Chapter 892 Misty Fairy House Crisis 4 ” (1/2)

Chapter 892 “Misty Fairy House Crisis (4)”

But how could Huan Yin’s people fend off against these invaders who could overwhelm the main battle force of the Misty Fairy House? In no time at all, the last of the brave souls defending their home has fallen like the rest.

“It’s over….” There’s despair in the girl’s soul. Closing her eyes out of fear, that beautiful face had no color left on it.

Yet…. the expected pain of a blade piercing her body never came after waiting a long while. Slowly, she opens a tiny gap in her eyes to take a peek. Instead of the enemy she assumed would be standing in front still, there’s only a single person standing in front blocking that view. Towards this sudden intruder, Huan Yin would never forget that face nor the rosy red dress fluttering against the wind.

Boom!

Suddenly, an intense burst of air explodes out of that rosy dress as that hand snaps the enemy’s pointed blade with sheer force of the finger.

Huan Yin could only stand there like a frozen statue over this image. She didn’t blink. Heck, she could barely breath over that immense power she felt. It’s too exciting to believe what’s happening till her heart’s pounding from the thrill of the moment.

Done repelling the attacker with her dominance, Bai Yan begins to speak despite having her back to the girl: “Go tell everyone else that the chief’s home doesn’t need their help. These people are mine and mine alone.”

“Uuuhh, okay….” Nodding cluelessly, Huan Yin didn’t quite register the order at all and only replied out of reflex. Then watching that extraordinary female flying off to confront the enemies by herself, the girl finally came back to her senses after that dullish daze. Making a bittersweet smile: “You saved me again for the third time….”

The first time would of course be when Bai Yan cured her of that condition on the dragon boat. Because of that incident, Huan Yin was now able to cultivate like the rest of her peers. The second time being Silvery and Goldy nearly dragging her down into the bottom of the river. If she wasn’t rescued in the nick of time, she be a watery ghost already from drowning. And now this makes it the third time….

“Miss,” the last surviving guard struggles over and weakly asks, “should we go over to the chief’s home and help?”

Huan Yin shows a frown: “Do you not see the strength of these attackers? If we go then it’s no different from throwing away our lives.”

“But…”