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"Ha ha--"

Nangong Yang looked her up and down as if he had heard a huge joke, with contempt in his eyes: "Just you?"

It's no wonder that he looked down on Ye Zhenyi. The original owner had average talent and didn't work hard enough. She loved to be lazy when practicing martial arts and swordsmanship. She would fish for three days and dry the net for two days. Among her fellow disciples, her martial arts was the weakest, and she couldn't even beat many servants in the villa.

"I was just pretending to lose to you before, Ye Zhenyi, you don't really think that my martial arts are weaker than yours, do you?"

Under his mocking and disdainful gaze, Shen Yuan remained calm, pointed the tip of his sword at him, and said calmly: "Whether you can beat me or not, you will know after you try."

"Okay, I want to see what progress you have made in the past few days." Nangong Yang didn't want to argue for long, so he took action right away.

Just after they started fighting, he realized something was wrong. The woman in front of him... was incredibly strong. If the previous Ye Zhenyi was a stream, then what he felt now was an ocean.

Nangong Yang's face turned pale in an instant. How could a person change so much in just a few days? Or had she been hiding her strength?

Before he could figure it out, Shen Yuan's men used one move after another and soon knocked him down. The members of the Demon Cult then reacted and rushed forward to save their leader, but almost no one could survive a single move from her hands. They lost their lives as soon as they came into contact with her.

Fear instantly grew and spread in people's hearts. Some people were so scared that they screamed "Ah" and turned around to run away. The fear quickly spread, and the rest of the people abandoned their masters and tried to escape.

But faster than their footsteps was the silver-white sword light, which took a life in a flash. The fastest person had just jumped onto the top of the wall and showed a smile of relief, but his face froze.

His sight jumped up and then fell down, and the last image he saw was his own headless corpse and the expressionless face of the person behind him, and then he sank into darkness forever.

Chen Yuan calmly withdrew his gaze, the long sword dropped, and blood dripped down the sword onto the ground. However, her body was still clean, without even a drop of blood splattered on it, and even her hair was still neat and tidy.

It seemed that for her, killing someone was not even as easy as killing a chicken, and it didn't take any effort at all.

Nangong Yang was completely dumbfounded. When her indifferent gaze swept over him, he couldn't help but shrink back: "You...you can't be Ye Zhenyi, who are you?"

A person's martial arts skills might be hidden, but could his personality... really change so much?

How could the Ye Zhenyi he was familiar with, who was warm, cheerful and lively, be the same person as this man with cold eyes, who looked at everyone like a dead object and killed people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables?

"The one who seeks revenge on you." Chen Yuan had no intention of explaining to him. He only said this in reply, then stabbed his sword into his dantian, and then swept it across to sever the tendons and veins of his limbs, effectively destroying his martial arts.

"Ah——" Nangong Yang screamed heartbreakingly, "Kill me, kill me——"

Without his martial arts skills and becoming a useless person, what is the meaning of his life?

He wanted to die, but at this moment a slender figure suddenly rushed out of the house and stood in front of him with open arms: "Don't, don't kill him, please..."

Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Liu Ruyi?"

"You know me?" Liu Ruyi was slightly startled, then her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she said in a trembling voice, "No, that's right, my father is the owner of Fuliu Villa, please spare Brother Yang for his sake..."

Shen Yuan looked her up and down with interest: "You are using your father's name to plead for him. Do you know his identity?"

Liu Ruyi looked into her eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything, and subconsciously told the truth: "I know, I know..." Then she lowered her head in shame.

Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. As the daughter of one of the leaders of the righteous martial arts world, she got involved with the people of the evil sect. If people in the martial arts world knew about this, they would probably despise her deeply, right?

But what to do? She really couldn't control her heart. Even though he had always humiliated her with words and even raped her since he knew her identity... and threatened her father and brother's lives, she still couldn't help falling in love with him.

Liu Ruyi buried her head in tears, waiting for the young lady's reproach and abuse.

But unexpectedly, Shen Yuan just nodded and said, "You can save his life if you want, but you have to know that I don't have much friendship with your father, and his face has no effect on me."

"W-what?" Liu Ruyi raised her head blankly, "You...you're not going to scold me?"

Is there anyone who is looking for trouble? Shen Yuan gave her a strange look: "It's your freedom to do whatever you want. What does it have to do with me?"

Ever since she found out she was in love with Nangong Yang, Liu Ruyi had been carrying a huge sense of guilt in her heart. Now someone told her that she had the freedom to do whatever she wanted. She couldn't help but feel touched: "Thank you, thank you..."

Chen Yuan didn't know what she was thinking. In her excited and tearful eyes, he asked ruthlessly: "Tell me, what are you going to exchange for it?"

"Ah? Wha, what?" Liu Ruyi couldn't keep up with her pace.

"I've told you that your father's face doesn't work with me," Shen Yuan repeated impatiently, "So if you want to save his life, what can you offer in exchange?"

"..." Liu Ruyi was silent and heartbroken. She thought she had met someone who understood her, but it turned out that the other person just didn't care about her thoughts at all.

Nangong Yang, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, said at this time: "Ye Zhenyi, if you want to kill me, just kill me. I don't want to live anyway, so there is no need to implicate innocent people."

"No..." Liu Ruyi turned around excitedly, met his dead eyes, and cried, "You can't die, Brother Yang, what should I do if you die?"

Nangong Yang turned his head away from her and said, "You are the second lady of Fuliu Villa, no one will embarrass you."

"But I can't live without you..." Liu Ruyi finally couldn't help but say what she had been hiding in her heart, "Brother Yang... I can't live without you..."

"Ruyi..." Nangong Yang couldn't help but be moved, "You don't blame me...for treating you like that?"

"No..." Liu Ruyi cried and shook her head, "I don't blame you anymore, so even if it's for me, live well, okay?"

"As one wishes……"

"Brother Yang..."

You looked at me and I looked at you, and thousands of words were melted into this simple call.

Chen Yuan interrupted their affectionate gaze in a very unpleasant way: "So, you chose to live, right Nangong Yang? Then Liu Ruyi, what will you give in exchange?"