When she saw the Master, Gu Yunxi's brain was humming. Her whole body seemed petrified, unable to move any more.

The Master strode toward her with a drooping sword. The sharp edge of the sword ground on the ground, burnishing sparks.

The lightning lightened his pale face, from which emerged a faint green light. At this moment, his calm complexion appeared more and more horrible.

"Master, don't give Lu a hard time! Nothing happened between us. Please let him go!"

After a thunder, Gu Yunxi's body trembled. She stood in front of Lu Qiange to protect him.

She knew the Master's superb Kungfu, so she assumed that Lu Qiange was bound to be defeated by the Master.

Lu Qiange just smiled. He stepped forward to protect Gu Yunxi,

"Later, remember to stay away. Don't worry. I want to live a good life with you, so I'll never let myself be hurt."

"Stop saying any more! Please go quickly."

Seeing the Master approaching with a murderous look as if controlled by the evil spirit, Gu Yunxi tried to push Lu Qiange, looking anxious,

"Don't fight with him. Go!"

"Are you worrying about me?"

His purple eyes brightened, and his lips parted in delight. The handsome young face gave a gentle smile as soft as water.

In front of them, Leng Qingtang stopped in the right place.

"Master, I won't go with him. I will never leave you. Please let him go! Lu once saved us in Fanyang!"

Gu Yunxi was distraught. The two men, one was the most important person in her life, and she regarded the other as her confidant. She didn't want to see the two of them combat each other, nor did she want any of them to get hurt. At this moment, she didn't know who to help.

Leng Qingtang cast his sharp eyes on them. Passing Gu Yunxi, his eyes landed on the man in white behind her.

No matter by intuition or by his neat white clothes, Leng Qingtang was sure that this man was exactly the mysterious man who attacked the Eastern Depot that night, defeated by him, and got badly injured.

Now, without a mask, his beautiful features were wholly exposed. He was erect, dressed in an outfit whiter than snow. There seemed to be some shimmering light floating around him when the wind blew. He was in his perfect time. Leng Qingtang could not help but feel seventy percent envy and thirty percent jealousy.

Two sharp beams of light emitted from Leng Qingtang’s beautiful eyes. He snorted and said,

"We’ve met before. Since it was you who wrote the inscriptions and played the drums in the Prefect's Mansion in Fanyang, it should also be you who wrote the inscriptions in Qingfeng Temple to frame me."

"Yes, all me!"

Lu Qiange didn't conceal anymore. He nodded and admitted with a smile.

Gu Yunxi was suddenly shocked. She turned her head in astonishment, gazing at handsome-looking Lu Qiange at a loss.

She had once suspected the same, and now, the mysterious figure who had been tracked day and night by thousands of guards from the Eastern Depot was just in front of her. She felt a sudden surge of disbelief.

How could such a young man be so bold?

Leng Qingtang raised his long sword, with its icy edge pointed at Lu Qiange, and asked in coldness,

"You framed me and then saved me. What did you mean by your capriciousness?!"

Lu Qiange laughed. His wild voice spread like the turbulent billow of the river in the deep night. The tone was sonorous and euphonious.

"You are wrong. It was Prefect Bai instead of me who saved you in Fanyang County. When I played the drum and wrote inscriptions, it was not you but her I was trying to save!"

Finishing his words, he looked at Gu Yunxi with smiling eyes.

Leng Qingtang sneered with disdain,

"Yunxi is mine! No one else can take her away except me!"

Lu Qiange raised his eyebrows arrogantly, saying in an increasingly serious tone,

"You are just a eunuch. You’ve got a spouse but still want to possess her. How selfish you are! You don't know her, nor do you deserve her."

Gu Yunxi snapped out of it suddenly, pushed him back fiercely, and shouted angrily with a red face,

“What are you talking about? I am willing to follow him. It's none of your business!"

"Yunxi, find a safe place to hide. I'll fight against him! If I win, you have to go with me!"

Listening to this, Gu Yunxi got rather furious, shouting,

"Why? I am a human being, not your trophy! Whether you win or not, I won't listen to you!"

"Hey! Before the fifteenth day of January, I had slept and eaten in the same room with you for a long time. I have shown you half of my body! Are you going to turn your back on me now?"

With his shining purple eyes emitted some cunning light, Lu Qiange smiled slyly.

"That was to heal your wound! You and I did nothing!"

