The new mission of the CEO of the Miraculous Doctor after traveling through time

The fog in the Misty Forest never dissipates, like an eternal mysterious veil that covers the entire forest tightly. Visibility is extremely low, as if you are in a chaotic virtual world. Five steps away, everything is hidden in the haze.

Ye Chen, with a handsome figure and a resolute look, broke into this dangerous place alone to capture the demon Mei Yuan. His steps were slow and steady, and every step he took seemed to disturb the slumber of this mysterious world. Although his vision was blocked by the thick fog, his spiritual perception was extremely sharp, and any movement around him could not escape his perception.

Suddenly, a faint but evil sound of flapping wings slowly broke the dead silence. Ye Chen frowned, and his heart was alert. The immortal power in his body immediately surged like a latent dragon in the abyss, ready to go. In an instant, a group of demonized spirit butterflies came like a tide in the dark night. These spirit butterflies were originally beautiful creatures in the forest, but they were eroded by the dark magic. Their bodies were as black as ink, and the magic light was flashing. On their wings, strange runes were looming, just like the seal of an evil curse. In their bloodshot eyes, cruelty and tyranny surged wantonly, and the black silk in their mouths was like a ray, shooting down at Ye Chen like a torrential rain.

Ye Chen's face was grim, his hands danced quickly, his seals flew, and his words were like thunder. In an instant, a blue light appeared in front of him, and a layer of light blue fairy power shield condensed into substance, just like a glass treasure cover, indestructible. The magic silk fell and touched the shield, splashing strings of dark sparks, and the sound of "sizzling" was endless, like the screams of demons, venting the anger against the light. Ye Chen knew that the magic power of the magic silk was strong, and this shield could not support it for a long time, so he rushed forward with his sword, trying to break the enemy and rescue him.

The immortal sword in his hand was slender and shining with a cold light. The azure crystal embedded in the hilt was shining brightly at this moment, just like the stars shining in the world. Under the infusion of immortal power, the sword body trembled, and the humming sound resounded throughout the field, as if it couldn't wait to show its edge in this battle. Ye Chen's figure was as fast as lightning, and he thrust his sword into the group of butterflies. His sword skills were exquisite, and his sword was like a dragon. Every time the sword was swung down, it brought up a sharp wind, just like a wind sweeping away the clouds. The magic butterflies touched it and fell to the ground one after another, turning into black smoke and dissipating. However, the magic butterflies were overwhelming, like a locust plague passing through, and they could not be killed. They kept pouring towards Ye Chen.

The battle was in full swing, and Ye Chen fought and advanced, gradually entering the depths of the forest. Wherever he looked, he could see the miserable state of the surrounding trees. On the tree trunks, deep scars were crisscrossed, as if the claws of a giant beast were wreaking havoc, and wood chips were flying, just like the painful howling of the trees. The fallen leaves on the ground were in disarray, the traces of fighting were crisscrossed, the footprints were messy, and the shallow potholes told of the fierceness of the battle. Ye Chen's mind moved slightly, and based on this sign, he inferred that Meiyuan and the person she fought with must be nearby.

This thought was like a spark that set the prairie ablaze, raising his fighting spirit. The sword in his hand danced vigorously, the sword shadow was like a blooming flower, the light was dazzling, and it temporarily forced the group of magic butterflies to retreat. Taking advantage of this gap, he quickened his pace and rushed towards the traces of the fight. As he went deeper into the place, the attack of the magic butterflies gradually weakened, as if a mysterious force was secretly restraining them, making it difficult for them to continue their magic power.

They walked to an open area, where the trees were sparse and the ground was in a mess. Ye Chen stopped and looked around carefully. He saw bloodstains on the ground, which were dark in color and had not yet dried up, and faintly emitted the subtle fluctuations of magic. Ye Chen's heart was as heavy as lead, and he thought to himself: Whose blood belongs to? Is Meiyuan injured? Or is it her opponent? Or is there another strong enemy joining the battle?

While he was thinking, a faint moaning sound floated from not far away. Ye Chen was delighted and ran towards the sound without thinking. Behind a big tree, he saw a figure. He approached and saw that it was Meiyuan. At this moment, her face was as pale as paper, and her former beauty and charm were gone. There were wounds all over her body, blood was dripping, and her clothes were torn and stained with blood. There was a mixture of fatigue and weakness in her eyes, but when she saw Ye Chen coming, it was instantly replaced by determination and ferocity.

