Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

However, this sudden daze did not last long, and was soon replaced by Xu Xingchen's keen appreciation of beautiful things. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner fluctuations.

Secretly reminding himself to maintain proper demeanor and politeness at this critical moment, Xu Xingchen knew that no matter what situation he faced, remaining calm and elegant was a sign of respect for himself and those around him.

Looking at Xu Xingchen beside her, Luo Nianqing's mature and charming face couldn't help but blush slightly, like a flower blooming in the morning light, shy and moving.

In order to cover up her gaffe, Luo Nianqing quickly changed the subject and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Well, I didn't expect that before I died, I would have a hero like you by my side."

The corners of Xu Xingchen's mouth lifted slightly, and that smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face, instantly dissolving his previous tense expression due to embarrassment. He lowered his head and his gaze fell on the boulder he was leaning on.

The surface of the stone is mottled, revealing traces of time, and at its feet, a few green vines are growing tenaciously, like the bonds of life, tightly wrapped around the rocks. A hint of agility and determination flashed in his eyes, and then he spoke seriously to Luo Nianqing beside him.

"At this critical moment of life and death, I want to ask you a question - are you afraid of death?"

Although these words were spoken lightly, they seemed to contain tremendous force, striking directly into the deepest part of people's hearts.

Hearing this, Luo Nianqing frowned slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She was very smart, and almost the moment Xu Xingchen finished speaking, she caught the deep meaning in his eyes and his inadvertent glance at Qing Teng.

Looking at Xu Xingchen's eyes, Luo Nianqing immediately understood that Xu Xingchen was looking for a ray of hope for her. However, facing this sudden proposal, she could only smile bitterly.

"Master Xu, this cliff is so steep that it reaches the sky and is bottomless. How can these few seemingly fragile green vines support me to reach the bottom of the cliff? I'm afraid I'll be shattered before I even get halfway."

Upon hearing this, Xu Xingchen did not refute immediately, but spoke to Luo Nianqing more firmly.

"Admittedly, these green vines may not be able to lead you directly to the safe shore, but their existence provides you with a glimmer of hope. Their target is you. If you can use these green vines to temporarily hide your body."

"Go down the mountain and stay away from this dangerous place. They will mistakenly think that you have jumped off the cliff in despair and relax their vigilance. They will go down the mountain to search for your 'body'. I will stay here for a while until they leave."

"Shake the green vines next to it as a signal, and you can take the opportunity to climb up."

At this moment, hearing Xu Xingchen's words full of confidence and creativity, Luo Nianqing couldn't help but feel an indescribable excitement in her heart. Her eyes lit up instantly, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

With a gleam of curiosity and anticipation in her eyes, Luo Nianqing couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Is this... is this okay? Forget it. Instead of hesitating here, why not give it a try?"

So, Luo Nianqing took a deep breath, adjusted her mentality, and decided to follow Xu Xingchen's instructions. She gently raised her slender hands that were as delicate as jade and like works of art.

Every movement seemed so graceful and cautious. She carefully climbed down the two seemingly ordinary yet mysterious green vines. Every step was filled with exploration of the unknown and courage in facing challenges.

As his body gradually descended, the surrounding scenery was quietly changing. Luo Nianqing could feel the gentle touch of the breeze brushing across his cheek, and the faint scent of flowers and earth in the air.

These subtle changes made her more convinced that her choice was correct, and she looked forward to everything that would happen next. During this process, Luo Nianqing's heart experienced a transformation from initial uneasiness to later determination.

Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing carefully climbed down the winding, moss-covered vines. Every step was well thought out, cautious and firm, as if she was performing a silent farewell ceremony.

The green vines swayed gently at the touch of Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing, making a subtle and crisp sound, like the whisper of nature, adding a bit of sadness and reluctant sigh for the fairy who was about to leave.

As Luo Nianqing's delicate, fairy-like figure slowly disappeared at the end of sight under the sunlight, the surrounding world seemed to be covered by an invisible veil of silence.

The tiny sounds that might have been there originally have now quietly disappeared, leaving only the faint outlines of the distant mountains and the swaying silhouettes of the nearby grass and trees, weaving together a quiet and slightly mysterious picture.

Not long after, two servants hurried to the edge of the cliff. There was obvious panic and uneasiness in their steps, and their faces were full of anxiety and confusion. Their brows were furrowed, and their eyes revealed an urgent desire for the answer that was about to be revealed, as well as a hint of imperceptible fear.

However, when the two servants arrived, only Xu Xingchen was left on the edge of the cliff, and the Hanyue Fairy Luo Nianqing was nowhere to be seen. The two servants looked at each other, and without saying anything, they tacitly dispersed and began to search the surroundings carefully.

They shuttled between rocks, pushed aside the grass, and even climbed low trees, trying to capture some clues of the Cold Moon Fairy Luo Nianqing from every possible corner.

However, apart from the occasional breeze that gently blew on the corners of their clothes and brought a hint of coolness, and the chirping of insects from the woods not far away, which seemed to herald the approach of night, they gained nothing.

On this slightly desolate cliff, only Xu Xingchen was left standing quietly. His figure looked particularly lonely and determined under the sunlight. His eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate the fog in front of him and look towards a more distant place.

This sudden change, when the two people's eyes met, they saw deep uneasiness and worry in each other's eyes. They looked at each other, and a strong ominous premonition surged in their hearts.

The anxious-looking woman who was pushing the wheelchair just now seemed to be ignited by an endless fire. She was so anxious that she almost trotted to Xu Xingchen.

The pair of eyes full of questioning looked at Xu Xingchen intently, as if they wanted to penetrate all the fog and reach the other side of the truth. She pursed her lips tightly, and spoke with a bit of trembling and anger in her voice.

"Where is Fairy Hanyue?! What did you do to her?! Why did she disappear?!"

The woman's voice echoed quickly above the cliff, with an unquestionable determination. Her eyes were fixed on Xu Xingchen's face, trying to find a clue or answer from his expression.

There was a hint of trembling and anger in her voice. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, full of anger. A series of questions burst out of her mouth like a machine gun, and each question was like a sharp dagger, pointing directly to the core of the problem.

Because she was too excited, the woman's body began to tremble involuntarily. Her plump breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, as surging as the sea.

Sweat slid down her delicate forehead and dripped onto the ground with a slight sound, adding a bit of tension and uneasiness to the atmosphere. However, even so, she did not stop questioning.

Instead, he continued to stare at Xu Xingchen with his angry eyes, waiting for his reply.

Faced with this sudden question, Xu Xingchen's heart suddenly tightened, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible hand. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner waves.

In order to make his current emotions seem more real and credible, Xu Xingchen's eyeballs moved flexibly in his sockets, like the brightest stars in the night sky, flashing with wisdom and cunning.

It was as if he was quickly weaving a coherent lie to deal with the current predicament.

Then, Xu Xingchen suddenly raised his head, and his handsome face was instantly filled with grief and anger. It was an indescribable mixture of emotions. His eyes turned slightly red, as if tears were about to burst out.

It seemed like a true expression of emotion, and also a silent cry of Xu Xingchen for his own innocence.