A slender figure landed lightly on the ground.
Chu Qianli's fingertips held a silver needle, but she remained still, waiting for her opponent to move.
This Jian Wuying was truly like a persistent ghost.
After being injured last time, he had been struck twice by Feng Jinrui and left spitting blood.
And now, he had returned!
"What benefit did Yu Linglong give you that makes you so determined to kill me?"
Jian Wuying working for Yu Linglong couldn't simply be about money.
Did they have some unspeakable relationship between them?
A flicker of surprise crossed Jian Wuying's eyes, but his face quickly returned to cold indifference.
Even with a mask, Chu Qianli could clearly sense his killing aura.
He truly intended to kill her!
Chu Qianli glanced at the system space within her bracelet.
There was still a stun baton inside, fully charged by the seller, likely usable a few more times.
However, Jian Wuying possessed profound internal energy, and she had no chance to get close enough to attack.
The stun baton would probably be of little use.
Silver needles would also be of little use against Jian Wuying, who was already on guard…
She watched Jian Wuying's feet.
The moment Jian Wuying moved, she immediately turned and fled.
Jian Wuying shifted his stance and pursued her.
Unexpectedly, just as Jian Wuying was about to get close, Chu Qianli suddenly flung something behind her.
Odorless and colorless powder was scattered.
Jian Wuying sneered, flicked his sleeve, and the powder dispersed.
Chu Qianli did not give up; the powder and silver needles were sent out almost simultaneously.
But after the silver needles were released, they vanished silently, their landing spot unknown.
She continued to run.
Jian Wuying followed like a shadow.
"Do you think anyone can save you this time?"
A powerful and icy palm strike came from behind.
With a bang, Chu Qianli had nowhere to escape this time.
She was sent flying by his palm, hitting a tree trunk with a crack, and then falling heavily to the ground.
Her breath was in utter disarray, and she opened her mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Looking up, she saw Jian Wuying walking slowly towards her, staring down at her.
"I heard the number one assassin of the Northern冥 Kingdom never kills… never kills those who are powerless."
Chu Qianli's voice was hoarse, and as she spoke, she coughed up more blood.
"How can the cunning Princess Xuan be considered powerless?" Jian Wuying coldly snorted.
Chu Qianli raised her hand, wiping the blood from her lips.
With great effort, she managed to stand up and met his cold, merciless gaze.
"What benefit did Yu Linglong give you? No matter what I offer, you won't change your mind?"
Jian Wuying, however, stared at her hand and sneered, "No need to stall for time. This time, no one will save you!"
Chu Qianli was indeed somewhat desperate.
But she was never someone who gave up easily!
"If I offer myself to you, would you still refuse to let me go?"
As she spoke, she actually began to unfasten her clothes.
Jian Wuying's eyes darkened, and he said angrily, "No matter what tricks you play, I will not have any… You!"
Chu Qianli suddenly lunged forward, opening her arms as if to embrace him. "I just want one night. Can't I even have this small request before I die?"
She shed her outer garment, revealing a short-sleeved outfit underneath!
Jian Wuying had never seen such clothing; her arms were almost completely exposed.
A expanse of snow-white.
He instinctively turned his face away.
But he didn't expect Chu Qianli to seize the moment of his distraction and strike him with a club.
Jian Wuying was almost amused to the point of anger!
He raised his hand, firmly grasping one end of Chu Qianli's short club, giving her no chance to harm him.
He sneered, "A mere stick, and you think…"
But then his expression suddenly changed, and his face instantly turned deathly pale!