If We're Brothers, Come and Cut Me Down

"Hong Qin!"

Sensing something was wrong, Zhen Xian swooped down to bring her back.

"Come on! You've gone too far ahead!"

"No! I won't leave, it was so close, so close..."

Hong Qin gripped her Blood-Red Longsword tightly, slaying one demon after another.

Such things are not uncommon on the battlefield. After all, the young people who come to fight at the Ten Thousand Mile City are all geniuses, and it is normal for them to be young and impetuous.

However, just in case, two Nascent Soul Realm Sword Cultivator were sent to bring them back.

But just as the two Sword Cultivator flew to the middle of the battlefield, a tremendous Demonic Power swept across the battlefield like a tidal wave.

In Ten Thousand Mile City, the old Chen Clan Martial Warriors and the Martial Warrior at the Nascent Soul Realm and above all felt a chill in their hearts and quickly rushed towards the City Wall.

Similarly, in a tavern, the Confucian Saint, who was taking a rare break from his duties in Ten Thousand Mile City, frowned. In an instant, the wine cup was still on the table, but he had vanished without a trace.

At this moment, on the battlefield, a Woman in White slowly walked towards Hong Qin and Zhen Xian.

Apart from Zhen Xian and Hong Qin, all the demons around her were turned into powder and scattered in the air.

Hong Qin gripped the longsword tightly in her hand.

Looking at the Woman in White before her, the girl's hands trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat slowly slid down her fair forehead.

Having cultivated for a hundred years and spent so many days on the battlefield, she had never experienced such overwhelming pressure!

"Hey, what's going on with these two kids?"

"Not bad, not bad, these two kids have the makings of cultivators."

"Are you willing to become my slaves? I'll spare your lives."

Behind the woman in white with long hair, several humanoid demons stepped out. They smiled and made no attempt to conceal their Demonic Power. In front of Zhen Xian and Hong Qin, it was as if the sky had fallen!

Meanwhile, behind these powerful demons, the demon race launched another attack on the city.

Jiang Lin had heard of this siege; it was the most powerful siege by the demon race in three hundred years!

"I'll take both of them."

The Wu Yan Nv stood before them, and a hollow voice rang out, cutting into their bones like an ice blade.

"Alright, fine, I'll go play on the City Wall then."

"Yeah, I'll go stretch my muscles too, otherwise they'll all forget about us neighbors."

Several powerful demons left one after another, leaving only the white-clad, long-haired woman in front of Zhen Xian and Hong Qin.

Zhen Xian held Hong Qin tightly behind him, Heart-Lake Transmission: "Hong Qin, wait for me. I'll use a secret technique. Do your best to escape!"

"No! I won't leave! I'll hold her off, please leave, sir..."

Before Hong Qin could finish speaking, the woman in white with flowing hair instantly teleported in front of Hong Qin.

Before Hong Qin, the Woman in White slowly let her long hair fall loose, revealing a faceless countenance. She reached out and gently stroked Hong Qin's cheek. "You're so beautiful..."

Hong Qin tried to resist, but she found that she couldn't move at all; the difference in strength was simply too great!

"Let her go!" Zhen Xian a step forward, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

As if utterly exhausted, Zhen Xian collapsed to his knees.

"My name is Xiangrong, what's your name?"

Xiangrong looked at Hong Qin and tilted her head.

However, Hong Qin did not answer.

"You like him?"

Xiangrong asked again, but Hong Qin remained silent until Zhen Xian was tightly strangled by Xiangrong's long hair!

"Let him go!" Hong Qin almost screamed.

"You like him?" Xiangrong asked again.

Yes! I like him!

And what about you?

Xiang Rong turned her head 180 degrees, which made Jiang Lin's body tremble.

Although Jiang Lin knew that saying this would ruin the atmosphere, Jiang Lin still wanted to complain, "Seriously, you're choking someone, what are they supposed to say?"

However, Xiang Rong didn't seem to need his answer, and instead answered for Zhen Xian directly, "You like her too... you like each other... that's wonderful..."

Jiang Lin wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the Wu Yan Nv was crying, yet also seemed to be laughing.

"But it's all fake... fake... not a single one of them is real... You only like her appearance, you men are all the same, all fake..."

Without any warning, Xiangrong suddenly went mad.

The next moment, Xiangrong's long hair enveloped Hong Qin and merged into her body!

In the blink of an eye, Hong Qin had vanished, and standing before Zhen Xian was "Hong Qin" dressed in white.

"Hong Qin" tied Zhen Xian to her front and asked with a smile:

"So now, do you like me?"

Or is it... that you like her?

Within Xiang Rong's body, Hong Qin, dressed in red, separated, but she was now faceless.

No! Or... do you like her?

On Hong Qin's face, features began to grow, and finally, the image of her that Zhen Xian would never forget... in Red Dress...

"Who do you like now?"

The three "women" stood in front of Zhen Xian and said in unison.

But before Zhen Xian answer, the three "women" spoke at the same time:

What right do you have to say you like them?

"You're cowardly, you're hypocritical, you can't protect anyone."

In the end, they all died because of you!

"I..."

Zhen Xian stood up, as if he had lost his soul.

Just as the three "women" were approaching Zhen Xian step by step, and Jiang Lin was sweating profusely, suddenly, Zhen Xian lunged at the very center, at Xiang Rong, who had transformed into Hong Qin's face.

Xiangrong stood there, stunned.

This was not something Rong could be moved by; a Golden Brush pierced her heart.

"Brother Jiang! If you're a true brother, come and fight me!"

Suddenly, Zhen Xian turned around and shouted at Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin, who was just watching the show, was first stunned, then three question marks appeared above his head, and then Jiang Lin slammed his fist into his palm!

"Oh! I understand!"

Jiang Lin unleashed the First Snow! All his Spiritual Apertures opened, and Spiritual Power, like Heavenly River, filled every spiritual meridian in Jiang Lin's body!

Dragon Gate! Golden Core! Nascent Soul!

In an instant, Jiang Lin went from the early stage of the Dragon Gate Realm to the Nascent Soul!

He gripped the First Snow horizontally! With a single thrust, frost blanketed the Ten Thousand Mile City below!

"Bing!"

Like a shattered silver mirror, like a cracked glacier! Zhen Xian's dream shattered into pieces!

"Jiang Lin?!"

The sword energy didn't stop; it actually struck directly into the Dream-Eating Palace from Zhen Xian's dream!

While Tian Fang and Bai Qianluo were still pondering how to pull Jiang Lin out of Zhen Xian's dream, they only felt the Small World shaking, collapsing, and crumbling incessantly!

Tian Fang and Bai Qianluo momentarily stunned. When they regained their senses, they had already left the dream and their consciousness had returned to their original bodies!

Without the slightest hesitation, Tian Fang and Zhen Xian released all the self-seals from their original forms, and with their realms restored, they charged straight up.

Halfway there, Jiang Lin realized something was wrong and quickly returned to the Thousand Dreams Pavilion.

"Hey! Jiang Xiaozi, what are you doing...?"

"What are you doing? Running away...?"

Although he didn't know why Senior Bai was still calmly drinking, Jiang Lin carried Bai Qianluo and flew upwards.

But before they could escape, a gigantic Dharma image appeared above the Thousand Dreams Pavilion.