The dust was suspended in the air, unable to escape, yet no one noticed her at first because the security personnel's attention was drawn to the bald monk, who was busy searching for him everywhere. In the banquet hall, Shang Yunfei's hands were still clasped together, but Aphrodite had moved. She raised her right hand and pressed it against her high chest, closing her azure eyes.
Xiao Bai suddenly felt that something was off, a kind of intuition that couldn't be put into words after sensing the atmosphere. He "felt" that Shang Yunfei's body emitted an invisible aura, which seemed to transcend time and space, enveloping the sky and earth from afar. He also saw Aphrodite's movements - Aphrodite's evening gown had a relatively low neckline, revealing her upper chest, and she wore a delicate silver necklace with a small cross pendant in the center. Her slender hands were placed on her crystal-like chest, with her palms facing the cross. When Aphrodite closed her eyes, Xiao Bai felt that she too emitted a power, like a diffuse faith, which surprisingly pointed to the same location as Shang Yunfei's aura.
Xiaobai thought it might be Qingchen who had arrived, right outside the Sheda Hotel on Champs-élysées! And at the wine party, both Shangyunfei and Aphrodite took a very special approach to deal with Qingchen.
Aphthita's move made Qingchen's situation suddenly become more dangerous. Because a dazzling white light descended from the sky and landed on her body, she felt herself becoming more alert and agile. This was Aphthita's blessing of light magic, but Qingchen would rather not have this "blessing", because her figure was completely exposed! A beam of white light shining down on someone, if the security personnel around didn't notice Qingchen, wouldn't they be idiots? As soon as Aphthita's blessing spell was cast, Qingchen heard whooshing sounds coming from both sides.
The special task force of the Zhixu National Secret Service discovered Qingchen in the air and made a move on her. This group had pursued Qingchen before, and now that they had received news of her whereabouts, they would not let go of the opportunity to capture her. In the midst of the bustling city, in such a sensitive location, they did not open fire, but instead used a weapon more powerful than guns within short range - steel arrow crossbows. The crossbow arrows flew through the air without aiming, yet seemed to have eyes as they drew arc after arc, all shooting towards Qingchen.
Qingchen was trapped in mid-air, but she could still move. With a swing of her purple gold spear, she was about to make a counterattack. However, now she could only hang in the air like a target, passively defending herself. No matter what, she had fallen into a disadvantageous position, and the longer it went on, the more dangerous it became. Just at this critical moment, Qingchen heard a Buddhist chant, followed by a "ding" sound, as if some metal object was being struck. This strange sound came from an unknown source, but it was enough to create an opening in the bubble-like illusion that trapped Qingchen, encircling her on all sides.
The dust cleared, and Qingchen felt that the scenery around her had suddenly retreated a distance, and the small space around her had returned to normal. Although she was still trapped, she could move freely in this space. At this moment, steel crossbow bolts with three-edged arrowheads flew towards her. Qingchen's purple gold spear danced in the air, sweeping away the crossbow bolts like a fierce gust of wind, preventing them from getting close.
The power of the crossbow was great, but it couldn't carry as many bullets as a gun. The special forces' crossbows were only equipped with six arrows, and after firing all six, Qingchen wasn't hit. These people emerged from the darkness, ten of them drawing long swords from their waists. A faint glow emanated from the silver blades, weaving together like a net to ensnare Qingchen in mid-air. Qingchen let out a cry, her spear flying out but not going far, instead circling around her body like a fish, forming a purple-golden light screen that continuously shattered the incoming sword glows.
The dust settled, but the fight was far from over. She had experience fighting those twelve special task force members, and this time she was confident of winning. Just then, ten figures appeared, but not on the ground - they were floating in mid-air, as if some invisible force was supporting their bodies. Two more people appeared behind the swordsman, silently chanting to themselves. It was clear that one of these four people was using a technique to manipulate the air and send those ten people into the sky.
