Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 751: Chapter 622:

Lu Yuan decisively said, "Alright."

Meng Qianqian: "Grand Commander."

Lu Yuan: "Come back and call as much as you want, remember to call me husband."

Meng Qianqian: "Alright."

The horse galloped swiftly, Meng Qianqian only felt a flickering light, appearing and disappearing.

"Stop!"

She shouted sternly.

Both of them pulled the reins tightly at the same time, urgently turning the horses around, the two horses raised their front hooves high and let out angry neighs.

When the horse’s hooves heavily returned to the ground, they were just an inch away from the Heavenly Silkworm Silk that could have sliced them into pieces.

"There is a mechanism, we must dismount."

Meng Qianqian flipped off the horse.

Lu Yuan nodded, jumped off the horse carrying Emperor Liang on his back: "Grandfather."

Emperor Liang weakly opened his mouth: "I’m fine, be careful."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long spear flew towards them.

Meng Qianqian soared into the air and kicked the spear back!

"Ugh—"

Amid a muffled groan, someone fell from the eaves ten zhang away.

However, in just a moment, over a dozen spears flew towards them.

Meng Qianqian held the Green Simurgh Sword, dealing with the oncoming spears while paving the way forward.

Lu Yuan followed closely behind her, carrying Emperor Liang on his back.

Between the two, there was an unmistakable understanding.

It was life and death dependence, fighting side by side, trust and entrustment.

Just then, a massive rumble came from behind.

The palace gates had been shut.

The Black Armor Army was outside, fighting fiercely with the Hu Family’s army.

The sounds of killing were endless.

Yet inside the palace gates, it was eerily quiet, as if two different worlds.

And the movements of the spears also ceased.

Meng Qianqian looked around and spoke calmly: "Stop pretending, come out, Gongsun Yanming!"

Emperor Liang, on Lu Yuan’s back, weakly lifted his eyes.

On the stone steps, Gongsun Yanming appeared with calm strides.

He stared at Meng Qianqian without blinking, as if looking at an old acquaintance.

Instead, he didn’t spare a second glance at Emperor Liang on Lu Yuan’s back.

As if, compared to rebellion, what he cared about more was the thorn in his heart.

"You go first, I’ll handle him."

Meng Qianqian said to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan gave Gongsun Yanming a deep look.

"Go quickly."

Meng Qianqian spoke.

"Be careful."

Lu Yuan took Emperor Liang and left.

Gongsun Yanming did not stop them.

He stood on the steps, Meng Qianqian stood below, the two gazed at each other from a distance.

The thorn in her heart, thought to be removed years ago.

But why now, did it ache even more?

Meng Qianqian said coldly: "Gongsun Yanming, the account between us should be settled, will you fight me yourself, or call all your men?"

Gongsun Yanming did not speak.

Meng Qianqian taunted: "What are you so proud of? You were nothing more than my father’s subordinate back then, do you really think you’re so incredible?"

Gongsun Yanming’s eyes showed a subtle change.

Sure enough, when mentioning her father, he lost his composure.

As for whether Gongsun Yanming knows she’s Shang Jiu, it no longer mattered to Meng Qianqian.

Meng Qianqian continued: "You wanted to marry my mother, but she looked down on you, of course she did, how could you compare to my father? He was a man among men, stronger in martial arts, well-read, eloquent, even more favored by the old Pavilion Master than you, his disciple."

Gongsun Yanming’s eyes turned colder.

Meng Qianqian sneered: "You’ve been ruthless, doing all the wicked things, yet in the end, hearing my father’s name still makes you shiver in fear?"

Gongsun Yanming clenched his fist, a powerful inner strength emanated, forcing Meng Qianqian to use her sword defensively, still sliding back over ten steps.

Meng Qianqian steadied her breath, the corner of her mouth curved: "With such little skill, no wonder you lost to my father back then!"

His mind was in chaos!

Now’s the time!

Meng Qianqian raised her sword and charged.

However, just as her Green Simurgh Sword was about to pierce Gongsun Yanming’s heart, a rope wrapped around her waist from behind, pulling her harshly back to the ground.

She bent backward, using the long sword to stabilize her figure, thus avoiding the misfortune of falling on her backside.

She cut the rope with a backhand stroke.

Looking up again, she found herself trapped in an array controlled by the experts from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

Five Elements Eight Diagrams Formation.

This is... Witch Mountain’s formation.

Meng Qianqian, during her time at the Divine Woman Hall, had read many medical books, occasionally flipping through miscellaneous books and notes.

Among them were records of formations.

However, this array was slightly different from what was recorded in the books.

It must have been improved by Gongsun Yanming.

Although she detested him, Meng Qianqian had to admit Gongsun Yanming was somewhat intelligent.

Meng Qianqian didn’t rush to break out but sat cross-legged in place, meditating.