Ten miles outside Iron Palm Mountain.
Lu Nanzhi stopped and gripped the jade stone in her hand. The clear vibrations just moments ago suddenly disappeared, as she stood on the high ground looking towards the misty dense forest ahead in the mountain depression, something felt amiss.
Clang!
Two beams of sword light shot towards her from behind, Lu Nanzhi slightly tilted her face, and a wall of ice suddenly appeared behind her.
Ice shards splattered, the two approached hand in hand.
Same age, same appearance, if not for their clearly different attires, it would be hard to tell them apart.
"Lu Nanzhi, what a coincidence." Xu Qianjin flourished her light sword with a harmless smile.
Xu Qiancheng excitedly shouted with his tiger teeth showing, "Sis, stop babbling with her, let's kill her first and then find Xie Jingshan and Song Zhi'ang."
Lu Nanzhi turned around, coldness radiated around her.
"Since we've met, draw your swords!"
*
Inside the tree hole.