The last time Qingchen met the action group, there were twelve people. This time, however, twenty-four appeared. The Secret Bureau sent two special action groups specifically to deal with her. This was no longer within the power of the Wuyi City Patrol Department. Shang Yunfei's Bubble Shadow Great Technique only worked on Qingchen and did not affect others. The ten people in the air also drew their swords and surrounded Qingchen from above. Qingchen withdrew his long gun, dancing up and down, left and right, with a flurry of sword flowers blocking the attacks from all sides, fighting to a stalemate.
At the sight of Qingchen, it was difficult to fight, and among the four people standing in the distance without moving their hands, two more lowered their heads and began to chant. The clear dust in the air felt that the surrounding air was becoming sticky, constantly hindering the swing of the Zi Jin gun. The negative reaction was not only this, she felt a sense of fatigue and numbness rising from her mind. If it weren't for her own firm will, she would have probably put down the long gun and fallen into a coma by now.
Dang, dang, dang, several more sounds came from the side of her ear, as if someone was beating a gong in an unknown place far away. Every time this metallic sound rang out, the numbness and dizziness in Qingchen's mind weakened a little, and she continued to swing her seven-foot-long spear into a purple-golden light.
The fierce battle almost made no loud noise, and the surrounding area was quiet with no one else coming to watch the excitement. However, it was unknown how many masters were secretly surrounding Qingchen, each displaying their skills. The charity auction at the Shangri-La Hotel on the second floor of the Champs-élysées had ended, followed by a brief interlude for the guests to enjoy themselves and exchange private conversations. A waiter carried a tray into the room, weaving through the crowd serving wine, while Feng Junzi took two high-stemmed glasses filled with amber-colored fine wine in one hand, walking towards Shang Yunfei.
Shang Yunfei was still there, head bowed and hands clasped together, motionless. Feng Junzi smiled as he walked over and patted his shoulder: "Yunfei, you came all the way back to invite me for a drink, how could you not even greet me?" Shang Yunfei's body jolted and he opened his eyes.
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Qing Chen suddenly felt that the scenery around him had shattered, and then his eyes fluttered and everything around him returned to normal. The scenes near and far were clear and no longer vague like a phantom.
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As soon as Shang Yunfei opened his eyes, he saw Feng Junzi smiling at him. Feng Junzi didn't care whether he wanted to or not, and forced a cup of wine into his right hand: "It's been many years since we last met, so let's have a drink when we meet again! Come on, I'll toast you!" With this, Shang Yunfei had no choice but to untie his hands. At this time, Feng Junzi turned around and glanced at Xiao Bai.
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The invisible space that had been confining Qingchen suddenly disappeared, and although Qingchen didn't know the reason, he reacted quickly. His long spear brought a sharp whistling sound as it struck down through the air, and his body followed suit, falling to the ground. The ten swordsmen on the ground were unable to withstand the force of this blow and retreated with their swords, maintaining their formation. The ten people in the sky also chased after Qingchen's figure from behind, and as he landed, he raised his spear once again to meet them.
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At this time, Aphrodite in the wine party pressed her chest with her hand, and her eyelashes moved slightly. Her lips also moved slightly, muttering something silently.
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Qingchen temporarily escaped the predicament, his feet firmly on the ground as he wielded his gun with a flurry of movements. Suddenly, a chanting voice came from an unknown location nearby, and two beams of white light landed on the bodies of the two people who were chanting. They lifted their heads, their expressions becoming solemn. A faint, almost invisible vortex rose around Qingchen, threatening to engulf him. Qingchen instinctively sensed that this black vortex possessed a magical power that could nullify all strength, spinning and shrinking as it closed in on him.
She sprang into the air, wanting to escape this dangerous situation, while the ten people in the air were weaving their sword lights with all their might to block her. At the same time, Qingchen also felt his body sink, and he and the gun in his hand became much heavier. She didn't jump out and fall back to the ground, but in that instant, it was as if a gust of wind blew by, and the black vortex suddenly began to dissipate gradually. Qingchen felt his body become light again.
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"Miss Vienna, may I invite you to a drink?" When Aphrodite opened her eyes in surprise, Bai Shaofeng was standing in front of her with a smile, holding two high-stemmed wine glasses in his right hand and making an inviting gesture with his left.
