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Gu Liu Ma was just about to take action when he was directly stopped by Ouyang Zhentian: "Brother Gu, there's no need for you to take action yourself; today is my chance to clean up the house!"
He never imagined that this old man would create an opportunity for him to leave. Since that was the case, it couldn't be better. He immediately withdrew and stood aside, watching coldly.
How did things turn out this way? Lan Ran Qingtian explained for a long time, but the other party didn't listen to a single word. What should he do? Should he just let Gu Liu Ma go free?
Xiang Xueer scanned the two people in front of her with her Red Eyes, then reached out and grabbed Qingtian's hand, whispering, "This old man is narrow-minded and will definitely seek revenge for what happened last time. He will definitely come after me. You don't need to worry about me; just make sure Gu Liu Ma doesn't escape!"
"Okay, got it!" Qingtian had no choice but to accept Xiang Xueer's strategy. Although he was still very worried about her, he absolutely could not let Gu Liu Ma get away.
The battle escalated uncontrollably as Ouyang Zhentian put all his effort into dealing with Xiang Xueer, trying to wash away the defeat he suffered during his previous fight with Fire Rat. The two sides instantly became entangled.
Seeing this, Gu Liu Ma gradually began to retreat, ready to make a run for it. Qingtian shouted loudly and chased after him: "Gu Liu Ma, you can't run!"
Time passed second by second, and at that moment, not far from the cliff, Gunaara and Duck had returned to the previously agreed location, sitting there waiting and crying for half a day.
"Hey, what's going on with Master lying down? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Gunaara pouted and kept looking towards the horizon, but all she could see was an endless sea of trees, with no sign of anyone.
Duck walked over nonchalantly and spread his hands helplessly: "Sigh, being with you, a directionally challenged person, is really tough on me. Forget it; I'm in a good mood lately, so I won't argue with you!"
In a good mood? Gunaara turned to look at his rosy face filled with youthful longing and suddenly felt speechless: "Come on, Duck, if someone like Sikong Xueyi can take a liking to you, then I might as well reverse my name!"
Duck glared at Gunaara, both of them immediately starting to bicker: "You still have the nerve to talk? Aren't you secretly in love with Lian Cheng Xue? I see you might as well give up; Lian Cheng Xue likes my older sister!"
"What? You... you... damn Duck!" Gunaara retorted with a flushed face: "I don't like Lian Cheng Xue! I think of him as my big brother!"
"Heh heh, no need to explain; an explanation is just a cover-up," Duck teased mockingly.
Gunaara, her face red with anger and unable to speak, ended up ignoring each other. Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came from the opposite side, startling both of them.
"What is going on over there?" Gunaara quickly stood up and looked across, as if two people were fighting, but the distance was too far to see who they were.
Duck wrinkled his nose and sniffed the air for a while. "Strange? Why does this smell so much like Lan Ran Qingtian?"
"Qingtian? Then who is the other person?" Gunaara turned to Duck and asked. Duck shook his head, "The other one feels very familiar, but I can't remember who it is right now."
"Tch, you're useless at a critical moment. I might as well sell you to a restaurant as roast duck!" Gunaara ignored him and turned to head down the mountain, but the path was too steep. How could she possibly go down?
Duck disdainfully glanced at her. "You're no better; you're the daughter of the Nüwa clan, yet you're just as useless!"
Gunaara was infuriated by Duck's words. Fine, you think you're tough? If I, Gunaara, can't get down this cliff today, then I'm not the daughter of the Nüwa clan.
She boldly lifted her leg and headed down the cliff. With each step, she slipped and broke into a cold sweat. Duck looked down and saw that she really was going down, swallowing hard as he cautiously followed her. In no time, they reached halfway down the mountain.
"Whoa!" Suddenly, Duck slipped, his round backside rolling down like a ball. Gunaara heard the noise and looked up, instantly startled by that large rear end.
"Help!" Gunaara screamed as they both tumbled down the mountain together, landing with a thud on the ground, covered in mud.
"Wow, that was close!" Gunaara touched her split lip, dirty and stained with blood. Her whole body ached, but beneath her felt soft and not painful at all.
She looked down and was immediately frightened into scrambling up. Duck lay sprawled on the ground, having been used as a human cushion by her, rolling his eyes without being able to utter a sound.
"Wow, Duck, are you okay?" Gunaara hurriedly helped him up and burst into tears. "Duck, don't die! We've been through thick and thin together; if you die, I'll be very sad!"
"Cough cough cough!" Duck stretched his neck and coughed painfully, unable to speak. He kept grunting, "I'm not dead yet; you fat woman need to lose some weight!"
Huh? Gunaara looked down at Duck who had come back to life and finally smiled through her tears as she lay on him. Duck shouted anxiously, "Hey, stop crying! You're getting snot all over me!"
The commotion had been going on for a while, and only then did the two turn their heads to look across. They saw two swirling storms forming in the sky, which was clearly the signature move of Lan Ran Qingtian: Tiger Bite Double Dragons Storm Break.
Gunaara quickly pulled Duck along as they rushed toward the direction of the battle. Sure enough, they soon spotted his figure in the distance, along with that opponent. Duck was immediately startled: "Huh? Why is it him? What is going on?"
"What do you mean 'him'? Who is this person?" Gunaara stared at Duck's surprised expression, scratching his head in confusion for a moment: "What's going on? The Holy Ten Exorcists are fighting among themselves?"
Saint Ten? Gunaara looked at Gu Liu Ma in front of him, but based on their power levels, it seemed that Qingtian was not his match. She steeled herself; it was finally time to show her worth. She drew the curved dagger from her waist and prepared to charge forward.
Seeing this, Duck quickly yanked her back: "Hey, you crazy woman, what do you think you're doing?"
"Helping!" Gunaara looked at Duck with a conflicted expression, and he stubbornly held onto her clothes: "You stop right there! With that little broken knife of yours, you can't even kill a mouse, and you want to help? Don't you see what level of battle that is!"
Gunaara glanced at her knife and reluctantly put it away, then hid beside the bushes to watch the fight. At the same time, Xiang Xueer was like a thin sheet of ice, standing on the cold surface. That scoundrel Ouyang Zhentian was simply a stinky stone in a toilet—smelly, hard, and unreasonable.
"Hey, are you done yet?" Xiang Xueer gritted her teeth and began to curse: "Can't you see the wounds on Sikong Xueyi? And those two big pits on the ground from heavy objects? Are you brainless? How could I have killed him!"
"Stop with the nonsense!" Ouyang Zhentian pointed the Golden Silk Great Ring Blade at Xiang Xueer's nose: "Whether or not you killed him doesn't matter; today I am here to clean up the Ouyang Clan."
Hmph! It was clear that this had nothing to do with Sikong Xueyi. She sneered: "I didn't expect that such a dignified Saint Ten level Exorcist would be so confused in a chaotic fight. Since that's the case, I won't hold back."
Xiang Xueer reached to touch her chest where she had been injured by the Demon Lord Divine Fire Clone. It seemed that if this continued, she would definitely not be his match. Plus, she was worried about how Qingtian was faring against Gu Liu Ma. What should she do? She needed to come up with a way to shake him off.
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