Song Qingshu sighed. "Though I'm not one of those perverted gentlemen from the internet in my past life, I have to admit that you have a certain special appeal now. Only your voice is rather mood-killing. I wonder if there's any way to truly turn it into a soft, sweet child's voice. That would probably make you the legal loli those people dreamed of."
Hearing his somewhat frivolous words, a flash of anger crossed Tianshan Tonglao's eyes. With a sweep of her sleeve, she lashed it toward his face. Though her sleeve techniques were not as exquisite as her junior sister Li Qiushui's Cold Sleeve Brushing Acupoints, her internal strength was far deeper. If the blow landed solidly, an ordinary person would lose all their teeth at best, or have their brains splatter at worst.
Seeing that the Wedding Escort General was about to suffer terribly, Yelü Nanxian opened her mouth. Unfortunately, Tianshan Tonglao had struck too quickly, and she had no time to stop her.
Yet the scene she expected did not occur. Tianshan Tonglao's sleeve struck only an afterimage. Feeling her force hit empty air, alarm rose within her, and she hurriedly retreated. Unfortunately, her opponent moved even faster, clinging to her like a shadow. No matter how exquisite her footwork was, she could not shake him off.
Yelü Nanxian stared in stunned disbelief. She had thought her own lightness skill was quite respectable in the martial world, but the display of these two people before her was simply too shocking.
Tianshan Tonglao's movements were exceedingly strange, darting east and west without any discernible pattern. Yet they looked remarkably graceful and beautiful. Because of her petite build, she resembled a butterfly dancing through the air.
The Wedding Escort General's movements were even more exaggerated. His figure could not