Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 82 - 80 Yan Yurou Encounters an Ambush_3

Chapter 82: Chapter 80 Yan Yurou Encounters an Ambush_3

Licked the corner of his mouth, clearly savoring that enticing taste, even more delicious than he had imagined.

But not everyone possesses the high quality of Wu Daoxu.

"Playing the saint but acting the whore, colluding with Evil Cultivators, if your sect finds out about this, they’ll likely cripple your cultivation on the spot. Be smart and hand over the person, otherwise, you can’t bear the consequences."

The previously silent Junior Brother Wu Anwen finally spoke up.

At least he believed his words were intimidating.

Lu Luo was about to shut the door, but she stopped immediately and opened it again, her gaze turning toward Wu Anwen.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Hehe, yes, pretty lady, looking at you, you must have taken the path of Dual Cultivation to be selling yourself here. With your realm, I’m afraid you can’t withstand us two brothers. Once we cripple your cultivation, you’ll probably only be able to..."

Slap!

The world spun.

It was just a blur in front of his eyes; before he could see clearly, with a twist of his head, he staggered backward five or six steps from a slap.

Wu Daoxu was shocked inside; he didn’t even have time to stop his junior brother, but his flying sword did not hesitate and stabbed forward!

Clang!

Casually flicked away.

His originally transparent nails had now grown about two inches long, not only that, but they had also become solid and exceptionally tough.

He raised his hand, and the whip that had been in his room moved automatically in the absence of any wind, flying straight into his palm. This item, which was supposed to add spice, had now become a lethal weapon.

His left hand formed a seal, and immediately from all directions, a sharp aura surged toward him, causing both men to change their expressions drastically.

"Core Formation!?"

Even a fool would realize this was not someone of their same realm, but they could not have imagined that Qingshui County, a city of a few thousand households, would have such an expert.

Swoosh—

His neat, pure white shirt was torn open by a fierce wind, the Wind Technique striking directly from behind, frightening Wu Daoxu into immediately ducking, almost grazing his scalp.

The second brother reacted the fastest, running away without hesitation the moment he sensed Lu Luo’s cultivation.

"Miss, Miss! There’s a misunderstanding..."

Trying to explain, cursing his own junior brother inside for not keeping his mouth shut!

"A misunderstanding my ass!"

Another whip came crashing down, splitting even the bluestone pavement in front, its force terrifying.

Now, Lu Luo was truly infuriated. Initially ready to let them off, they had to personally bring trouble upon themselves. Seeing that reasoning was impossible, Wu Daoxu had no choice but to grab his unconscious third junior brother and start fleeing.

The sky was already dimly lit.

Lu Luo continued to chase the three brothers, lashing their bodies with her whip to vent her anger, but the four people engaged in this chase did not know that during this time,

the residence of the Jiang family had a door slightly ajar.

"Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang, today I’ve brought some special products from the State City for you."

She voluntarily unlocked the door, Yan Yurou holding several oil paper packages, planning to invite Jiang Feng for breakfast, as the couple hadn’t seen each other for almost a month.

The anticipation on her face slowly vanished because she realized that Jiang Lang was not exercising in the courtyard as usual in the morning. But soon, the door curtain was lifted.

"Jiang Lang, you’re awake... you are."

Standing in front of her, was a woman dressed in white, her upper garment embroidered with the emblem of the Fan Yin Sect.

At this moment, her face was filled with smiles.

"Little fox spirit, you’ve made me wait."

The dangerous aura on her body startled Yan Yurou, causing her to retreat in panic, looking at the other with fear in her eyes.

"You are, Fairy Wu... Why are you in Jiang Lang’s house."

"What do you think?"

Clang!

The three-foot green blade was drawn directly!

The smile carried a hint of mockery and resentment, then holding the sword, she walked straight toward Yan Yurou.

"Little fox spirit, remember not to seduce my man in your next life."

"Did you remember that?"