NFBE Chapter 128
Chapter 128
Xue Qingheng turned around, his face, as white as snow, was as cold and clear as the moonlight. His indifferent gaze fell on her, as if he were sizing her up.
While he was sizing up Nalan Jingwen, Nalan Jingwen was also sizing him up, keeping a certain distance between them.
This forest is 800 miles away from the capital. If he really wanted to kill her, she would definitely not be able to return alive.
The two remained silent, letting the cool night breeze blew against them, making their faces numb.
The moon was bright and the stars were few tonight, making the forest seem rather desolate. Nalan Jingwen found this man inexplicable; he had lured her here but hadn't said a word, leaving her standing here in the cold wind. She really didn't have the leisure to waste time with him.
Just as she ran out of patience and turned to leave, the person opposite her suddenly moved. Without saying a word, he came straight at her, so fast that she couldn't see him clearly, with a chilling aura.
Nalan Jingwen's pupils contracted slightly, and she subconsciously dodged to the side, barely avoiding the attack. Before she could catch her breath, another palm strike, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, came out with the force of a thousand pounds, heading straight for her.
Nalan Jing watched as the palm strike drew ever closer, with no chance of dodging. He had no choice but to brace himself and meet it head-on. The instant their palms clashed, the surrounding energy surged outwards like a tidal wave, causing the leaves around them to rustle and scatter.
She staggered backward from the blow, barely managing to regain her balance, a metallic taste rising in her throat.
Xue Qingheng's face remained calm, not even a strand of hair moved. His indifferent eyes merely glanced at her before he leaped away, his body seemingly enveloped in a silvery halo that blurred his exquisite features.
Nalan Jingwen forcibly suppressed the metallic taste in his throat, his eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous aura flashing across them.
"Did the Snow Kingdom Preceptor bring me here just to fight me?"
Xue Qingheng remained silent, staring at her. A ball of pale golden light gathered in his palm, which then transformed into thousands of streams of light that rushed toward her at an astonishing speed, leaving her no time to dodge.
She gritted her teeth and used her profound energy to resist and dodge, but these streaks of light still cut her body, causing blood to seep out, making her look extremely disheveled.
The flowing light did not stop, and the silver-white figure approached again. The icy aura, as cold as frost and snow, pressed down on her, making her feel a bone-chilling cold. There was also an unfamiliar fragrance that entangled her like a venomous tongue. Her body stiffened slightly, and in an instant, all the strength in her body was dissipated, and her profound energy dissipated. Her dantian was like a dried-up river, without a trace of life.
She could only watch helplessly as he approached, striking her body with a sharp palm. Her body flew through the air, falling like a withered, decaying butterfly, and withered away.
She fell heavily to the ground, feeling as if her internal organs had been dislocated. She spat out a mouthful of blood, staining her exposed white undergarment a bright red.
She coughed twice, looked at her palm in disbelief, and then reached into her dantian, which was indeed barren, without a trace of profound energy.
how so? !
Xue Qingheng walked over slowly, looking down at her as if confirming something.
Finally, he spoke his first words of the night.
"Come again."
Like a command, Nalan Jingwen was furious but powerless, and even wanted to roll her eyes at him.
"what have you done?"
Xue Qingheng frowned and slowly squatted down. A powerful force, as strong as frost, surged into her body and probed towards her dantian. Nalan Jingwen felt danger and could not resist this powerful force. Her vision went black, but she bit her tongue hard to keep herself awake. Her mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
If he were to shatter her dantian now, she would have no chance of escaping and would be rendered useless.
But things didn't go as she expected. Xue Qingheng withdrew his power and looked at her with a complicated expression. She instantly lost all strength and collapsed to the ground.
He looked at her with a questioning gaze, as if uncertain, and once again probed her body with his power. This repeated itself, but it was too much for Nalan Jingwen's body to bear.
She truly felt like she was about to die, and forced herself to speak through the pain: "Enough! When will this end?!"
Xue Qingheng paused, glanced at her pale and translucent face, withdrew his hand, and stood up.
"I will be waiting for you in Qilin."
After uttering these words, the person who had been standing there vanished, leaving only Nalan Jingwen behind.
She was so angry she felt like she was about to vomit blood again; her chest heaved violently, but she gasped for breath because the movement aggravated her wound.
If she hadn't been oblivious to his murderous intent, she would have run away from the very beginning. She couldn't defeat him, and staying would surely have meant certain death. Yet, despite having no intention to kill her, he still tormented her half to death.
She finally understood just how powerful Xue Qingheng was. He probably hadn't even used his full strength; it was more like he was teasing and testing her. And she was far too weak against him.
This made her feel a sense of danger. If Xue Qingheng wanted to kill her, it would be as easy as turning his hand. She hadn't felt so powerless in a long time.
In the pitch-black night sky, the bright moon hangs high, and through the layers of leaves, a sliver of moonlight can be glimpsed. The scene is both poignant and beautiful.
She lay on the ground, closed her eyes, trying to regain her strength, and pondered how to get back.
If she had Xuan power, it would be fine, but she doesn't have any Xuan power at all now. If she has to walk back, she doesn't know how long it will take, or when her Xuan power will be restored.
This made her feel that Xue Qingheng had led her to this desolate place and fought her to wear her down.
She lay on the ground for a while, regaining some strength, and got up very slowly. Because she was seriously injured and had no Xuan power, the cold night air made her feel cold and stiff all over.
She took a few steps, then stopped to catch her breath. The pain in her chest made her feel suffocated and unable to breathe.
It was truly a pathetic situation.
Just when she thought she was really going to die in this desolate wilderness, a black figure seemed to be approaching her from the front.
She stopped and looked at the figure with some wariness. But when she got closer, she saw Jingchi. His handsome face turned panicked, heartache, anger and sadness the moment he saw her.
Several emotions were intertwined, but when they reached her, only heartache remained.
He stood in front of her, wanting to reach out and hug her, but he didn't know how to do it. The man who had always remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain was now showing a helpless and heartbroken expression, his lips slightly parted, and his voice trembling.
"Your Majesty..."
She saw double and couldn't see clearly.
She forced a smile at him, pretending to be relaxed, and said, "If you don't catch me, I'm really going to fall to the ground."
The moment the words left her lips, her body tilted uncontrollably, and just as she was about to touch the ground, a pair of strong hands caught her, and she fell into a broad and warm embrace.
Nalan Jingwen looked up at him slightly, seeing his furrowed brows and eyes full of heartache, and took a breath and said, "I am fine. How did you find me?"