Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

"You bad guy..."

Luo Nianqing said in a lightly scolding voice.

The words were like a breeze blowing across the lake, soft and gentle with a barely perceptible ripple. In the voice, anger and laughter intertwined into a heart-warming picture. In those bright eyes, there was a light that flickered with both cunning and tenderness.

When Luo Nianqing said these words to her lover Xu Xingchen softly, almost in a whispering tone, it seemed as if she was blaming him, but also more like she was enjoying this little pleasure that belonged only to the two of them.

As the words fell, Luo Nianqing raised his hands unconsciously, and his hands, as delicate as porcelain and as warm as jade, gently patted Xu Xingchen's shoulders. Every touch was like a spring breeze on his face.

It has a bit of coquettishness, but also reveals deep pampering and dependence. Such actions not only do not contain the slightest blame, but instead make the surrounding air filled with a sweet atmosphere.

"You actually tease me in this way."

Luo Nianqing continued, the corners of her red lips slightly raised, outlining a charming smile.

Although her words seemed to be complaining about the mischief of her lover Xu Xingchen, her beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak, revealing her true feelings, which was a sense of happiness of being deeply loved and cared for.

In Luo Nianqing's heart, this warm current was like the sunshine in spring, warm and bright, gradually spreading to her whole body. She knew that no matter how her lover Xu Xingchen teased her, the affection and love hidden behind the jokes were so sincere and pure.

Afterwards, Xu Xingchen and Luo Nianqing laughed and played for a while before leaving the dark cave. Not long after they continued walking forward, they found another cave in front of them. The entrance of the cave was covered by vines, making it even more mysterious.

Cautiously entering the cave, I found it unusually empty. In this dim environment, the most eye-catching thing was a wooden tablet placed in the center, with "Lu Weiguang's Spirit Tablet" engraved on it. Obviously, this was the resting place of Lu Weizhao's brother.

Seeing this scene, Luo Nianqing's mature and pretty face instantly turned gloomy, her eyes widened with anger flashing in them. When she thought of the harm that Lu Weizhao had done to herself and her lover Xu Xingchen, the anger in her heart became even more difficult to contain.

"Choke!" a sound.

As abrupt and sharp as the morning bell and evening drum, it instantly penetrated the thick air in the cave and broke the long-standing silence. The crisp sound of metal collision not only echoed between the four walls.

It was more like an invisible sharp blade that cut through the peace in Luo Nianqing's heart. The angry emotion was like a ignited flame, burning fiercely in Luo Nianqing's eyes that were flashing with determination.

Luo Nianqing suddenly raised her slender right hand, which seemed weak but was actually extremely tough, as if she was declaring war on fate, or as a silent accusation against injustice. With this action.

A slender hand quickly stretched out from the sleeve, and with a slight flick of the fingertips, a long sword with a cold and sharp edge suddenly appeared. This long sword not only reflected the dim light around it, but also seemed to contain endless coldness and power.

Luo Nianqing's movements were as swift as lightning, and every detail revealed her profound martial arts skills and her uncontrollable anger at the moment. There was no hesitation in her eyes, only deep hatred and unwillingness towards the tablet in front of her that represented Lu Weiguang, Lu Weizhao's brother.

She seemed to want to pour out all her grievances, pain, and long-pent-up indignation into this one strike, allowing the hurt that both she and her lover Xu Xingchen had suffered before to be vented at this moment.

The long sword in Luo Nianqing's hand cut through the air, leaving behind a dazzling silver trail, heading straight for the quietly standing tablet. The arc was graceful and deadly, like the brightest meteor in the night sky, with an unstoppable momentum, vowing to destroy all obstacles and restraints.

"Crackling..."

Immediately afterwards, a series of heart-pounding noises rang out violently at this moment.

That was the sound of metal and wood shattering after a violent collision. Amidst this deafening sound, the tablet of Lu Weiguang in front of Luo Nianqing seemed unable to withstand this powerful force and instantly shattered into pieces, with wood chips flying and dust rising.

"Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh-"

These three sharp and rapid sounds of breaking through the air were like the brightest meteor in the night sky, or like the sharpest arrows on the battlefield piercing the silence. They pierced through the air quickly.

Lu Weiguang's tablet was instantly chopped into pieces by the cold and sharp sword in Luo Nianqing's hand. Each piece seemed to carry a kind of determination and anger.

They spun and danced in the air, and finally scattered all over the ground, making a dull yet crisp sound that echoed throughout the cave. Three sharp arrows flashing with cold light shot out quickly from behind Lu Weiguang's broken tablet.

"Be careful."

These words were like an arrow suddenly released from a taut string, piercing the originally quiet air, carrying with it an urgency and sense of danger that could not be ignored. When Xu Xingchen listened to the three sharp sounds of breaking through the air.

His heart suddenly tightened, his handsome face turned pale in an instant, and his horror was beyond words. Xu Xingchen's voice seemed particularly abrupt and tense in this sudden change.

It was as if even the air around him froze. Every word contained his fear of unknown danger and his deep concern for the safety of those around him. Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Xingchen quickly and decisively stretched out his strong and powerful arms.

The arm seemed to be made of steel, and it steadily pulled the beautiful woman Luo Nianqing into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Xingchen, relying on his extraordinary reaction speed and agility, turned around while holding the beauty in his arms, and moved flexibly in the space like a dragon, trying to avoid the three deadly arrows.

However, although Xu Xingchen tried to avoid the attack that came like a storm with his agility, fate did not seem to let him off easily. The speed and power of the three arrows containing endless murderous intent far exceeded his expectations.

“Puff…Puff…”

At this moment of life and death, two dull and harsh sounds rang out almost at the same time, breaking the tranquility and tension around. Two sharp arrows swept across Xu Xingchen's back like lightning.

Not only did they penetrate the obstruction of the air, they also seemed to ignore the passage of time, accurately leaving behind two shocking bloodstains that were deep enough to see the bones. The blood gushed out instantly, like a blooming red lotus, quickly dyeing Xu Xingchen's clothes red.

However, facing this sudden severe injury and pain, Xu Xingchen's handsome face did not show any fear or pain. On the contrary, his eyes became more determined and persistent.

It was as if an indescribable force was supporting him, making him forget the pain in his body. All that was left was a deep protective feeling for the person in his arms. Xu Xingchen held Luo Nianqing tightly in his arms.

He used his body to build an indestructible barrier for the delicate beauty Luo Nianqing in his arms. Even between life and death, Xu Xingchen never wavered or hesitated for a moment.

"Xu Lang...how are you?"

Luo Nianqing's voice was filled with undisguised trembling and deep worry. Every word seemed to be pulled by heavy emotions and seemed particularly heavy. She almost instinctively broke away from the warm embrace of her lover Xu Xingchen, with an anxious light flashing in her eyes.

A pair of delicate and slender hands involuntarily stroked the solid back of her lover Xu Xingchen.

The moment Luo Nianqing's eyes fell on Xu Xingchen's back, she couldn't help but feel a strong pain in her heart. The two scars were like hideous cracks, deeply engraved on his skin, and blood gushed out.

The bright red blood stained his clothes and also hurt Luo Nianqing's heart. The bloodstains were not only deep enough to see the bones, but also seemed to be the pain in her heart that she was most reluctant to touch, which was ruthlessly displayed before her eyes.

Looking at her beloved lover Xu Xingchen, who was injured in his desperate attempt to save her, the two shocking scars on his back were like the claw marks of the devil, tearing his skin deeply. Blood flowed like a stream, staining his clothes red.

Luo Nianqing's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, the pain was unbearable, her eyes were instantly moist, tears rolled in her eyes, sparkling with crystal light, that was the endless worry and heartache for her lover.