At that moment, Yun Yun took a deep breath, forced down the helplessness in her heart, quietly turned sideways, and gently patted Nalan Yanran's tense, fragrant shoulder with her jade hand. Her voice was soft, yet resolute, as she whispered:
"Yanran, when the fighting starts again, I'll pay any price to create the greatest chaos I can and risk my life to open a gap. Don't hesitate. Use your fastest speed and flee in the direction we came from! Remember, don't worry about anyone else. Staying alive comes first! If you make it out, contact the sect immediately and report everything that happened here to the Grand Elder!"
"Then what about you, Teacher?!" When Nalan Yanran heard this, her delicate body trembled violently. She suddenly turned her head, her beautiful eyes instantly widening, filled with disbelief, terror, and refusal as she cried out urgently.
"As the sect master of the Flower Sect, how can I abandon the elders and disciples and flee alone?" Yun Yun shook her head slightly, a bitter yet firm smile appearing on her peerlessly beautiful face.
However, before his words fell completely, her expression suddenly changed! An extremely sharp aura of danger locked onto them like a venomous snake!
"Careful!"
Yun Yun reacted extremely quickly. With a low shout, her jade hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Nalan Yanran's arm beside her. The Dou Qi inside her body erupted without the slightest reservation, and her figure, like willow catkins lifted by a light breeze, carried Nalan Yanran backward in a nearly graceful yet incomparably swift retreat!
"Boom—!!!"
At the very same instant Yun Yun drifted back with Nalan Yanran, a gray-black Dou Qi gust of wind as thick as about ten feet and condensed almost into substance, like a giant python descending from the heavens, swept