No wonder his expression changed. According to his plan, he was supposed to stay by Li Yuanhao's side first, familiarize himself with everything about him, plant his own people, and replace him only once the time was ripe. If something happened to Li Yuanhao, then everything would come to nothing.
By now, Li Qinglu had already exchanged blows with Murong Fu. No matter how inferior Murong Fu might be, he was still a figure as famous as Northern Qiao Feng. With Star Shifting and his extensive mastery of countless martial arts, dealing with a young girl should have been more than enough.
Li Qinglu was young, over a decade younger than Murong Fu, which meant she had over a decade less inner strength. She was naturally at a disadvantage in that regard. However, relying on Lingbo Weibu and her exquisite Xiaoyao School martial arts, she did not fall behind in the fight. Still, she was unable to shake him off.
"Let's go check on Li Yuanhao first." Song Qingshu wrapped an arm around Yelü Nanxian's waist and was about to take her away when his expression shifted. He stopped once more.
"What is it?" Yelü Nanxian asked in confusion.
"Shh, someone's coming." Song Qingshu raised a finger for silence.
Just then, a cold voice suddenly rang out in the night sky. "Li Yanzong, you've got some nerve!"
Immediately afterward, a woman in white slowly descended from the air. Her figure was slender and graceful, her skirt fluttering in the breeze as though she were an immortal. She wore a veil identical to Li Qinglu's. It was none other than Li Qiushui, whom they had met before.
At her side stood a white-haired old man. He looked quite immortal and dignified, and was naturally the Astral Sect's Old Freak Ding, Ding