His importunity made Gu Yunxi immediately angry and embarrassed. She chattered to him and then turned her head, looking at the Master despairingly and helplessly.

As expected, Leng Qingtang panted with a tight face. His beautiful features seemed much grimmer compared to lightning falling from the sky. His right hand’s fingers, which held the hilt, were white, and the veins on the back of his hand were bumping. The sword was trembling in his grip, and crushing anger was about to erupt.

His eyes, as sharp as the blade, demonstrated much coldness. He stared at Lu Qiange's arrogant expression, raised the sword, and roared,

"Shameless."

With the bonk of the sword, there was a cold white light across the night. The dazzling brilliance mixed with the silver lightning made Lu Qiange narrow his purple eyes.

Leng Qingtang's anger was eventually stirred by Lu Qiange's rascally behavior. The intention of killing, as well as the evil spirit, emerged from his eyes. He opened his eyes wide and groaned. With one foot kicking off the ground, his body leaned toward the opponent with the sword.

The sword was fierce and invincible, like the icy waves of a raging sea. Lu Qiange pushed Gu Yunxi away, looking up to his opponent's attack with an unchanged look on his face.

His right hand turned to the back as fast as lightning. Then a red light stretched over his head and withstood Leng Qingtang's sword.

There was a deafening crack in the air, and sparks flew. The sharp force of the sword was matched by an equally powerful internal force. In an instant, the two explosive forces burst forth in a blaze of glory and shook the two antagonistic men in opposite directions.

Leng Qingtang landed himself on the two-foot-high waterwheel on the river bank. He tiptoed and stood steadily on the waterwheel. Taking a deep breath, he held his sword and stared at Lu Qiange, who was standing on the top of a withered tree on the opposite.

"What's your relationship with Wenren Junzheng?!"

"My teacher!" Lu Qiange answered decisively.

He looked free and handsome in the plain white clothes. His clothes were stirred by the wind, fluttering elegantly.

No wonder he used the sword in the same way as the one-armed man! The old guy had suspected Yunxi's identity. Was it possible that he sent his student to rob Yunxi?

No way.

With the idea flashing in his mind and his gloomy eyes reaching Lu Qiange at the same time, Leng Qingtang, out of the corner of his eyes, looked at Gu Yunxi, who hid not far away. He found that she was also looking up at Lu Qiange. Her eyes of concentration conveyed the obsession and infatuation with him. Even she herself didn't notice that.

In an instant, a surge of anger rose from his heart. A strong intention of killing emitted from Leng Qingtang's enlarged dark eyes.

Lu Qiange's weapon today was a three-foot-long broadsword. It reflected faint light and was exquisite in workmanship. It could not be compared with the one he used when he attacked the Eastern Depot that night.

He looked at Leng Qingtang indifferently. The young and beautiful appearance didn't show the slightest sense of tension and crisis in the face of enemies. His cynical attitude finally made Leng Qingtang no longer able to control his hate calmly. All of a sudden, the whole person of Leng Qingtang became hysterical and furious.

Without any politeness, Leng Qingtang pedaled the cart flap, rushing at Lu Qiange. As he shook his hands, bright light of sword came out with an imposing momentum.

Lu Qiange held his sword horizontally to resist his attack in calmness. The balanced forces from two weapons burst again between them.

In a flash, five hundred rounds passed.

Leng Qingtang waved his sword with ease. In the night, countless cold light was like flowers blooming, and he was the immortal among the silver light, handsome and elegant.

Lu Qiange's sword was wholly silver, yet when fighting against Leng Qingtang's long sword, it tore out some strips of dazzling red light. The strange and enchanting light surrounded Lu Qiange's white clothes, producing extremely shining radiance.

Gu Yunxi chased the two entangling figures in the safe distance. She was totally shocked.

This was the first time she had seen Lu Qiange fighting in the real sense. He was much more powerful than she imagined, but the Master's Kungfu was even higher.

Her ears were surrounded by continuous rumbling. The sound of thunder and the clash of swords shook the sky and the fields.

As the sword swept, the strong force cracked the river and shattered the waterwheel that stood on its banks. In an instant, the wooden beam collapsed, and the water was sprayed around. Swept by another force of the sword, one side of the beam fell to Gu Yunxi, just like the tilting nest overturned by the ghost.

"Ah!"

The danger was too sudden. She did not know what to do but cried out, crouching to the ground with her hands on her face.

Her body was like being pushed away by a certain kind of force. When she opened her eyes, she was lying on Lu Qiange's chest.

