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Tai Yan only snorted coldly and used her hand to block the attack. But she did not expect the blade to change its direction, stabbing into the hind legs of the horse. With a blade stuck in its leg, the crisp sound of the horse's bones could be heard as it collapsed in pain. Tai Yan, unprepared for this feint, lost her balance.

Her adaptability was naturally top-notched. With a tilt, she was already in the air, yet she still held tightly onto Yao Xun. Meng Fuyao lifted her hand and quickly flew to a bamboo plant and stuck something on there. Curious, Tai Yan subconsciously wanted to see but due to her height, she could not. So she could only step on Yao Xun to fly higher, and in that instant, she felt a gust of wind under her feet. Meng Fuyao had already rushed over and grabbed Yao Xun.

Tai Yan looked up and saw that the thing stuck on the bamboo was nothing but a toothpick. She turned purple, flipped over and glared at Meng Fuyao. ”You are very cunning, but you are fighting with a skilled person. This is not something you can win merely with wits.”

Meng Fuyao looked at her, grinning from ear to ear. Though this midget was very strong, it was apparent that she had a lack of experience. Since Meng Fuyao's wounds were healing and now she could wield the ”Cleaving Nine Heavens” it would not be hard to end the fight with a draw.

That being said, why must they fight? Why can't they instead make use of the 'I will destroy everything Zhangsun Wuji has' mindset instead?

”Say, why are you blocking the way here?” Meng Fuyao laughed. ”To kill me? Or to slap me again? If so, why are you sprouting so much nonsense?”

”For what reason would I kill you?” replied Tai Yan emotionlessly. ”I am a true disciple, unlike that Zhangsun Wuji that joined in halfway. Unless it is the enemy of the sect, I will not kill.”

Meng Fuyao smiled immediately but then heard Tai Yan adding, ”I am only here to ask you to pass a message to Zhangsun Wuji. Teacher has something to tell him, ask him to listen carefully.”

Surprised, Meng Fuyao asked, ”His teacher is here?”

”No.”

”Then how would he know his teacher's message?”

”All you have to do is pass the message,” retorted Tai Yan, annoyed.

”Why don't you pass the message yourself?” questioned Meng Fuyao, ignoring her blatant annoyance.

Tai Yan remained silent. After a while, with a murderous glare, she warned Meng Fuyao, ”Another question and I will really kill you.”

”Fine, fine, I shan't ask then.” Meng Fuyao shrugged her shoulders. ”Miss Tai Yan, please focus on honing your skills to kill Zhangsun Wuji, stop interrupting our matters. Also, if you want to kill me, go ahead. But do not barge into the palace and disrupt his Majesty, he is who I need to protect. ”

Coldly, Tai Yan spat. ”Since when was it up to you to order me around?” She turned to walk away and suddenly turned back. ”You probably think that you will be Zhangsun Wuji's queen?” With a strange gaze, Tai Yan looked at Meng Fuyao. That emerald green eyes resembled a shattered piece of jade in the abyss, bore into her soul.

”You are really pitiful.”

The gaze that penetrated Meng Fuyao made her felt anxious as she pointed to herself and asked, ”Me? Pitiful?”

Leaving an insouciant glance for Meng Fuyao, she vanished. Meng Fuyao stood there as she looked to the sky in shock. Suddenly, the sound of the bamboo leaves rustling, and a light fragrance wafted past her nose. Without looking back, she said, ”Here you are to fetch me again. I'm not a kid. Plus, look, Tai Yan didn't manage to do anything to me anyways.”

Zhangsun Wuji smiled. ”A kid is less worrisome than you.”

Meng Fuyao rolled her eyes and asked, ”You heard the sentence just now, what did she mean?”

Zhangsun Wuji did not reply. He seemed to be troubled with some matters, a little absent-minded. After a moment, he pulled Meng Fuyao into his embrace and quietly asked, ”Fuyao, when can our hard work be in the same direction?”

Meng Fuyao looked up. The light in his eyes seemed to have been dimmed. As the bamboo forest reflected on that purple embroidered robe, he seemed a little mottled from the shadows. Fuyao felt that his breath was not stable and actually felt downcasted along with him. She sighed. ”Give up, Zhangsun Wuji.'

Zhangsun Wuji froze as he remained silent. Meng Fuyao thought about it and quietly said, ”Actually Tai Yan's personality isn't that evil, and she is pretty skilled in martial arts, but that height of hers… sigh, if there was a perfect girl out there that matched you, I would be relieved.”

Zhangsun Wuji stayed silent. Suddenly, he laughed.

He laughed, but it was unlike the usual gentle and loving laughter. This was cold and harsh. With a wave, he pushed Meng Fuyao away.

It was the first time he had pushed her away ever since they met.