Chapter 366: Unbearable!

Chapter 366: Unbearable!

On the third day of the New Year, the weather was clear and sunny.

The warm winter sun shone upon the martial arts arena in Northwind City.

Today, the Pine Forest was not as crowded as one would have imagined.

The spectators in the forest were mostly dressed in white martial arts attire, clearly disciples of the Northwind Sect.

Although the arena was located in the outer city, where tourists could come to play and take pictures, the Northwind Sect had already sealed off this area.

Deng Yutang and Bai Man Ni were still brought in by Hu Jiaojiao.

"Sister Hu, is that Liao Senior over there?" Bai Man Ni asked in a low voice, gazing towards the center of the arena.

This arena was the largest one in the martial arts arena.

Strictly speaking, this place was a training ground, not a sparring arena.

At different times of the day, there would be different batches of nearly a thousand Northwind disciples practicing their sword techniques within the arena.

This was enough to show the vastness of the arena.

"Hmm," Hu Jiaojiao replied, her eyes showing a hint of complexity.

In the center of the vast arena stood a woman.

She wore a white robe and was about one meter and sixty centimeters tall. Although she was in her forties, her hair was already white and disheveled.

Occasionally, the cold wind would blow, lifting her slightly messy long white hair, revealing her stiff facial features.

Her gaze was cold and devoid of any human emotion.

Beside her, a thin and long ring-handled saber was stuck in the snow.

The woman and the saber stood motionless, yet their formidable aura was enough to intimidate the entire arena.

Northwind Disciple Liao Wushuang!

Bai Man Ni, far in the Pine Forest, couldn't help but shiver and tightly held onto Deng Yutang's arm.

Today, the temperature in Northwind City had warmed up, and the sun shone brightly.

But the white-haired woman in the center of the arena seemed to be in opposition to the heavens, making the entire area cold and piercing.

Deng Yutang's expression grew more and more unpleasant.

How could such a cold and ruthless person possibly hold back?

The corpses of the demons killed by that ring-handled saber were probably piled up like mountains.

For someone like her, killing a person was as common as everyday life.

"You two can watch from here, but don't wander around, or you'll be driven out," Hu Jiaojiao said, spotting several figures in the distant forest and immediately walking towards them.

Deng Yutang hurriedly said, "My sister..."

Hu Jiaojiao paused, "Don't worry, Lu Ran is with her."

Bai Man Ni rolled up her sleeves, revealing an expensive ladies' watch on her wrist.

It was 7:40.

This watch was a birthday gift from Deng Yutang.

Every time Bai Man Ni looked at the watch, she felt a sweetness in her heart.

But at this moment, the precise movement of the second hand seemed like a countdown to death.

All the sweetness and love she felt vanished, replaced by fear, worry, and resistance that flooded her mind.

Bai Man Ni pulled down her sleeve, covering the watch, and said, "Lu..."

"What?" Deng Yutang looked down at his girlfriend.

Bai Man Ni buried her face in Deng Yutang's chest, her voice small and muffled, "Lu Ran is with her."

"Hmm," Deng Yutang replied softly, nodding.

The night before, Lu Ran had returned to the inn, but only to pick up his luggage and not to rest in the room.

Deng Yutang had sent many messages but received no replies.

Unable to resist, he called, only then did he learn that Lu Ran had spent the night at Deng Yuxiang's place.

Lu Ran,

This legendary figure renowned throughout Great Xia, his good brother,

should be able to help his sister, right?

By this time, Lu Ran had become Deng Yutang's only hope.

And the person that Young Master Deng had been thinking about was still at Deng Yuxiang's residence.

In the simple yet tidy living room.

Deng Yuxiang stood in front of the full-length mirror, carefully adjusting her shirt collar.

Not far behind her, Lu Ran sat on the sofa, quietly keeping her company.

The River Realm Body was indeed terrifying.

Deng Yuxiang had only taken a hot bath, had some tea and snacks, and slept under Lu Ran's protection.

Her vitality had already returned.

Her lips were once again rosy, and her face looked radiant.

But in Lu Ran's eyes, she still hadn't fully recovered to her best state.

After three rounds of sparring,

Three rounds of all-out crushing had indeed taken a toll on this Camellia.

"Are you tired?" Deng Yuxiang suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Lu Ran snapped back to attention.

Deng Yuxiang adjusted her shirt collar and slightly shook her head, then ran her hand through her slightly curly long hair:

"You've been sitting there all night, haven't you?"

"I wasn't just sitting, I've been bonding with Little Fiery Phoenix," Lu Ran picked up the Fiery Phoenix Pattern Gourd beside him.

Like Falling Immortal Mountain, Northwind City was filled with dense divine energy.

That night, Lu Ran used the Fiery Phoenix Pattern Gourd to absorb a lot of energy.

Hmm, it was enough to fill his head.

Deng Yuxiang bit the hair tie on her wrist and gently pulled it off, then raised her hand to gather her long hair, as if she was about to tie it into a high ponytail.

As she raised her hand, her graceful figure was fully revealed.

With the hair tie in her mouth, her words were slightly muffled, "If you're tired, you can rest here.

After the battle, I'll come back to find you."

Lu Ran averted his gaze, not responding, but instead weighing the exquisite gourd in his hand:

"Poor Little Fiery Phoenix, without a sense of smell, can't even smell the camellia fragrance~"

The golden phoenix pattern on the red jade gourd glowed for a moment.

It was unclear whether it was expressing dissatisfaction or simply providing feedback to its owner.

