The world reincarnates, each time a new talent!

15: Miss Mu, this is what you said!”Since you won’t hand him over, I’ll personally bring him out.”

Ning Yuan spoke calmly, while Zuo Zimu, who had lost all his Internal Energy, was already terrified, fearing he might anger the other party further and instantly die. He quickly shouted, ”I’ll hand him over, I’ll hand him over now!”

”What are you waiting for? Hurry and bring him out!”

With that, Zuo Zimu turned his head and suddenly shouted loudly.

”Yes, yes!”

The Disciples nodded repeatedly.

Ning Yuan also took this time to feel the True Qi he had absorbed.

Although the Wuliang Sword Sect had many people, their cultivation was mediocre.

It brought no improvement to Ning Yuan.

Just then, Zhong Ling also walked out haughtily.

She had clearly already seen the situation outside from her room.

”Are you the rescuer my father sent?”

Zhong Ling said joyfully from a distance.

”I didn’t expect Brother Duan to be so quick; he told my father so fast. I thought I’d have to wait a few more days.”

Zhong Ling’s voice was delicate and soft, her tone gentle.

She had a round face, a small dimple at the corner of her mouth, a face like the morning glow, eyes like autumn water, skin like congealed fat, a smile like a flower, and a radiant appearance.

Although her head and face were covered in soot and grass, it did not conceal her beauty. Her skin was fair and tender, rosy-white, making her look even more charming and lovely.

”Oh, right.”

Before Ning Yuan could speak, Zhong Ling continued, ”I just heard in the room that they called you Southern Murong. I think I’ve heard that name before; he’s a famous hero in the Jianghu.”

Zhong Ling looked up at Ning Yuan, her large eyes filled with admiration.

Murong Fu was handsome, had the demeanor of a prominent family, and possessed high martial arts skills, naturally making him very attractive.

”It’s just a slight reputation, that’s all.”

Ning Yuan smiled slightly and added, ”Let’s go.”

Hearing this, Zhong Ling hesitated, then shook her head, ”No, I can’t leave now. What if Brother Duan comes back and can’t find me? He’ll be in danger.”

”You mean Duan Yu? He’s the one who told me about this place.”

”Brother Duan asked you to come?”

Zhong Ling’s eyes lit up, immediately showing surprise.

”That’s right. I heard you are Zhong Wanchou’s daughter from Wanchou Valley. This time, I came to Dali specifically to visit your father, Valley Master Zhong. If we go down the mountain now, we might meet Young Master Duan on the way back.”

Ning Yuan said with a smile.

At this, Zhong Ling no longer hesitated, ”You’re right, let’s go now.”

The four left Zuo Zimu and the rest of the Wuliang Sword Sect sadly lying on the ground.

However, as they were about to descend the mountain, Zhong Ling couldn’t help but turn back, ”There’s a method for making the antidote in here. You can cure yourselves.”

Zhong Ling threw down the prescription and then followed Ning Yuan down the mountain... Meanwhile, on the other side.

Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing, riding horses, finally escaped the assassins sent by Madam Wang to track them and quickly rushed towards the Wuliang Sword Sect.

The next day.

The two parties met by chance halfway.

”Brother Duan, Sister Mu.”

Zhong Ling saw them and immediately went forward joyfully.

”Miss Zhong, are you alright?”

Duan Yu also looked surprised, then looked at Ning Yuan, quickly taking a few steps forward, ”It seems Young Master Murong saved Miss Zhong. That’s wonderful! I was just wondering how I could rescue Miss Zhong.”

”But where are those two ladies?”

Duan Yu looked curiously behind Ning Yuan.

”I’ve already sent them back. Why, Young Master Duan, do you have any ideas?”

Ning Yuan looked at Duan Yu with a half-smile.

Duan Yu quickly shook his head, looking embarrassed.

Mu Wanqing, wearing a veil and a black bamboo hat, saw Duan Yu’s expression and immediately raised her delicate eyebrows, showing displeasure.

But thinking that she had no relation to Duan Yu, she could only suppress it and said with a cold face, ”Since the person has been rescued, I’ll be leaving first.”

