Yu Yong City was bustling with pedestrians, coming and going like a tide of fish, yet upon entering Medicine Temple, not a single shadow could be seen.
It seemed someone had cleared the area early, making way for a duel between two Fourth Rank Martial Artists.
Beyond the Brahman Gate, a tall woman caught sight of a Douli Swordsman emerging from the Great Heroic Hall, his figure shrouded in rising smoke, as though he had just lit incense.
Inside the hall, the Bodhisattva of Medicine Temple was enshrined.
"By my count, it has been three days since we last met."
Qin Qingluo spoke this with a smile.
Chen Yi had killed Ye Ming and Chou Gang; earlier, he had even rescued the Demon Empress, kidnapped the Saintess, and repeatedly thwarted her schemes. To Qin Qingluo, he was a thorn in her side, a nail in her flesh.
Despite this, upon meeting Chen Yi again, her mood remained calm.
Because she had the gun.
A gun is the king of all weapons.
