Song Qingshu could not help but feel greatly astonished. Who exactly was this beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared? She stood atop the bamboo as though she weighed nothing at all; her lightness skill was truly astonishing.
Though he could not see her face clearly at the moment, Song Qingshu was certain he had never met this woman before. After all, anyone possessing such beauty, bearing, and martial skill would never be forgotten once seen.
At first, he had even thought the Yellow-robed Woman had arrived. But this woman was clearly older, and her figure was fuller and more voluptuous. Compared with the slender, tall Yellow-robed Woman, she seemed far more seductive. Yet as she stood there, coldness radiated from her entire body, her temperament achieving a perfect balance between sultry allure and icy beauty.
"I wonder what she came here for. Could she be here for Yue Lingshan too?" Seeing that her gaze also seemed fixed on Yue Lingshan, Song Qingshu could not help frowning.
By now, the situation below had become increasingly clear. The Mount Hua Sect was outnumbered, and every one of their opponents was highly skilled. Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi had already been subdued. Before long, Ning Zhongze and one enemy shouted at the same time as both suffered injuries to their legs.
The enemy retreated. Though Madam Yue now faced one fewer foe, her leg had been badly slashed, and her injury was quite severe. After exchanging a few more moves, she was struck on the shoulder by an enemy's blade flat and collapsed weakly to the ground.
The two mounted bandits burst into laughter and struck several acupoints on her back.
Seeing that they had merely knocked them down and sealed their acupoints, apparently without intending to harm them, Song Qingshu hesitated briefly