Chapter 8

In the depths of the dense forest, a light and graceful figure darted like a fleeting shadow. Her face was as cold and clear as jade, her white clothes as soft as snow, resembling a fairy from a painting. However, at this moment, the fairy was somewhat disheveled, with bloodstains on her clothes and numerous tears. Her beautiful face was pale, and her expression was slightly weary. She kept looking back, as if she were trying to avoid something.

"Yang Ruyan?" Tang Yan was hiding deep in the treetops, quietly observing the woman in white below.

Yang Ruyan, focused on her escape, did not notice the person lurking above. She took a slight breath and began to survey her surroundings. At this moment, she was utterly exhausted. She had struggled in a pack of wolves, fought with a powerful white-clad person, and just managed to escape. But soon, she was surrounded by the white-clad people again. She finally escaped their clutches thanks to her mentor's desperate struggle and had been running non-stop ever since.

She didn't know how long she had been running, but now her physical strength was completely drained. She desperately needed a place to rest.

"Hehe, a thousand miles to meet, it seems our bond is quite strong." A light and frivolous laugh suddenly came from the treetops.

Yang Ruyan was startled and instantly retreated ten meters away, tightly gripping her twin swords and coldly shouted, "Who's there, come out!"

"Don't be nervous, don't be impulsive, it's me." Tang Yan laughed and jumped down from the tree.

"Tang Yan?" Yang Ruyan secretly sighed in relief but was somewhat surprised and more disgusted: "I didn't expect a scoundrel like you to still be alive."

"There's a saying, isn't there? Good people don't live long, but evil ones last a thousand years."

"You have some self-awareness, at least." Yang Ruyan really didn't want to see Tang Yan. She coldly snorted and turned to leave, but after a few steps, she felt a slight impulse. This was deep in the forest, with no one around. Wasn't this an opportunity? Thinking of this, Yang Ruyan slowly turned around and coldly looked at Tang Yan: "Come here."

"What can I do for you, Miss Yang?" Tang Yan saw through Yang Ruyan's intentions at a glance. He secretly prepared himself, deliberately hesitating and stalling.

"Just come when I tell you to, no nonsense, hurry up." Yang Ruyan's face was cold, and she appeared calm. But as Tang Yan approached, her figure flickered, and in an instant, she appeared beside Tang Yan. Her slender hand moved slightly, and a cold light aimed directly at Tang Yan's throat.

A killing move! Without mercy!

In her mind, Tang Yan was just a warrior transformed by drugs, completely unable to resist. So she just used a light and agile movement, casually slicing with her sword. However...

Indeed! You wicked woman! Tang Yan's expression turned cold, and his body, which had been ready, suddenly took a half-step to the side. He bent his body, clenched his right fist, and delivered a powerful punch to her abdomen.

Bang! Her soft abdomen was hit hard, and the pain spread throughout her body. Yang Ruyan's eyes widened, and her body involuntarily bent.

But...

Tang Yan leaped up, his taut right leg aiming for Yang Ruyan's chin. With a crisp sound, Yang Ruyan felt her head go blank, and her body, which had not yet fully bent, shot up into the air, falling backward.

Tang Yan quickly darted forward, grabbing Yang Ruyan's throat in mid-air and slamming her to the ground.

The entire process was as swift as lightning, from dodging and charging to kicking and pressing her to the ground, almost completed in the blink of an eye, smooth and almost elegant.

Tang Yan's expression was fierce, with no trace of mercy. Yang Ruyan, caught off guard and dazed from the kick, ended up lying on the ground, her vision blurred, her consciousness hazy, and her body in pain.

"Bitch, you want to kill me? Not that easy!" Tang Yan pressed down on Yang Ruyan, his limbs clinging to her soft body like an octopus. Yang Ruyan's well-proportioned body was tightly locked, her full and firm breasts, under the pressure, became flat and pressed against Tang Yan's chest.

Despite the clothes, there was still a soul-stirring sensation, making him feel incredibly comfortable. Tang Yan secretly felt satisfied, not expecting this girl, though young, to be so well-developed.

Stumbling into this world, he hadn't yet tasted the women here, let alone a top-notch beauty.

Today, I'll start with you!

But Yang Ruyan was a third-stage martial artist, and the flow of spiritual energy in her body quickly woke her up. When she realized Tang Yan was on top of her, she was slightly taken aback, then furious, and began to struggle desperately. "Tang Yan, if you don't want to die, get off me now."

"Death? How many times have you tried to kill me? I'll make up for it today!"

Yang Ruyan's face was full of disgust, her expression cold, but before she could counterattack, Tang Yan kissed her tender red lips. His free hands roughly grabbed her firm buttocks and reached through the tear in her long dress, grabbing her firm breasts.

