Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1311
Chapter 1311: Chapter 1298: Senior Brother Mu, He Is So Bad, Wants to Kill Me_1 Chapter 1311: Chapter 1298: Senior Brother Mu, He Is So Bad, Wants to Kill Me_1 “You are Mu Fan?”
From a distance of 100 meters, the person in front suddenly drew a pair of swords from his back and blocked the way of the two.
“Who are you?”
Before Mu Fan could answer, Qing Yuan spoke up first, cursing back: “A good dog doesn't block the road; standing in the middle to annoy people, are you tired of living too slowly?”
“You're courting death!”
The man's face changed suddenly, shaking his double swords, one advancing and the other retreating. They sent out piercing cold light, stabbing towards Qing Yuan.
“Hide in the woods.”
Mu Fan moved quickly, pushing Qing Yuan to the dense woods on the right rear side. He unsheathed his long sword and swung it with the momentum of an avalanche. It drew a perfect arc in the air, blocking the rapidly approaching double swords in front of him.
“Zi la la.”
The sword light flickered, striking out dazzling sparks.
Under the control of the man, the double swords spun rapidly and once again attacked Qing Yuan.
“Senior Brother Mu, he's so mean, he wants to kill me.”
Qing Yuan's figure flashed, spinning half a circle in mid-air at an incredible speed, avoiding the continuous pursuit.
Mu Fan's eyes flashed and he glanced at him thoughtfully. While the man recalled the double swords and was unable to make the next move, Mu Fan charged forward with his sword.
The two were engaged in close combat.
Mu Fan fearlessly attacked with every move. Despite being injured in many places, he still showed no fear.
He forced the man to retreat step by step, causing him to panic.
“Senior Brother Mu, attack his left rib, then strike horizontally, and watch your back.”
Qing Yuan stood about ten meters away from the two, occasionally offering a few pointers. His noisy voice infuriated the man.
In the life and death crisis of close combat, he still disregarded everything, dividing half of his divine sense to control a Flying Sword to stab at Qing Yuan.
“Buzz.”
Qing Yuan's sword automatically unsheathed, exuding a piercing cold light, and met the incoming Flying Sword.
“Swoosh!”
In the flurry of sword and blade shadows, the Flying Sword broke in response.
Jinghong Divine Sword achieved a victorious blow. Without returning to its sheath, it moved like lightning towards the man's back, drawing a perfect arc in the air, and stabbing into his heart.
One sword through the heart.
“Pooh!”
The man spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the sword tip piercing through his chest in disbelief, and his expression turned desperate.
“Who sent you?”
Before the sudden change, Mu Fan had no time to question the man's identity.
Seeing that his eyes were losing focus, Mu Fan grabbed his collar and asked harshly.
“The Mo Clan from Long City. You killed Young Master Beichen. The Mo clan will not let you go.”
The man suddenly revealed a fierce look, his voice carried a vicious threat.
“The Mo Clan from Long City.”
Mu Fan's gaze grew cold, like ice and frost. He threw the man's corpse on the ground and burned it clean with a Fire Spirit Talisman.
Qing Yuan's eyebrows furrowed, showing concern, “The Mo Clan from Long City has a formidable force, and there's a Golden Core Stage elder in charge. If they are determined to pursue and kill you, escaping would be impossible. We must find a foolproof solution.”
“We have to pass through Long City by following the Sishui River on our way to the north.”
Mu Fan's mood was heavy, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult to breathe: “If we take a detour to Cangzhou, I'm afraid we won't make it in time to the Polar Ice Field within a month.”
“In that case, let's go through Long City.”
Qing Yuan suddenly raised his eyebrows, revealing a hint of domineering: “If the Mo Clan really doesn't know any better and insists on chasing and killing you, let's make a mess of them.”
“Qing Yuan, you and I met by chance and the Mo Clan is after me.”
Mu Fan automatically blocked his grandiose words, hesitated for a moment, and sighed sadly, “We'd better split up.”
“Senior Brother Mu, what are you talking about?”
Qing Yuan's eyes dimmed, a touch of grievance welling up: “Is Senior Brother Mu looking down on me? Do you think I'm a coward who fears death?”
Chapter end
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