Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 873: Chapter 716: Taking You Home

The dense smell of blood filled the entire long street.

After exhausting half the night, Chen Long and Mo Yi were now panting heavily as they looked at each other.

Mo Yi didn’t expect Chen Long’s power to be so profound, able to wear him down to the point of near exhaustion.

In contrast, although Chen Long was also a bit breathless, he showed no sign of distress.

What truly made Mo Yi apprehensive was not the thick inner strength Chen Long displayed, but the restraint on his killing intent.

Over the years, Loulan had been investigating Chen Long, so he was well aware that Chen Long was someone who controlled enemies through killing.

To put it more directly, Chen Long couldn’t control his desire to kill.

This might be a secret that not even Meng Qianqian and her group had discovered.

However, tonight, in order to completely resolve this, Chen Long changed.

It turned out that not only oneself improved in battle.

After a few more moves, even Mo Yi’s actions became sluggish.

Chen Long still didn’t use inner strength to harm him, instead leaving him with moderate wounds using sword qi, not fatal but exacerbating the loss of blood.

If this went on, it wouldn’t take a few more moves before he couldn’t dodge Chen Long’s attacks.

He had to find a way to respond.

Either find a flaw in Chen Long, or shake off Chen Long.

Neither option was easy.

Fortunately, his master had taught him a life-saving skill, advising him not to use it lightly, as it was extremely exhausting and would leave him half-paralyzed after using it.

If he couldn’t solve Chen Long, he would be like fish on a chopping block.

Mo Yi didn’t hesitate for long.

He decided to give it all in a desperate gamble!

He held the hilt of the Tang Blade with both hands, and his inner strength suddenly reversed.

Chen Long’s expression paused.

Why did Mo Yi, who clearly was at the end of his rope, suddenly explode with such strong energy?

His blade—

Chen Long’s hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

His sword qi was temporarily suppressed by Mo Yi’s sword qi.

He frowned deeply.

What kind of evil skill is this?

Mo Yi, at the cost of overusing his heart power, allowed himself only success, not failure!

However, as unpredictable fate would have it, just as he exerted himself to slash out with his blade, a faint song suddenly echoed from the distant horizon.

"Ala... A’da... Ala..."

Like the sound of heaven, it made people subconsciously picture the ethereal Snow Goddess in their minds.

No, not a goddess.

A witch.

This ballad... was left by that witch—

"Argh—"

A sudden sharp pain surged in Mo Yi’s mind, his qi of the dantian abruptly froze, and the move he painstakingly gathered all his heart power to create instantly dissipated into nothingness.

"Impossible..."

As he spoke, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Chen Long’s eyes narrowed.

Now!

He gripped the long sword in his hand tightly and slashed fiercely at his head!

Clang!

A long flute blocked Chen Long’s heavy sword.

The flute split into two.

But it was this instant change that allowed a figure to swoop in mid-air, braving Chen Long’s vast sword qi, and take Mo Yi to the other end of the long street.

Chen Long coldly stared at the person: "Yucheng Building?"

Blood trickled from Yucheng Building’s lips.

He raised his hand to wipe it away, breathing slightly heavily: "Truly Chen Long, my family heirloom got split by you just like this..."

His treasure flute could even withstand Mo Ye’s sword.

And although it had already withstood half the blow, he was still injured by the residual sword qi.

Chen Long said, "Yucheng Building, whose side are you on anyway?"

Yucheng Building chopped Mo Yi unconscious with a palm.

He then looked at Chen Long and said, "Listen to my explanation first. I know it might be hard to trust, but I have never betrayed our alliance."

Chen Long pointed his long sword at him: "Alliance? To be allies, you’re not qualified. His life is mine to take. If you want to interfere, I’ll kill you as well!"

"Wait!"

Yucheng Building instinctively stepped back, holding out a hand to stop Chen Long, "I have my reasons! The Loulan Queen gave me an order that if I couldn’t bring back Mo Yi, my family would be executed!"

Chen Long said expressionlessly: "What does your family’s life or death have to do with me?"

Yucheng Building said, "What I’m saying is, the Princess Consort has already detected my secret dealings with you, so she sent me to negotiate with you."

Chen Long said coldly: "You don’t have the right to negotiate either!"

Yucheng Building hurriedly said, "I know, I know! Just let me finish! You might not care about my family’s life or death, but you surely care about your family’s life or death!"

Chen Long’s hand paused in its sword motion.

Seeing his words finally taking effect, Yucheng Building let out a long sigh and swallowed to continue, "The Shang Family’s hostages are still in the Loulan Queen’s hands. If you kill Mo Yi, she’ll definitely vent her anger on the Shang Family’s hostages. Though it might not cost their lives, the suffering is something you likely can’t bear to see!"

"At the moment, the Princess Consort doesn’t know about the wizard being killed by you guys. If she finds out, it would also endanger the Shang Family’s hostages. But if you’re willing to hand Mo Yi over to me, I can buy you time."

"To be honest, I’ve already contacted my informants in Loulan, and they’re helping to rescue the Shang Family’s hostages. Success is close, and I guarantee that before then, the Princess Consort will know nothing about the wizard."

A hint of hesitation flickered in Chen Long’s eyes: "How do I know if what you’re saying is true?"

Yucheng Building vowed, "I would never betray you guys! If you’re not assured, you can drug me, put a Gu on me, whatever you want!"

Chen Long said indifferently: "Even if you don’t have the courage to betray, can you really save the hostages from the Princess Consort’s hands?"

Yucheng Building: "If I can’t, you can do as you will with me!"

Chen Long said: "Your life isn’t worth much to me."

Yucheng Building sighed: "Do you remember the wind chime I gave you guys?"

Chen Long remembered.

Yucheng Building said gravely, "You might think it was a wind chime casually bought on the street? It wasn’t, it was personally handed to me by the Shang Family hostage."

Chen Long’s gaze shifted.

"He also said something to me."

Yucheng Building enunciated each word, "Give it to, Little Nine, tell her, the Iron Fireworks... she will see it."

...

The first ray of dawn pierced through the mist, laying a layer of golden light across the towering eaves.

Meng Qianqian held Alina in her arms, quietly walking down the street that woke from the night.

Passers-by turned to look, but each one shrank back under Lu Yuan’s fierce gaze.

Meng Lang felt a twist of pain in his heart.

He didn’t understand why this discomfort wouldn’t stop.

He just watched the beauty wilt before him, the flower fading away, wanting to silently see her off on her last journey.

Meng Qianqian held Alina, standing at the pinnacle of the Capital City.

"Ala... A’da... Ala... A’da..."

She used her mother’s song to bid farewell to Alina.

"Take Alina home..."

"Alright, I will take you home."

Meng Qianqian looked in the direction of Loulan, "I will definitely take you home."