Chu Qianli could sense the approaching danger, and even knew that if she raised her hand and sent out a palm strike, those dangers would not touch her at all.
But she was very tired.
Her entire body felt as if it were burning in a fierce fire, causing every meridian and every inch of her skin to suffer immensely.
And that name, that figure, was like the gentlest breeze, slowly cooling the burning heat in her heart.
The poisoned darts were less than an arm's length from her heart.
Hua Rong breathed a sigh of relief, watching the poisoned darts pierce towards Chu Qianli's heart.
But just as the poisoned darts were about to touch Chu Qianli's chest, suddenly, a flash of silver light appeared.
With a clang, the two poisoned darts were blocked by sword energy.
Instantly, they embedded themselves in an unknown corner.
"Who?" Hua Rong asked, leaping up and retreating more than ten steps.
She had been too severely injured by Chu Qianli and had been so focused on dealing with this brat that she hadn't noticed someone approaching.
However, no matter how careless she was, there were few people in this world who could approach without her noticing.
Who exactly was it?
"Form arises from the mind, desire arises from movement, movement leads to greed and killing, and killing breeds malevolence."
A deep voice came from not far away.
Chu Qianli trembled violently, her blood-red eyes seeming to regain a bit of their brilliance.
A figure in plain white landed lightly beside her.
Chu Qianli instinctively wanted to attack, but his voice, like a gust of wind, sounded in her ear, as if caressing her heart:
"All beings are troubled, and all troubles are suffering. Troubles are neither born nor destroyed, neither impure nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."
Troubles are neither born nor destroyed, neither impure nor pure...
Chu Qianli's thin lips moved, and she subconsciously entered the intention of the incantation, silently reciting it in her heart.
The ball of flame in her dantian gradually seemed to burn less fiercely.
Her body also felt less uncomfortable.
"Neither born nor destroyed, neither impure nor pure..."
The white-clothed man's large palm landed on her shoulder, and a cool aura immediately seeped into her body.
Chu Qianli closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
It felt truly cool, and the burning pain in her body seemed to be extinguished a bit more...
"It's you?" Hua Rong took two steps forward.
Seeing the white-clothed man calming Chu Qianli's breath, her eyes darkened, and she said angrily, "Do you know that by saving her today, she will inevitably become a devil tomorrow!"
That terrifying internal energy was definitely an enemy to everyone in the martial world!
It was too terrifying!
If she couldn't control it, who knew if she would become a mad killer in the future?
"Her nature is pure, she simply doesn't know how to wield that power."
"If she doesn't know how to wield it, regardless of her nature, if she is controlled by inner demons in the future, she will also become a tool for killing!"
"One should not always think in the worst-case scenario..."
"Feng Dingchu! You yourself are living like this, look at yourself now, neither human nor ghost, this world is a devil to you, how dare you have the right to think in a good direction?"
Hua Rong's anger was increasingly ignited.
She simply couldn't stand people who, after being hurt, could still believe in the inherent goodness of human nature!
She hated those who only wanted to see the good side of things the most!
She truly hated it!
"You helped her, and in the future, she may very well become your enemy! Why did you save her?"
Her palm was filled with internal energy, and her eyes were full of killing intent.
"Get out of the way, I want to kill her to eliminate future trouble!"