"Ye Chen, you are here after all." Meiyuan gritted her teeth, her voice hoarse and cold, like an ice knife in the cold night.

Ye Chen slowly approached, his eyes like lightning, locked onto Meiyuan, and said in a deep voice: "Meiyuan, your evil deeds are notorious, and today is the end of you. If you surrender obediently, you may be given a lighter sentence."

Meiyuan snorted coldly, and stood up with all her might. Her body was shaky, but she still fought like a trapped beast: "Ye Chen, don't even think about it. I, Meiyuan, would rather die than surrender. I will never compromise with you!"

After saying that, Meiyuan's magic power surged, and she was ready to fight to the death. Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from the woods next to her, as fast as a ghost. As the black shadow approached, Ye Chen saw that it was the mysterious man. Without saying a word, the mysterious man waved his magic wand, and a faint light shot directly at Meiyuan. Meiyuan's wounds were instantly covered by the faint light, and her magic power quickly recovered, and her originally weak aura suddenly became strong.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's expression froze, knowing that today's matter might not end well. He held the immortal sword tightly, ready for battle. The mysterious man turned his head and looked at Ye Chen, with a hint of teasing and disdain in his eyes: "Ye Chen, do you think you can take her away easily? Today is your Waterloo."

Ye Chen snorted coldly: "Don't be arrogant, how can I, Ye Chen, be afraid of you." After that, he took the lead and swung the immortal sword. Several sword qi were like a long rainbow piercing the sun, heading straight for the mysterious man. The mysterious man was not in a hurry. He lightly tapped the magic wand in his hand, and a black light curtain appeared in front of him. The sword qi hit the light curtain, splashing layers of ripples.

Meiyuan also joined the battle at this time. She held the magic blade and attacked from the side while Ye Chen was fighting with the mysterious man. The magic blade cut through the air, bringing up a black whirlwind. Ye Chen sensed the attack from behind, tapped his toes lightly, dodged sideways, and stabbed Meiyuan with his backhand. Meiyuan's figure flashed, slid away like a loach, and the magic blade in her hand slashed towards Ye Chen's waist. Ye Chen quickly raised his sword to block it, and there was a loud "clang" sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The three of them fought back and forth. For a moment, the magic power of this empty land was surging, and sand and rocks were flying. Ye Chen was fighting one against two. Although his swordsmanship was superb, the other party cooperated well, and it was difficult for him to win for a while.

After dozens of rounds, the mysterious man suddenly shouted and swung his magic wand vigorously. The fallen leaves on the ground flew up and turned into countless sharp blades, sweeping towards Ye Chen. Ye Chen's eyes focused, and the fairy sword in his hand danced quickly, forming a sword net, blocking the fallen leaves and sharp blades one after another. At this moment, Meiyuan seized the opportunity, gathered all her magic power on the magic blade, and performed a fatal blow. The magic blade shone brightly, like a black sun, and slashed towards Ye Chen fiercely.

Ye Chen felt the powerful force of this attack and did not dare to take it head-on. He kicked the ground with both feet and retreated several feet backward. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with both hands and chanted a spell to form a fairy power shield in front of him. Meiyuan's attack hit the shield, making a loud noise that shook the earth. The shield was instantly shaky, but it barely blocked this fatal blow.

Seeing that his attack missed, the mysterious man frowned and exchanged glances with Meiyuan. The two of them understood each other. The mysterious man waved his magic wand again and drew a mysterious rune on the ground. The rune glowed and instantly enveloped Meiyuan. Then, the mysterious man sent a powerful magic attack towards Ye Chen. Ye Chen was busy resisting. The mysterious man took Meiyuan, who was wrapped in the rune, and soared into the sky, disappearing in the thick fog in an instant.

Ye Chen looked at the direction they left and sighed helplessly. He knew that if Meiyuan escaped this time, it would become a big problem in the future. But at this moment, he could only give up temporarily and make a long-term plan after returning. The thick fog was still pervasive. Ye Chen's figure seemed a little lonely in this mysterious foggy forest. Only the tightly grasped fairy sword still exuded a trace of firmness, as if telling of his unwillingness and persistence...