Qingchen didn't want to hurt anyone, but at this point, she had no choice. If the other side insisted on blocking her way, then there was only one option left - to fight it out. The four swordsmen in front of her were standing in a relatively scattered formation, and the light and wind emitted by the gun barrel happened to cut right through their midst, also striking the middle of the man and woman behind them. Unable to withstand this extremely fierce blow, the swordsmen quickly led the man and woman to dodge to either side. After the dust settled, a three-meter-long shallow trench appeared on the small mountain top, which was created by Qingchen's gun barrel strike. And as for Qingchen herself, she had already charged out of the road opened up by her gun barrel strike and descended the mountain in the blink of an eye.

  Qingchen didn't flee in the direction of Wuyou City, as that would be even more disadvantageous for her. These twelve mysterious experts were by no means ordinary, wearing uniforms and carrying high-precision firearms, having undergone rigorous special training, with seamless coordination and no weaknesses, impossible to be from among civilians. If it was one-on-one, Qingchen was confident that any single person wouldn't be a match for her, but these twelve people working together proved to be unexpectedly difficult to deal with. What surprised her even more was that the opponent seemed to possess some sort of special ability, able to quickly track and sense her position, regardless of whether they could see her figure or not.

  Down the mountain, not far away, after turning over a valley, it was the flowing Yingliu River. Qingchen's body directly entered the water without even making a big splash. The heavy purple gold spear took her all the way to the bottom of the river, where she inserted the long spear into the muddy riverbed, using force until only a small section was left exposed. She had to leave the spear here; otherwise, carrying such a heavy long spear would have made it impossible for her to move anywhere but sink to the bottom. Then Qingchen closed her breath, relaxed her body as much as possible, and floated motionless at the bottom of the river, drifting silently downstream with the current.

  This escape route is almost untraceable, whether it's the nose of a hunting dog or a spy satellite in high altitude, there's nothing they can do. The lower reaches of the Yingliu River flow through the treacherous Hei Mountains, washing out a winding gorge and large and small beaches, as long as you quietly leave on an unmanned beach, you've successfully escaped the pursuit. A hitman who has been pursued also knows how to avoid being pursued.

  But Qingchen miscalculated again, and the twelve mysterious experts were waiting for her downstream. Qingchen was right that no one could track her down with this escape method, and among the twelve people, there must be someone who could sense her location within a certain range. However, this special ability was also ineffective against her hiding in the river water. But let's not forget that besides supernatural powers, human brains are more important. When the opponent lost her trail and couldn't sense her no matter what, they inferred the only possibility based on the terrain at the time - she had drifted away along the bottom of the river.

  For ten years, Qingchen had been practicing her inner and outer skills, and she was now close to achieving great success. She could hold her breath for a very long time underwater, as long as she relaxed and didn't move around. Two or three hours were no problem for her. According to the speed of the water flow and the time that had passed, Qingchen had already entered the treacherous canyon of Jixiashan Mountain. The complex terrain made it difficult for others to pursue her further. However, just as one and a half hours had passed, Qingchen's location had only reached a shallow area in front of Jixiashan Mountain, and the majestic mountains ahead were already in sight. But then, she bumped into something underwater, causing a series of light, crisp cracking sounds.

  The flowing river water had unknowingly frozen quietly at some point, and this ice was very strange. It wasn't the layer on the surface of the water, but rather in the center of the bottom of the water. The ice wasn't a single layer or piece, but rather a network that had just begun to form. Even the flowing water and swimming fish could pass through normally without being affected, but Qingchen, this one person, crashed into an icy net. As soon as the sound of shattering ice echoed out, Qingchen immediately became alert. His relaxed body suddenly tensed up, and with a single step on the riverbed, he didn't directly jump out, but instead charged diagonally towards the shore, flying out of the water's surface. This was already an extremely fast reaction speed that a person could almost achieve.

