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Chapter 34: Chapter 34: A match between a despicable person and a despicable dog, forever and ever!

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Chapter 34 -34: A match between a despicable person and a despicable dog, forever and ever!

When Shen Qinghe rushed to the scene upon hearing the commotion, she could only see a flurry of swords and sabers; she couldn’t even make out the figures of Yan Changsheng and Shen Zhiyao.

She hadn’t expected that Shen Zhiyao would actually fight Yan Changsheng.

She thought that this part of the story had already passed, but the moment she took her eyes off, the plot had returned to its original track. If nothing else, it was Nan Sheng who must have deliberately provoked Shen Zhiyao, right?

Shen Zhiyao was simple-minded, how could she outwit Nan Sheng when it came to schemes? The thing that the female protagonist was best at was sowing discord.

She brandished her sword, ready to join the battle, but Xiao Chen quickly stopped her, “Changsheng knows when to hold back, why run into the fray?!”

“If he really knew restraint, he wouldn’t have injured my father last year!” Shen Qinghe shrugged off Xiao Chen and joined the fight with her sword drawn.

Seeing Shen Qinghe suddenly appear, Nan Sheng thought she saw an opportunity to completely dispose of the Shen sisters.

If she could, like last year, use Brother Changsheng’s hand to kill Shen Qinghe, then she would be able to eliminate the future trouble Shen Qinghe posed.

So she didn’t hesitate to raise her sword and meet Shen Qinghe, every strike deadly.

With the pointers from Xiao Chen, coupled with her relentless practice night and day, Shen Qinghe’s swordsmanship had become incredibly refined. With all the protagonists present, her spiritual energy was abundant, and her sword pressure was even more fierce than a few days before.

Nan Sheng was greatly taken aback when facing Shen Qinghe.

She knew she had a Sword Spiritual Root, and that she was a cultivation genius that appeared once in a millennium, but against Shen Qinghe’s net-like sword pressure, she could hardly display her skills.

After exchanging a mere dozen or so moves with Shen Qinghe, Nan Sheng found herself trapped in an opening.

Seeing the devastating thrust of Shen Qinghe’s sword aimed at her heart, she screamed loudly in fear, “Brother Changsheng, save me!!”

Yan Changsheng swung his sword to block Shen Qinghe’s fatal thrust, inadvertently exerting seventy percent of his strength in his anxiety.

Shen Qinghe had only achieved Foundation Establishment shortly ago; no matter how sufficient her spiritual energy was, she couldn’t withstand the fierce Sword Qi of a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator.

Her body flew out like a kite with its string cut, about to crash heavily to the ground, but it was Xiao Chen who acted in time to catch her.

Even so, her whole body was in severe pain as her blood surged, and she vomited a mouthful of blood.

Seeing Shen Qinghe’s pale face, Shen Zhiyao’s hands trembled; she didn’t dare to touch her, “Qinghe, are you, are you all right?”

Fearing that Shen Zhiyao would worry, Shen Qinghe weakly said, “I’m fine, elder sister, take me back to Simple Residence Courtyard.”

Shen Zhiyao pressed her lips tightly together and turned to look at Yan Changsheng and Nan Sheng.

Yan Changsheng had never seen such a venomous look in Shen Zhiyao’s eyes; he wanted to explain that he hadn’t meant to hurt Shen Qinghe, but the fact was that Shen Qinghe had been injured by his Sword Qi.

“You cold-hearted, treacherous thing, how did my father ever take in an ungrateful traitor like you?!” Shen Zhiyao scolded angrily.

Hearing this, Nan Sheng immediately retorted, “It was clearly you who first tried to kill me, Brother Changsheng was just trying to save me out of necessity. Am I supposed to just stand there and let you kill me?!”

No sooner had her words fallen, than Shen Zhiyao was upon her, slapping her across the face with several blows, left and right.

This time, Yan Changsheng was also a half beat too slow in his reaction; by the time he thought to intercede, Nan Sheng’s cheeks were already swollen red.

The next moment, Shen Zhiyao reached him and fiercely slapped his face.