Deng Yuxiang looked at the mirror, where Lu Ran was smiling at her tall and graceful figure, "You want me to sleep now, when the battle is about to begin?"

Deng Yuxiang tied her hair without expression, "I'll be back.

Lu Ran slightly averted his gaze, looking at the woman's eyes in the floor-length mirror:

"Don't forget what I brought with me."

Deng Yuxiang paused in her movements: "What?"

Lu Ran replied with a hint of annoyance: "Don't you remember the night we parted ways on the rooftop by the banks of the Wu Lie He River?"

Deng Yuxiang fell silent, recalling that warm, gentle breeze-filled night.

She also remembered the persistent boy who repeatedly requested to come and watch the battle.

His urgent voice still echoed in her ears:

"Before your challenge, remember to let me know so I can watch you!"

"If you win, I'll celebrate with you. If you lose, I'll be there to collect your body."

"We agreed that you'd definitely tell me in advance!"

As Deng Yuxiang thought about it, her expression softened, and a slight smile lifted the corners of her mouth.

Lu Ran nodded: "It seems you've remembered."

Only the warm memories of the past could bring a faint smile to Deng Yuxiang's face at this moment.

"Hmm," Deng Yuxiang continued to tie her hair.

Lu Ran smiled and asked, "So, what did I bring with me?"

Deng Yuxiang finished tying her high ponytail, revealing her captivating beauty.

She reached out to her side, and the Night Slash Great Saber flew towards her from the side.

"Slap!"

"What did you bring?" Deng Yuxiang said casually, firmly grasping the hilt.

The camellia flowers gradually bloomed, and her aura surged.

She was both beautiful and awe-inspiring.

Lu Ran shrugged: "I brought with me the heavens and earth by the banks of the Wu Lie He River.

I brought the crescent moon in the night sky that night.

I brought the surging waters of the Wu Lie He River.

I brought everything from our homeland to come and watch you."

Deng Yuxiang's expression changed slightly as she looked at the young man in the mirror.

Lu Ran's smile was radiant: "Our homeland will surely bless you."

It definitely will, I promise.

Because in this icy land of the Northern Territory, beside the martial arena where a life-and-death battle was about to take place,

I am

the Rain Alley.

Your homeland.

"Tap, tap"

Deng Yuxiang took a step forward, and the sound of her leather boots hitting the ground echoed softly.

Finally, a complete and gentle smile appeared on her face.

Just like in her memories.

Her eyes were slightly moist, truly touching her heart.

After such a long period of suppressed life, her body and mind, soaked in frost and snow, quietly warmed up.

Lu Ran nodded inwardly, feeling satisfied.

Her eyes were brighter than before.

The charm from the past returned to her a little.

"Get up," Deng Yuxiang said softly, setting the Night Slash Great Saber aside.

Lu Ran stood up immediately.

Deng Yuxiang tightened the white down jacket on Lu Ran's body, her movements gentle as she zipped it up for him.

The suitcase nearby quietly opened.

The Radiant Blade and Night Silence Sword flew out with their sheaths, attaching themselves to Lu Ran's back.

Deng Yuxiang didn't pay much attention to the divine weapons. She raised her hand and lightly ruffled Lu Ran's hair.

Lu Ran immediately felt the force from her hand on his head.

It was an unfamiliar yet familiar sensation.

Lu Ran lowered his head in cooperation.

A light kiss landed on his hair.

"You're taller than me now," Deng Yuxiang loosened her grip, allowing Lu Ran to lift his head.

Her gaze was gentle as she looked at the tall and robust young man before her.

Lu Ran smiled, looking proud.

Deng Yuxiang smiled as well, casually waving her hand and dragging the Night Slash Great Saber as she walked towards the door: "Let's go!"

Lu Ran quickly picked up the knitted scarf and hat, following her.

Deng Yuxiang's residence was within the martial arena, and just outside was the pine forest.

She dragged the long Night Slash Great Saber as she strode through the forest.

With each step, her aura grew stronger.

Lu Ran, standing behind her, calmly tied his scarf, sensing the martial artist's rapidly increasing power.

Along the way, the Northwind disciples, dressed in white martial uniforms, displayed various expressions.

They watched the woman in a thin white shirt and high ponytail, walking with determination and courage, ready to face life and death.

Their eyes and faces held respect, excitement, admiration, and anticipation.

Some secretly sighed, their faces filled with reluctance.

Regardless of the emotions harbored by the Northwind disciples, their actions were unified as they made way for her.

"Go, Senior Sister Deng!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from somewhere, triggering a chain reaction throughout the snowy forest.

"Show your strength, Senior Sister!"

"Take care, Senior Sister Deng!"

As they approached the arena, more and more Northwind disciples appeared, and the crowd of white-clad people parted to the sides.

Deng Yuxiang's gaze sharpened! She continued walking, catching sight of Liao Wushuang waiting in the arena.

Liao Wushuang turned to look, and when she saw the awe-inspiring woman, she was astonished.

After three sparring sessions,

Three extremely harsh suppressions.

This young girl was almost crushed, sitting alone in the forest, gradually sinking into depression.

But now...

Is Deng Yuxiang 'alive' again?

Liao Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the radiant, proud, and stunningly beautiful woman.

How is this possible?

Liao Wushuang didn't know why Deng Yuxiang suddenly regained her strength.

She also didn't understand how Deng Yuxiang's nearly shattered great saber had become solid again.

But Liao Wushuang confirmed one thing:

This young man.

Absolutely! Absolutely cannot be kept alive!

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