At that moment, Lin Chen seemed to have lost consciousness, leaving only his instinctive movements.
After who knew how long, he finally came to.
Liu Ruyan, beneath him, had long since passed out.
He never would have imagined that his poison would be cured like this.
Could this be Liu Ruyan getting what she deserved?
He hadn't wanted anything to do with that woman, yet now he'd ended up with her this way.
But that did nothing to ease the anger in his heart.
Lin Chen rose and lifted his palm. Flames sprang to life across it with a whoosh.
His gaze turned cold, and he was about to press his palm against Liu Ruyan when—
A figure suddenly slammed into him.
Lin Chen dodged backward.
Only then did he see that it was Huang Mingyuan.
The man clutched a short knife. His face was deathly pale, and he could barely stand, yet at the critical moment, he had rushed over to save Liu Ruyan.
When it came to Liu Ruyan, he was certainly devoted and true-hearted.
"Since that's the case, I'll send you both on your way!"
Lin Chen formed a sword seal with his fingers.
Clang! Clang!
Two Flying Swords appeared at his sides. "Die!"
"Who dares kill my disciple!"
Just then, the middle-aged man returned in a fury.
In an instant, he was right in front of them.
Lin Chen sighed. Perhaps those two weren't meant to die. So be it.
A shimmering light enveloped him, growing dazzlingly bright.
This time, he vanished completely from where he stood.
Seeing the devastation around him, the middle-aged man flew into a rage.
"Where are my balls? Where are my balls?"
Miraculously, Lin Chen reappeared in the valley where he had been before.
A moonlit glow illuminated the valley.
It