“A vile man matches a vile woman, together forever!!” Shen Zhiyao fiercely spat out and turned back to Shen Qinghe, picked her up, and flew away on her sword.

Nan Sheng watched the Shen sisters leave before she could react. She threw herself into Yan Changsheng’s arms, weeping, “Brother Changsheng, you must seek justice for me…”

Yan Changsheng pushed Nan Sheng away with a wooden expression, feeling weary in body and mind.

He didn’t know why, but each time he would end up hurting those close to him because of Nan Sheng. Whether it was his Master or Qinghe, who had been the most important people in his life, he had hurt them over and over again.

Nan Sheng was wounded by his indifferent manner, and she said with an accusing tone, “Brother Changsheng, are you tired of me?”

Yan Changsheng found Nan Sheng’s voice particularly grating and replied hoarsely, “What else do you want from me, do you want me to kill Qinghe for you to be satisfied?”

For her sake, he had broken off his engagement with Qinghe, wounding the Master who had raised him, and today he had hurt Qinghe, who had liked to follow him since childhood.

What more did Nan Sheng want him to do to satisfy her?

Nan Sheng was at a loss for words, silent tears flowing. Looking at Yan Changsheng’s indifferent handsome face, she suddenly felt cold in her hands and feet.

It shouldn’t be like this, Yan Changsheng loved her so much, how could his look be so indifferent? As if she were an insignificant person.

She was his bed companion, the woman he loved most; just because he had hurt Shen Qinghe, was he pushing all the blame onto her?

She watched as Yan Changsheng left without looking back. She wanted to follow, but her feet felt as if they had been filled with a thousand pounds of stones; she couldn’t lift them at all.

“Brother Changsheng, if you leave like this, never come to see me again!!” she shouted after his retreating figure.

Yan Changsheng paused for a moment but still didn’t turn back, quickly disappearing from Nan Sheng’s view.

Nan Sheng felt a mix of anger and sorrow, unable to help but sob with her head in her hands.

No, it couldn’t be. Today, she was the true winner. Yan Changsheng loved her so much, he would come back for her. But she waited for half a Shichen and yet Yan Changsheng did not return for her.

Upset, she entered the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

Xiao Chen saw her enter but only glanced at her indifferently before continuing to meditate.

She sat down next to Xiao Chen and said in a low voice, “Brother Xiao, would you keep me company for a chat?”

Xiao Chen ignored her, and Nan Sheng, with a crestfallen look and brimming tears, said, “Shengsheng’s face hurts, could Brother Xiao help me apply some medicine?”

Xiao Chen finally opened his eyes, but there was not a hint of warmth in his gaze at Nan Sheng, “This is what you brought upon yourself, who is to blame?”

Nan Sheng did not expect Xiao Chen to rebuke her so harshly. Her tears fell silently, “Is Brother Xiao blaming me too? It was clearly Shen Zhiyao who wanted to kill me first. Was it wrong for Brother Changsheng to protect me?”

Xiao Chen was annoyed and frustrated. He recalled the scene when Shen Qinghe had been injured; at that moment, he very much wanted to draw his sword and fight with Yan Changsheng, but he had held back.

Losing control over a woman was not worthwhile; he should remain calm and not act foolishly.

While Xiao Chen was distracted, Nan Sheng threw herself into his arms, clutching tightly at his waist, “Brother Changsheng doesn’t want me anymore, what should I do?”

Xiao Chen, looking down at the top of Nan Sheng’s head, said indifferently, “Shengsheng, I’m not Changsheng, you should stay further away from me. I’ve said before, I’m not interested in other men’s women.”

Nan Sheng hadn’t even had the chance to react before she was coldly pushed away by Xiao Chen.

Nan Sheng did not expect Xiao Chen to be so cold. Clearly, he had been interested in her before, the kind of interest a man has in a woman, so why had he changed his mind so quickly?

Could it be that he had taken a liking to Shen Qinghe?

“Brother Xiao, do you like Qinghe?” Nan Sheng asked tentatively.