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Chapter 143 Rights
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The rabbit gradually came back to its senses from that gentle embrace, pursed its lips with lingering satisfaction, and lowered its head contentedly. Only then did it notice that Tang San, who had been shouting and yelling just moments before, had disappeared.
"Huh? Where did everyone go?"
She looked around; there seemed to be some movement in the ruins, but—"Never mind, never mind."
Her thoughts drifted for less than half a second before completely shifting away. She seemed to understand something; it seemed she hadn't caused any trouble this time!
Xiao Wu felt a surge of joy, even having the illusion that she could receive another reward simply by asking.
It was definitely the right decision to stand up for the kitten!
However, "thump!"
A swift, powerful chop to the neck, yet strong enough to send shivers down one's spine, landed precisely on her head.
"hiss--!"
The rabbit immediately gasped, covered its head, and looked up at the "perpetrator" with teary eyes, the pain shooting straight to its head.
But when she met Xiao Yan's calm gaze, the complaint that was on the tip of her tongue was swallowed back, and she only dared to let out a soft snort of dissatisfaction: "Hmph!"
But her body seemed to have its own ideas; as soon as she finished humming, she involuntarily hugged that arm even tighter.
At the same time, he didn't forget to quickly cast a glance at Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silently observing.
Zhu Zhuqing received that look, momentarily lost in thought, silently pursing her pale lips, her expression revealing a hint of sadness and struggle that was hard to conceal.
But reality was pressing, and the instinct for survival overcame the sting of her pride. After a few breaths of stiffness, her steps finally moved very slowly and heavily toward Xiao Yan's other free hand.
"Don't force yourself."
Xiao Yan spoke calmly, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Wu's uninterested expression before landing on Zhu Zhuqing, "Now that you've vented your anger, it's time to leave."
These words caused Zhu Zhuqing's body to stiffen slightly, and her eyes to tremble.
But she didn't stop or explain; she simply continued the difficult movement until she reached Xiao Yan's other side.
She hesitated for a long time, but in the end she couldn't reach out to hold him. Her fingers, with a hint of reluctance and trembling, gently tugged at a piece of his sleeve.
This is her limit.
In order to survive, when forced to the edge of a cliff, it is the humblest and most difficult choice one can make.
This is also her statement!
"thump!"
Another muffled sound.
Struggling to get up again, Dai Mubai stared intently at Zhu Zhuqing's hand that was gripping his sleeve, his eyes bloodshot and filled with deep resentment and madness.
Zhu Zhuqing instinctively wanted to dodge, but her mind was instantly filled with the extravagant scenes at the Rose Hotel yesterday, as well as the various scornful looks and cold treatment she had received at the Xingluo Zhu family long ago.
It was he who first gave up the right to struggle for survival, indulging in indulgence and escapism.
And what's wrong with me pursuing survival and breaking free from my cage?
Escape the Zhu family, escape the Star Luo Empire!
She was no longer the pawn bound to old rules until death.
This is her right!
Thinking of this, Zhu Zhuqing raised her head, her gaze no longer darting away, and met Dai Mubai's resentful eyes.
"Despicable—despicable—"
When Dai Mubai saw her "unrepentant" and even faintly relieved look in her eyes, the humiliation in his heart exploded!
The word "despicable" stuck in his throat. Overwhelmed with anger, his vision suddenly went black, and he spat out another mouthful of blood!
"puff--!"
Blood mist filled the air, and with the last bit of strength he had lost, he collapsed heavily onto the muddy ground, completely unconscious.
At this moment, the only people in the arena who are still able to stand up and move independently, besides Xiao Yan and the other two, are Ning Rongrong, who has been detached from the matter from the beginning and watching with great interest.
And, the instant Xiao Yan appeared, two figures suddenly emerged silently from the shadows beside Ning Rongrong.
Those were two middle-aged men dressed in simple blue robes, with ordinary faces but wary eyes. They were the Soul Saints secretly sent by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to protect Ning Rongrong!
The two gathered their auras, not fully unleashing them, but had already entered a state of combat readiness, subtly protecting Ning Rongrong behind them.
