sword energy, creating a chasm that then closed again in an instant. The ruins of the pavilion vanished completely. Yin Yi had been cleaved into the waterfall by a sword, then flew backward, spitting blood as he flew, and finally crashed into the lake dozens of feet away in a parabolic arc and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh...huh..."

His breathing became violent and he could no longer hold on. He lowered his hands and collapsed backward with a thud, gasping for breath.

Mom!

— My spiritual energy is completely depleted, and I feel like my body has been hollowed out!

. . .