Just now, seeing Gu Yunxi in danger, he firstly stopped launching the attack and changed his direction. By levitation, he picked up Gu Yunxi away from danger.

The forces of the swords dissipated. It turned silent again.

On the opposite, Leng Qingtang squinted his eyes, and his lips pursed tightly. He ferociously stared at Lu Qiange, who gently put down the little girl on his chest, with inexhaustibly tender feelings on his face.

The oppression on the chest and the burning feeling of the body made him keep trembling. He exerted all his strength to suppress the coming evil poison in his body.

If he hadn't been poisoned, he should have been able to end the fight against his defeated opponent in this second confrontation within one hundred moves.

He raised his sword fiercely and stabbed it at his opponent unpredictably.

The change was too sudden for Lu Qiange to make any preparations.

He thought that neither he nor Leng Qingtang could afford to ignore the girl's safety. She had just had a narrow escape, which had put an end to their fight.

It was too late to draw out his sword.

In a surprise, Gu Yunxi pounced on unexpectedly, her whole body standing in front of Lu Qiange.

Leng Qingtang was greatly shocked. He struggled to twist his body. As the sword went to the other side, Lu Qiange held Gu Yunxi's shoulders quickly and turned around to block Leng Qingtang's long sword.

"Clang", Leng Qingtang fell sideways, rolled on the ground, kneeled on one knee, and panted a few times. Then he raised the long sword in frustration and stabbed the sharp edge of the sword mercilessly into the soil under his feet.

He closed his eyes vigorously and then opened them, shaking his head fiercely to make sure that he was not dreaming.

Just now, at the most critical moment, how could his girl use her body to block the sword for another man?

That was incredible. He was stunned.

Lu Qiange was laughing wildly on the opposite. He looked down at the trembling fragile girl in his arms, and some sentiments emerged from his calm purple eyes.

"You don't want me to die?"

"Get away!"

Gu Yunxi shouted sharply, "Get away! I don't want to see you anymore."

Then she covered her face with her hands and began to cry. The long-suppressed emotions of grievances, helplessness, and bitterness seemed to be all released from her hysterical voice.

There was an urgent sound of hoofs in the distance. It was Ai Qing, captain of Squad One from the Eastern Depot.

Finding the Master, Ai Qing was shocked to see his face sallow, his eyes wandering, and his collapsed and soft body kneeling on the ground dripping with sweat.

After careful inspection, the Master didn't suffer any physical injury. The first captain then sighed with relief.

The guards had encompassed Lu Qiange and Gu Yunxi.

"Master, Master, please don't catch Lu! He doesn't want to hurt me. I promise I won't leave the Eastern Depot. Nor will I go with him..."

Gu Yunxi knelt and begged with tears. The sad situation pricked Lu Qiange's eyes.

"Yunxi, don't be afraid! I will definitely take you out of here safely today! Stand up. Don't kneel to him!"

He held her from behind and trapped her in his arms.

"What are you doing? Let me go."

Gu Yunxi was both surprised and angry. She tried her best to twist her body from his shackles, struggling endlessly.

Although Lu Qiange had a slender shape, his arms were powerful. No matter how Gu Yunxi struggled, she couldn't escape from his arms.

He held her tightly and groaned in a hoarse voice,

"Don't go! Don't! Stop staying with him! Yunxi."

His back of hands was severely bitten by her. He loosened his grip in pain and frowned.

She turned back quickly and punched his face.

Totally confused, he covered his face and looked at her in surprise. The bright purple eyes were gradually misted.

"You beat me? I do it all for you!"

"Your self-righteous goodness, I don't need it."

Gu Yunxi stubbornly turned hostile. Her wide-open eyes quenched the surging anger in coldness.

Her heart ached. She knew she must be cruel to Lu Qiange. If not so, the Master wouldn't let him go.

Ai Qing took the Master by the hand and waved to the guards to inform them.

"Let him go!"

Leng Qingtang gave the order suddenly. His low voice bespoke some tiredness.

Much as Ai Qing was astonished, he didn't dare to refute. He then asked the guards to make a way.

Lu Qiange stood up slowly. Eyebrows and eyes slightly twitching, he looked at Gu Yunxi in unwilling coldness,

"Let’s wait and see!"

He left decisively. When he passed Leng Qingtang, a few words of sarcasm poured out from his red lips,

"Do you think she loves you? She just pities you."