  The dust cleared, and she found the air around her extremely cold. The water on her hair and clothes immediately froze into ice, almost freezing her body stiff. Then she saw the four swordsmen in front of her, their silver long swords still gleaming with a chill light. Behind the swordsmen were still that man and woman, and this icy, frozen feeling was coming from those two people! Qingchen didn't need to turn around to know that there were six gunmen on the opposite bank who had already raised their guns, and if she flew up into the air, they would open fire. There was no time to hesitate or dodge, Qingchen's movements didn't pause for a moment, almost hugging the ground as she flew forward, her fists flying out in punches.

  Four swordsmen by the shore were already waiting with swords in hand, but they didn't expect Qingchen to arrive so quickly. They immediately raised their swords to welcome her. Qingchen's fists were not large, a standard girl's delicate and slender fist. But the wind generated by her punches was extremely fierce. Before she even arrived, the hem of the six people opposite her was already fluttering in the strong gusts of wind. She had no choice but to retreat, which would be a dead end, or charge forward with all her might for a glimmer of hope. Her fists were heading towards the sword light, would it be life or death? Or would they both suffer losses? No one knew, because none of this happened!

  Just as Qingchen's fist was about to collide with the white sword net, a very fine, hundred-foot-long silk thread flew out silently from the distant mountains. This long thread split into two in mid-air, one real and one illusory. The illusory whip shadow blocked Qingchen's path and struck the sword net, shattering the white light on all four long swords at once. The cold, frozen power surrounding the riverbank also dissipated into nothingness. Meanwhile, the real thread wrapped around Qingchen, pulling her towards the mountains with irresistible force, moving extremely fast. Even the gunman on the opposite bank didn't have time to fire his gun before the thread disappeared into the distant mountains with Qingchen, leaving no trace.

  Qing Chen felt as if she were flying, the wind whistling past her ears, the surrounding mountains and trees rapidly receding into the distance. The speed was so fast that her vision began to blur. In mid-air, she suddenly felt her body relax, as if released by some force. She continued to propel forward with inertia, flipping over in mid-air before landing steadily on the ground. Looking around, she found herself in a deep mountain valley. Ahead of her, under a large tree with lush foliage, stood a man with his back to her.

  "Who are you? Was it you who saved me?" Qing Chen had come to and thought that the strange things that happened earlier might be caused by this man.

  "Yes, it was I who saved you. My surname is Mei, and you may call me Mr. Mei." The man had already turned around while speaking.

  Qing Chen took a step back, her fists clenched and her whole body tense. "You!" she exclaimed. "How could it be you?" The man was none other than the mysterious expert who had injured her two months ago in the mountains.

  Mr. Mei smiled: "It's me, what's so strange about that? You don't have to be so tense, I won't make a move on you. I'm not one of those twelve little radish heads, if I really wanted to make a move, you'd be dead already."

  "Qing Chen: 'Why are you doing this... why did you hurt me first and now want to save me?'"

  Mr. Mei's expression was somewhat profound, and he asked faintly: "Because I want to ask you a question, is it easier to kill someone or save someone?"

  "It's much easier to kill than to save." Qing Chen replied succinctly, as she was an assassin who had never saved anyone before.

  Mr. Mei sighed: "That's right, killing is easy and saving lives is hard. You can kill people, so will you save people? Today I saved you to make you learn how to save others. Tell me, why did you kill?"

  "I killed those who deserved to be killed."

  Mr. Mei: "I already knew that, or else you think you could still be standing in front of me? However, you've killed the wrong person."

  "Must those people not die?"

  "Damn it, indeed damn it! But the people you killed are just the evil path, not the source of evil. The so-called evil leaders you think of are actually not the real evil leaders! Even if you kill them, you can't reduce the occurrence of similar things and can't save more people."

  "What you said I understand, but what I can do is only this much."

  Mr. Mei sighed: "Then why don't you learn to save people?... Never mind, let's not talk about it here. You need to go save someone now."

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