Willing to wait for you

  Huan Pei Jing wielded the nine-section whip, standing in front of the group of people. The commotion ahead had drowned out Zhang Shu's words, otherwise she wouldn't still be here playing with them at a leisurely pace. She sidestepped to let the incoming long knife pass, and then kicked out with her foot. The person who should have been kicked would normally retreat in response, but because Huan Pei Jing was wearing roller skates...

  The four people who were watching the play saw that the direction indicated by Huan Pei Jing's retreating road was actually that group of lecherous men. The group of lecherous men also discovered this and, excitedly forgetting the harm caused by Huan Pei Jing, grasped their weapons tightly and rushed up with crazy laughter. Just as Lin Qiao Fei's four people were about to take action, they saw Huan Pei Jing's foot that had just kicked someone draw an arc on the ground, and with a horizontal sweep of her hand, she spun around in a half-circle. The surrounding people who came up were all knocked flying by the nine-section whip. Seeing this scene, Lin Qiao Fei and the others let out a sigh of relief.

  Among the crowd, some people finally felt a sense of fear in their hearts, tightly grasping the weapons in their hands, swallowing the saliva in their mouths and slowly retreating, but some people still refused to acknowledge the difference, relying on their numerical superiority to desperately charge forward.

  Huan Peijing watched the crowd rushing over, furrowing her brow. The endless waving of the nine-section whip in her hand was clearly annoying to her. Although the irritation in her heart had dissipated a lot, she still didn't feel like continuing. With a flick of her wrist and a follow-up with her feet, the sliding shoes on her feet not only didn't hinder Huan Peijing but also brought her extremely fast speed.

  Or stop or move, Huan Pei Jing's long whip in her hand moved in perfect sync with her feet. No, that's not right, it was Huan Pei Jing's feet that perfectly complemented the movement of her hand, and the speed of the long whip in her hand had clearly increased significantly from before. Originally already struggling to keep up, people instantly became unable to do anything but passively take a beating. Some wanted to escape, but as soon as they moved, Huan Pei Jing's instinctive reaction would make them the next target, and even if not the next one, they would become the one after that.

  Originally, Yu Bai Mei and the other three thought that Huan Pei Jing would sweep away all the remaining people, but they saw Huan Pei Jing suddenly stop in her tracks, looking very unnatural. She was still posing with the motion of just having swung her whip, her hard backside making them realize that something had happened to her. Indeed, as soon as this thought occurred to them, they saw Huan Pei Jing weakly kneel down.

  The dozens of people who were originally still very afraid, seeing such a Huan Pei Jing, were at a loss for what to do. They looked at each other, and from Huan Pei Jing's eyes, they saw fear. The unfocused gaze gave them courage, and they slowly gripped the weapons in their hands tightly, took a deep breath, and then ruthlessly hacked at Huan Pei Jing.

  Xī Bái Méi and Lín Qiǎo Fēi rushed over to the side of Huàn Pèi Jìng, who was sitting weakly on the ground. Xī Bái Méi's hand brushed through her hair, and the already tied-up hair suddenly scattered open, a long whip appearing in her hand. Lín Qiǎo Fēi's hand brushed against her waist, and another long whip appeared in her hand. Xiāng Zhú Xiū and Dú Gū Yǐng also drew out their own weapons as they approached. Seeing the weapons welcoming Huàn Pèi Jìng, the four of them simultaneously took action.

  Evening White Plum Forest cleverly relied on her long-range weapon, directly swinging her whip to lash out. Towards Zhu Xiu and Dugu Ying, although they had short-range weapons, they also had their own methods. With a flick of their wrists, an object flew from each of their hands towards the target. Dugu Ying whipped out one of his two weapons, not daring to aim at the person's vital points. The sharp sword directly pierced into the person's arm holding the weapon, and a high-pitched male voice soared into the sky.

  The last section of the bamboo stick was swung out by Zhuxiu, and the short rod flew very accurately into the target. However, it wasn't over yet. After hitting that person back, the short rod suddenly flew to the left and hit another person. The force of this rod was not very big, just blocking that person for a while, but also gained some time.

  After Xiuzhu and Dugu Ying hit the enemy, Xibai Mei and Lin Qiaofei's long whips also swept away people. Unlike Xiuzhu and Dugu Ying, Xibai Mei and Lin Qiaofei had a great tacit understanding, one on each side, beating all the people surrounding Huan Peijin, but something strange happened.

  The people on the right who were hit by Xi Bai Mei did not retreat backward as expected, but instead trembled violently in place. Not only them, but also the people behind them who were in contact with them also started trembling violently, and soon fell to the ground one after another. On the left, the people who were hit by Lin Qiaofei instinctively retreated backward, leaving bloodstains on their bodies, and each of their faces showed a pained expression. However, Lin Qiaofei's pale purple whip was not stained with blood, and if you hadn't seen her swing it to hit those people, no one would have believed that the wounds on their bodies were caused by her whip. These people also stood for a while before falling down one after another.

  Seeing these people being so fierce, the remaining people all desperately ran backwards.

  "Halt." he shouted at Zhū Xiù.

  However, those people were unwilling to give face to Zhu Xiuzhi. Upon hearing his shout, they not only didn't stop but instead increased their speed and ran forward desperately.

  "If you don't stand up straight, don't blame me for being impolite." Zhuxiu said in a low voice.

  As soon as the voice of Xiang Zhu Xi fell, the people who were running away stopped in their tracks, their bodies stiffening as they turned around. Suddenly, a middle-aged uncle knelt down and wailed: "We're sorry, we shouldn't have blocked the way of you young masters and misses, we shouldn't have had such blasphemous thoughts towards you. We are pigs, we are beasts, please forgive us, these insignificant people who are not even as good as beasts."

  Others see someone taking the lead in begging for mercy and hastily follow suit, with a chaotic noise constantly buzzing up.

  "Shut up." he shouted at Zhuxiu again.

  Everyone suddenly shut their mouths and looked at Xiang Zhu with pitiful eyes.

  "Don't worry, we'll let you go." said to Zhuxiu.

  Those people felt relieved and happy after hearing the promise made by Xiang Zhu Xiū.

  "But...". Turning to Zhuxiu,

  Those people's hearts couldn't help but rise and looked at Xiang Zhu with a pitiful gaze.

  "Take away those on the ground as well." said towards Zhuxiu, pointing at the people on the ground.