Sikong Jing showed Gongyang Ying a faintly surprised look, then asked no further questions and said coolly, "Fine. As you wish."
Swish, swish, swish...
Sword-light flashed from his hand. Ling Feiyan's tendons and hamstrings were severed, and she rolled endlessly through the sea of flowers, her screams tearing through the sky.
Amid her screams, she cried out again, "Senior Brother Shang, come back and save me!"
"Save your mother..."
Taking advantage of Sikong Jing's brief pause, Shang Fu had already escaped the sea of flowers. How could he possibly go back to save Ling Feiyan now?
Even if he wanted to, he had to be capable of saving her. Sikong Jing was far too terrifying now.
Seeing Shang Fu's retreating figure growing ever more distant, Ling Feiyan screamed again, "Senior Brother Shang, you can't abandon me! I love you so much."
The moment those words came out, Shang Fu's figure abruptly paused.
Then, just as hope rose in Ling Feiyan's eyes, he continued racing toward Senior Brother Feng without looking back, saying, "Ling Feiyan, I, Shang Fu, may not be a good man, but I'd like to think I'm not cruel enough to casually trample even on my benefactor."
"You'd better not love me. I can't bear that."
By the time he said this, Shang Fu had already fled beneath the small cliff. He swallowed hard, then let out a long breath.
At last, he was saved!
Ling Feiyan, still in the sea of flowers, was dumbfounded. Her entire mind went blank.
Then the sound of rustling footsteps reached her ears. At some unknown moment, Gongyang Ying was dragging herself toward her, leaving bloody footprints one step at a time...
On the small cliff, Senior Brother Feng of the Western Lands had already descended before Shang Fu with several members