Yang Ruyan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, instantly stiffening. Her body, which had never been violated, was now...

"Tang Yan, I'll kill you!" Yang Ruyan was enraged on the spot, her spiritual energy bursting out, and a powerful force erupted from her body, sending Tang Yan flying.

"You beast, I... I'll kill you!" Yang Ruyan lost control, completely berserk, her spiritual energy surging, and a shadow of an eagle made of icy cold air darted toward Tang Yan.

Tang Yan was unperturbed, licked the remaining fragrance from his lips, and slowly raised his hands, green flames silently spreading over his fingers. The icy cold air hit him with a powerful force, making him stagger back four or five steps, but the green flames did not disappoint, quickly dissipating the icy cold air.

Yang Ruyan was slightly dazed, looking at the dissipating ice with disbelief, then at the green flames on Tang Yan's fingers: "You... you... are a third-stage martial artist?"

"Guess? If you guess right, there's a prize!" Tang Yan laughed wickedly, licked his lips, and savored the wonderful feeling from earlier: "I didn't expect Sister Ruyan to have such a great figure. Tsk tsk, it's settled, I'll definitely take you as my concubine in the future!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure shot forward like a vicious wolf, aiming directly at Yang Ruyan.

Yang Ruyan quickly regained her senses, using her agile movements to dodge and retreat, but... the continuous escape and the full-force attack earlier had drained all her spiritual energy, making it impossible to withstand Tang Yan's frenzied pursuit.

A moment later, the rapidly running Tang Yan stomped the ground, his body suddenly tilting and falling. He supported himself with his hands, and a sweeping kick aimed at the retreating Yang Ruyan.

Elegant yet simple, powerful yet exquisite!

Although Tang Yan's body was not much, his previous life's combat experience remained in his mind. Coupled with his ruthless and fierce momentum, he successfully kicked Yang Ruyan's back leg again.

Yang Ruyan let out a cry and fell backward. Tang Yan, grinning wickedly, pounced again, using his legs to pin hers to the ground, and pummeled her chest and abdomen with his fists.

Rough and wild!

Yang Ruyan was both shocked and angry, her face turning pale with pain. This was Tang Yan? How could he be like a wild beast? The remaining spiritual energy in her body condensed, forming a crystalline layer on her skin, shimmering with light.

"Ah." Tang Yan's punch no longer felt soft but like hitting a rock. Caught off guard, his fist was instantly bloodied, and he let out a painful scream.

Spiritual energy protection!

Tang Yan immediately became alert, but Yang Ruyan took the opportunity to struggle free. However...

Rip!

The white dress tore from the middle, revealing her white underwear and smooth, tender thighs.

Yang Ruyan was momentarily stunned, her resistance delayed.

Tang Yan, not caring about this, threw the white dress aside and pounced on her again, pressing her to the ground and grinning wickedly: "Why are you more eager than me? We can take it slow, there's plenty of foreplay."

Yang Ruyan's eyes brimmed with tears, glaring at Tang Yan with hatred, screaming hysterically: "I swear, I'll kill you, I will!!"

"I also swear, I'll definitely take you as my concubine. Want to bet?" As Tang Yan spoke, his right hand suddenly reached down, plunging into Yang Ruyan's underwear, feeling the wonderful sensation of her soft, tender skin.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

A crisp clapping sound suddenly came from behind, startling both the desire-filled Tang Yan and the enraged Yang Ruyan. They quickly separated, retreating over ten steps and becoming fully alert. Even in this most dangerous moment, Tang Yan didn't forget to grab Yang Ruyan's loose bag.

"You..." Yang Ruyan's face changed slightly.

Tang Yan ignored her, stuffing the fragrant bag into his chest while keeping a wary eye on the two people emerging from the dim forest. They wore white clothes and had fanged masks, the mysterious people who had been hunting them.

"Haha, not bad, not bad, the little guy has some guts, I like it!" The two white-clad men looked at Tang Yan and Yang Ruyan with cold, evil eyes, their masks hiding their laughter: "How about I leave for a while? You finish, and I'll come back?"

"If you're willing, we don't mind." Tang Yan's expression slowly turned serious. These white-clad people were at least at the Spirit Warrior level, possibly even the Martial Ancestor level. The two in front of him were not weak, and such terrifying power was not something he could resist now.

"The little guy's mouth is quite sharp, stop the nonsense, come with us." The other white-clad man's voice was cold, and a thick aura enveloped the two of them.

"You're stronger, hold them off, I'll retreat." Tang Yan took two steps back, preparing to run.

"You!!" Yang Ruyan was almost fainting with anger. This guy was a complete scoundrel, asking a woman to hold them off in a dangerous situation? Did he have any sense of shame? Any gentlemanly manners?

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