BIRTH OF DRAGON WARRIORS
91 - Feng Huang Lin

Conditions at the Merak Moon Shop before were fine. Jing Hao and Shen Liang served the shop customers as usual and even the atmosphere in this place went as it should.

It was just that just as Shen Liang was about to exit the tavern, suddenly a wind blew very fast from behind his body and the next second sounded like a lightning strike.

The building of the Moon Peacock Store split in two and one of its parts exploded. The previously calm atmosphere had now become terrifying and filled with hysterical screams. Especially among the ruins of the building, seen some people and waiters who are lifeless with body parts that are split.

Jing Hao was lucky to be in another part of the Peacock Moon Shop, but that did not make him relieved at all. He was clearly in shock, especially when he saw one of the waiters sitting on the floor groaning in pain because his wrist was slashed by something that was somehow.

A swordsman who was a customer in the shop called out and said that the maid immediately wrapped the cloth around her hand to stop the bleeding. He himself seemed to be holding his sword firmly and then darted, figuring out the figure who had carried out this shocking attack.

Outside the shop, Shen Liang fell unconscious. Back then, Chu Kai had just arrived with Xia Ling Qing and was amazingly shocked by what happened. His eyes widened when he saw the body of his friend who was hit by a block of wood, there was even blood pouring on the young man's forehead.

"Shen Liang...!!" Chu Kai hurried over to Shen Liang and put away the wooden block that had befallen his friend. Worry was clearly visible on his face as he flipped Shen Liang's body.

"Brother Shen? Shen Liang's...!" Chu Kai patted Shen Liang's cheek softly and continued to call out the name of his comrade. He also checked the pulse on Shen Liang's neck and on his wrist.

"Take your friend away from here," Xia Ling Qing opened his voice. He darted and stepped on one of the buildings with a straight forward view.

Chu Kai looked at Xia Ling Qing for a moment before starting to hold Shen Liang. He then moved to take her to a safe place. On the other hand, the warriors who were some of the shop patrons were there to help bring the injured people along. Jing Hao was too.

Xia Ling Qing turned his head for a moment to see the citizens rushing off to save themselves. His facial expression did not change, but his eyes were so cold. He held his sword firmly and was as if he was holding back anger over what had happened.

Xia Ling Qing heard the sound of an explosion and was indeed not far from where he was... A fight was going on between Liu Han Ying against a monster that had come out of nowhere.

The wind blew and waved the light blue clothes as well as Xia Ling Qing's long hair. His gaze was fixed on one red dot which was about 50 meters away from this place.

The distance was quite far, yet Xia Ling Qing could see clearly even knew that the red dot was a cloth ball that was seen floating in the air.

The cloth ball slowly began to move as if releasing the thing it was hiding. The red cloth continued to move, stretched and parts of it began to form the form of a woman.

Legs that appear level with black clothes that are split on both sides until when walking, the subject's white thighs are clearly visible. And the figure was even wearing quite revealing clothes on its top.

The red scarf floated lightly around the woman. A crescent moon carving was seen on his right thigh. And even without that mark, Xia Ling Qing knew as well as recognized the figure very well.

The 27-year-old woman was none other than Feng Huang Lin, a figure very well known as the 'Toxic Beauty' of the Dead Moon Sect. He was a cultivator who had taken many lives and had no qualms about leveling a place. His arrival to this city was definitely not for a good cause.

Just one step, Feng Huang Lin was now directly opposite the building that Xia Ling Qing had placed. The distance between the two girls was now close, not even 10 meters.

"How are you, Holy Swordsman Xia Ling Qing?" Feng Huang Lin opened his voice, his tone was calm yet with a smile full of rubbing.

"After what you've done, don't you know how I'm doing now." Xia Ling Qing voiced coldly.

"Not really, but looking at the Sacred Swordsman Xia Ling Qing was still standing with her head intact... I thought you were good." Feng Huang Lin touched his red scarf and re-opened his voice.

"I'm so happy to see you, Miss Xia Ling Qing. But just you and I don't need anything else,"

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"Feng Huang Lin..!" Xia Ling Qing exclaimed and then sped off. It was just that Feng Huang Lin's red scarf was moving on its own and was precisely preventing Xia Ling Qing from shortening the distance.

The attack of the shawl was so powerful that even Xia Ling Qing had bounced to the point that his back hit a building wall. His strength was indeed incomparable to that of the woman who was older than him.

"Why is Miss Xia so rushed?" Feng Huang Lin said, "My arrival here is not to hurt let alone kill you. L'm... Just given a mission to make you cry."

Feng Huang Lin blinked and then said, "This is a very difficult task, especially when I get to know how the character of Miss Xia is. Mm... Surely to make the Sacred Swordsman of the Wushi Mountain Sect cry... I need to try harder,"

"You're making a big mistake." Xia Ling Qing growled. He used his Three Streams of Fire Circle and the attack led to where Feng Huang Lin was.

This strongest attack of Xia Ling Qing would not be easy to avoid by anyone and not even a cultivator could escape this attack, Feng Huang Lin also admitted to it.

It was just that compared to dodging, Feng Huang Lin had actually used his shawl to capture a dying citizen and made him a meat shield. Xia Ling Qing's attack also hit a civilian human body to make it explode. Xia Ling Qing was clearly shocked.

"Your attacks are deadly, Miss Xia. You really are a rough girl," Feng Huang Lin smiled as something shot towards him.

Feng Huang Lin's red scarf moved to fend off the lesion, but what happened was that the scarf was hollow even to the point of dripping blood.

Xia Ling Qing and Feng Huang Lin were both shocked. Both of them immediately turned their eyes to the place where the attack had originated. There was a man standing with dark eyes down there.

"Kai..." Xia Ling Qing recognized the subject and then exclaimed. "What are you doing?! Get out of here..!"

"You look very concerned about him," Feng Huang Lin opened his voice. His expression was now flat and he said, "He seems to be... It means a lot to you."

"Feng Huang Lin, I will kill you if you act any further than this." Xia Ling Qing stared intently at the woman in front of him and was answered by a snort.

"It wasn't you who posed the threat, it was me"

"You forgot someone."

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Feng Huang Lin widened his eyes as the young man he had previously seen beneath the building was now right before him. His scarf was even to the point of not reacting, as if the presence of this subject was unpredictable.

"Shen Liang did nothing to you and even the people in this place. How dare... You hurt them,"

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