”Sister Mu, don’t go! Young Master Murong is also going to my house to visit my father. We’re going the same way, why don’t we go together?”

Zhong Ling quickly stepped forward to stop her.

Mu Wanqing glanced at Duan Yu, then thought about her injuries and being pursued, secretly gritting her teeth, and silently agreed.

Ning Yuan also looked at Mu Wanqing at this moment.

Mu Wanqing wore a black gauze dress, her face covered by a black veil, and her slender feet were also clad in black boots. Her figure was graceful, a faint fragrance surrounded her, and her eyes were as bright as stars, giving her a rather aloof demeanor.

”Oh, right, Young Master Murong, I haven’t introduced you yet.”

At this moment, Zhong Ling stepped forward and said with a giggle, ”Sister Mu, this is Young Master Murong, the Murong of northern qiao feng, southern murong, Brother Murong. This is Sister Mu, Mu Wanqing.”

”Don’t say my...”

Mu Wanqing was about to stop Zhong Ling from saying her name, but the outspoken Zhong Ling had already blurted it out. She could only glare angrily at Zhong Ling.

”’Water and wood are pure and bright, graceful and clear,’ truly a beautiful name!”

Ning Yuan praised.

Duan Yu, who was beside them, was also about to open his mouth to praise, but Ning Yuan had already said what he wanted to say, so he could only awkwardly suppress it.

He couldn’t help but grumble inwardly, ”These were clearly the words I wanted to say.”

Even as he thought this, Duan Yu said with a beaming smile, ”Young Master Murong has such good literary talent, and Miss Mu has such a beautiful name.”

”So it’s Young Master Murong Fu of Gusu.”

Mu Wanqing heard Zhong Ling’s introduction and looked at Ning Yuan with some surprise. As someone from the Jianghu, how could she not have heard of the names of northern qiao feng, southern murong?

”May I ask, Young Master Murong, what brings you all the way to Dali, and why are you looking for Zhong Ling’s father?”

Mu Wanqing asked with a frown.

Her voice was clear and pleasant, but her tone was icy, without a trace of warmth, making it sound uncomfortably cold.

It seemed as if she was indifferent to everything in the world, or perhaps held great animosity towards everyone, wishing to kill everyone clean.

Her bright eyes scrutinized Ning Yuan, with some wariness.

She wasn’t as easily fooled as Zhong Ling.

”This matter is probably inconvenient to tell Miss Mu, but if I had any ill intentions towards you all, I probably wouldn’t need to go to such great lengths.”

Ning Yuan said with a frank smile.

”You!”

Mu Wanqing’s eyes immediately showed anger. This was clearly implying her lack of strength. She couldn’t help but draw her curved saber and angrily pointed it at Ning Yuan, ”I’d like to see if Southern Murong is merely a name.”

No sooner had she spoken than Mu Wanqing attacked with her saber.

She was an impatient person.

”Sister Mu, no...”

Zhong Ling shouted anxiously from behind, and Duan Yu also quickly yelled, ”Miss Mu, Young Master Murong, please don’t fight anymore.”

”Everyone is a friend, with no grudges or animosity. Let’s not hurt each other’s feelings!”

Duan Yu was stomping his feet in a hurry, wanting to stop them, but he didn’t know martial arts, so he could only shout.

Ning Yuan stepped on Lingbo Microstep, his figure moving around Mu Wanqing, but Mu Wanqing couldn’t even touch a corner of his clothes.

Mu Wanqing’s face under the black veil was unsightly, and she shouted angrily, ”What Southern Murong? He only knows how to hide and sneak around, not daring to face me directly.”

”You said that.”

Ning Yuan suddenly appeared in front of Mu Wanqing. Mu Wanqing was immediately startled, taking half a step back. Then, Ning Yuan raised his hand, and Mu Wanqing’s black veil was instantly pulled off, revealing a delicate face with skin so fair it seemed it could break at a touch.

Mu Wanqing had a pointed chin, a fair and smooth complexion, skin as clear as jade and as white as snow.

Her cherry-red mouth was delicate and well-formed, her lips very thin, and her two rows of fine teeth were like shattered jade.