Chapter 1, Deceptive

The woman closed her eyes, gripping her hands tightly; she did not want to die, she wanted to go back to find him

Her steps were unsteady, indicating that she was exhausted. "Everyone, attack one spot!" shouted the leading man. As soon as his words fell, all the swords and blades lunged towards her ankle

Can it be a bit more pitiful

Yin Qingyue turned around, and her foot happened to step on a loose stone

"Who is your young master? Where is this place?" Yin Qingyue's expression remained unchanged, her tone calm. Only she knew that she was extremely weak at this moment. However, even with her strength waning, she had to pretend to be very strong.

In an instant, a flash of glaring red plummeted down the cliff at an astonishing speed. The wind howled past her ears, and she could still hear the boisterous laughter of the men.

Although Yin Qingyue's physical strength was lacking, as the young master of the Yin Group and a scholar, she possessed excellent adaptability in critical situations. She shifted her position, her hands swiftly turning to seize a man's sword, and then bent it outward.

She swayed slightly, her steps faltering as she nearly fell into the abyss, her eyes widening in disbelief. How could it be him! He regarded her as a treasure, cradling her in his hands for fear of dropping her, holding her in his mouth for fear of melting her. Even when she left the Yin family, he firmly held her hand and said, "Qing'er, do not be afraid, I will come to find you, you will be mine for a lifetime."

If you jump off the cliff, we can still give you a complete corpse. Now, in this case, we will directly dismember you into eight pieces! After all, the master has given the order, as long as we do not defile you! A fierce glint flashed in the tall man's eyes, and he immediately swung his long sword, aiming straight for her face.

"You are about to meet King Yan!" All the men were indignant, once again launching an attack. Each person chose a point of attack, step by step forcing her to the edge of the cliff.

"Even in death, I will not leave you with a complete corpse." The man at the forefront's gaze turned cold, and his sword was immediately drawn.

Yin Qingyue was so angry that she wanted to curse the heavens, what is this situation! Even if I have crossed over, my body has deteriorated! Dealing with those men was originally an easy task. Now, I have been forced to fall into a cliff!

A trivial skill! Yin Qingyue let out a light laugh, quickly sidestepping to the side. When she steadied herself, she realized her head was a bit dizzy. Surviving in the wild, enduring gunfire and rain of bullets, she had experienced it all. Yet today, just a few men wielding knives and swords made her head feel somewhat dizzy! How strange!

The tall men exchanged a glance, and then quickly moved their feet, drawing their swords from their hands as they did so.

Yin Qingyue turned her waist, and her leaning body immediately straightened. She squinted her eyes, which were filled with sharpness. Just a moment ago, she was executing a group of bothersome members of the Yin Group's collateral branches; how did she end up here in the blink of an eye? In the distance, there were green mountains, and here was a cliff, with several robust men in black clothing standing in front of her.

The tall man at the forefront squinted his eyes, and the sword immediately flew out, forcing the woman to the very edge of the cliff. As he watched her body about to fall, all the men revealed a trace of sinister smiles. However, this smile did not last long, as the tall man suddenly felt a pang of anxiety! The legitimate daughter of the Yin family had always been gentle and weak; how could the expression in her eyes suddenly become so fierce! What had once been a frail appearance transformed in an instant into something so formidable!

It is such a person who seeks to kill her! The assassin enters the capital, forcing her to the edge of a cliff, all to take her life! Why does he want to do this!

In an instant, the swords bent. All the assassins exchanged glances, looking at this scene in disbelief! How could this be! A frail woman actually bent the swords!

The woman's complexion turned pale, and she tightly clutched her clothing, "I cannot die without knowing the truth. Tell me, who wants to kill me?" If she were to die, she would never be able to see him again! She still remembered under the moonlight, he wore a long white robe, a faint smile on his face, reaching out to her, and gently said, "Qing'er, you are my only one, I will protect you for a lifetime"

"Also, let me tell you, you will be able to close your eyes! The one who will kill you is..." A tall man swiftly approached her, whispering in her ear, and then suddenly drew his sword to stab at her

Could it be that... she has crossed over! How tragic!

"Do not come over!" At the edge of the cliff, a delicate young woman stood against the wind, her body seemingly on the verge of being blown away. In front of her stood a dozen tall men wielding swords and knives, their faces revealing a chilling light.

Looking at that woman again, she is calm and composed, her eyes filled with tranquility, as if she does not regard these people at all

She immediately looked around, and then at the man's clothing in front of her. Upon closer inspection, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her eyes changed dramatically. The more she looked, the more it resembled ancient attire! Looking at her own dress, in an instant, no matter how strong she was, her mind went blank. How could she be wearing a bright red silk dress! This was clothing that only women of ancient times would wear!

Standing at the edge of the cliff, the wind howling past, she could not open her eyes, "You are deceiving me!"