The current situation seemed too bizarre and dangerous to her.
The mysterious man's strength was unfathomable, and the woman in pink beside him was even more ridiculously powerful, easily defeating Flander and Zhao Wuji.
At this moment, the girl in black also approached him with a forced and submissive demeanor—most likely, she was the legendary—a lustful demon! A flower-picking fiend!
Yes, the young lady is exceptionally beautiful and of noble status, and she must be in extreme danger right now!
Now is not the time to hide. They did not even try to conceal the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's insignia. With a slight surge of soul power, the unique Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda on the hem of their clothes was faintly visible.
They were afraid the other party wouldn't know where they came from.
However, the more they guard against something, the more likely it is to happen.
However, it was not Xiao Yan who took the initiative, but Ning Rongrong, the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who had always been protected.
Far from backing down because of Ya Ming's tense and wary demeanor, she took a step forward with great interest, her gaze fixed intently on Xiao Yan's back. Her clear voice, filled with undisguised curiosity and a hint of the arrogance unique to young ladies, asked directly, "Hey, what's your name?"
To make that powerful woman in pink so obedient, and to make that cold, aloof girl in black, who clearly carried a story, adopt such a difficult yet ultimately submissive posture—
Although his appearance and actions were strange and unpredictable, the stranger they were, the stronger her desire to investigate became.
Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Yan paused slightly, turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell on the girl who was wearing a light blue, shimmering dress and had a proud yet lively demeanor.
"The city's second female genius?"
Everything he had sensed yesterday flashed through his mind, and now, in addition, there was the sect emblem of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Her identity became clear instantly: the apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, one of the three upper sects, and the heir to a titled Douluo sect.
Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly as he sized up Ning Rongrong.
Yes, it's good; the martial spirit is quite impressive.
This action caused the two Soul Saint guards protecting Ning Rongrong to feel their hearts tighten suddenly, their soul power almost bursting out of their bodies instantly! They could clearly feel a terrifying aura that was far deeper and more vast than that of the woman in pink before.
With a casual glance from the man, it felt like a mountain pressing down on them!
Stronger than a Soul Saint—and may even surpass the realm of Soul Douluo!
The two Soul Saints instantly broke out in a cold sweat, their backs turned to the ground, their bodies stiffened, and even breathing became difficult.
They opened their mouths, about to use all their strength to issue a warning.
But the oppressive feeling that almost crushed them suddenly receded like a tide, disappearing without a trace.
The two men relaxed, nearly staggering, and looked at the still calm man in the center of the arena with suspicion and uncertainty. Their hearts were filled with turmoil, but they suppressed their emotions and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your mercy! We'll be leaving now!"
But when they tried to take their young mistress away from this dangerous place, they were shocked to find that...
Ning Rongrong froze on the spot, completely motionless.
To be more precise, it was the instant when Xiao Yan turned around completely, looked back, and revealed his true face without reservation, that Ning Rongrong's eyes were clearly filled with his true features!
Time seemed to stand still in her perception.
Ning Rongrong was struck as if by an invisible bolt of lightning, frozen in place, instinctively holding her breath.
Her small mouth unconsciously opened slightly, forming an "O" shape, and her eyes, which always carried a hint of pride or liveliness, were now firmly fixed on that face.
My heart, inside my chest, was leaking a few beats uncontrollably.
No, that word seems so pale and powerless at this moment.
It was an attraction that transcended all conventional definitions of "handsome"—an attraction that bordered on the rule.
Every inch of his facial features seemed to have been meticulously sculpted by heaven and earth, so perfect that it was breathtaking, yet they also possessed an indescribable, gentle yet unfathomable aura.
Like the moonlight rippling on the surface of a deep ancient pool, clear and cool; like green wood under the warm sun, gentle and pure, making people want to immerse themselves in exploration!
At this moment, everything that seemed illogical to her found a plausible explanation.
If she were to come, I would be the woman in pink.
Even if—even if it comes at a price—it doesn't seem entirely unacceptable?
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