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The place she landed on was a bit more complicated. She was more cautious and wanted to find a place that was more shaded. There were a lot of trees and vines, so it was almost impossible to step on the ground.

Yan Qingyang's waist tightened as he was caught in the net.

Yan Qingyang lowered his eyes. This was good as well. The person behind him had followed her for so long, and he was making use of this opportunity to investigate her origins.

She pretended to struggle for a while and then obediently stood there, looking around.

Sure enough, a person brushed away the branches and walked over. It was A'Ying.

”Yan Qingyang, I've finally caught you!” A'Ying's beautiful face revealed a sinister sneer.

A'Ying walked over step by step, her figure alluring, her face filled with hatred. ”Yan Qingyang, you're really difficult to deal with! I let Shang Lu bring so many people, after so many days, they still can't do anything to you! ”

”However, so what? In the end, you still have to die by my hands!”

Yan Qingyang struggled again and said with a frown, ”Senior sister A'Ying, why did you capture me?” I believe that I have never offended you before.

”Don't you know me?” A'Ying's face had a smug yet wild smile, which made her beautiful face turn ferocious. ”No wonder. I look at my face in the mirror every day, and I feel like I'm a stranger to it!”

Yan Qingyang's pupils couldn't help but constrict. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. He only stared at A'Ying.

This A'Ying was quite familiar with him. He felt like he had seen him somewhere before.

”Hahaha!” A'Ying laughed complacently when he saw Yan Qingyang's expression. ”Don't even think about it!”

”Who the hell are you?” Yan Qingyang asked.

”Hmph, when I cut off your head, I will hold it and tell you softly!” A'Ying walked to Yan Qingyang's side with bloodthirsty arrogance in his eyes. He took his sword out of its scabbard and slid it across Yan Qingyang's neck with a swoosh.

Yan Qingyang felt a chill run down his neck as he grew anxious. Who was this A'Ying? Why was she always targeting him? He had kept a low profile when he had come to the Cloud Flower Sect in this life and had not spent much time in the sect. He was sure that he had never offended such a person!

The problem was that this A'Ying was still keeping him in suspense. He actually didn't tell the truth even though he held him in the palm of his hand.

”A'Ying, why do you hate me so much?” Yan Qingyang continued to ask.

”I told you!” When I take down your head, I will tell it! ” A'Ying smiled viciously and swung her long sword towards Yan Qingyang's neck.

However, in the next moment, she discovered that Yan Qingyang had disappeared. At the same time, a murderous intent assaulted her from behind.

A Ying dodged hurriedly and looked at Yan Qingyang in shock. ”How is that possible?”

Yan Qingyang held a sword in one hand and a green net in the other. He smiled faintly. It can't catch me! ”

”Impossible, why?” A'Ying shouted.

”You want to know?” Yan Qingyang faintly smiled. ”I'll gently hold it up and tell it when I cut off your head!”

After which, he waved his sword.