You put too much pressure on me.

Mu Ling was on the verge of a breakdown.

She didn't even know how far she had fled.

But behind her, it was truly sparks and lightning.

The roaring sounds were continuous along the way.

Wherever she passed, all the Cultivators looked up in shock.

Those who didn't know better would have thought Mu Ling was just showing off.

But only Mu Ling, looking at Zhou Ziming behind her, who was holding a thunder sword, expressionless, with red light glowing in his eyes, felt a terror like a Mortal seeing a ghost.

The key was that Mu Ling had wanted to risk her life fighting Zhou Ziming earlier.

As a result, the moment she slowed down even a little, Zhou Ziming's longsword would strike her.

For a moment, Mu Ling no longer had any thoughts of risking her life.

Because that wasn't risking her life, it was throwing it away.

But what Mu Ling didn't know was...

Zhou Ziming was also speechless at this moment.

Because he was also using Raging Thunder Flash to its limit.

But even so.

He still couldn't catch up to this woman.

Zhou Ziming was helpless.

He could only say to Mu Ling: "Be good, stop running. As long as you stop running, I promise to make it quick!"

Mu Ling took a deep breath.

Her speed increased once more.

Zhou Ziming said again: "Then if you don't run, I'll be gentler!"

Mu Ling didn't speak, and her speed in fleeing increased again.

Zhou Ziming was numb.

"How can you still speed up?"

Mu Ling laughed loudly at this moment.

"Thank you! I've had another Breakthrough in my Wind Escape Spell. Goodbye~ No, no, no, never again!"

After saying that, Mu Ling began to gradually increase the distance between herself and Zhou Ziming.

Zhou Ziming took a deep breath.

"Damn it, I don't believe I can't catch up to you today!"

Zhou Ziming frantically burned his spiritual power, which caused his speed to increase.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Mu Ling heard the thunderous sounds behind her becoming even more intense.

She was scared out of her wits.

She even looked back.

And then she discovered that Zhou Ziming had stripped off his upper garment and was chasing after her with a ferocious expression.

Mu Ling was resigned.

"Fellow Daoist, stop chasing, really, I am a woman you cannot obtain!"

Zhou Ziming: "How will I know if I don't chase?"

Mu Ling: "Even if you catch me, you won't get my heart!"

Zhou Ziming: "That's fine, I just crave your body!"

Mu Ling: "Really?"

Zhou Ziming: "???"

"Oh my, Fellow Daoist, if you really want it, just say so. As long as you ask, how could a young woman like me not give it to such a handsome and dashing you?"

Zhou Ziming: "Really?"

Mu Ling nodded: "Really, but you must promise me not to kill me!"

Zhou Ziming snorted coldly: "You have too many conditions, I don't like it anymore!"

Mu Ling felt bitter inside.

Is it really that in the midst of a chase and escape, you're so bored that you're looking for some romance?

But Zhou Ziming was getting a bit anxious.

His spiritual power was running dry.

"Could it be that I really have to let her go?"

Zhou Ziming was a bit unwilling.

However, seeing that Mu Ling also seemed unable to hold on.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't we take a break?"

Zhou Ziming immediately agreed.

"Fine!"

Then the two of them landed instantly.

After landing, Mu Ling ran away.

Then Zhou Ziming chased frantically.

Finally, both of them were exhausted, and they finally stopped.

----

Zhou Ziming leaned against a tree.

Mu Ling leaned against a large rock.

Both were panting and wary of each other.

Mu Ling was slumped on the large rock at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I originally had no enmity, why has it come to this?"

Zhou Ziming snorted coldly: "No enmity? Do you even believe that yourself? I killed that little white tiger from Beimang Mountain, and you are its mother. Would you not seek revenge?"

At this moment, Mu Ling said: "Then how about this, I swear to the Heavenly Dao that I will never target you in the future, and I won't hold a grudge for you killing my son. Can you spare my life?"

Zhou Ziming shook his head.

"No. You might not make a move yourself, but you are a person from the Heavenly Demon Palace. A simple hint from you later on will still cause me trouble. With your drop-dead gorgeous looks, I think you can do that easily. Therefore, you put too much pressure on me, so you must still die!"

Mu Ling couldn't help but curse.

"You meow-ing jerk, I put too much pressure on you? So you're killing me?"

"Big brother, why don't you look at who is putting pressure on whom right now?"

Zhou Ziming shook his head: "I don't care about that, you must die!"

Mu Ling was also angry at this moment.

"Brat, you're very good. Since that's the case, we'll meet again in the future!"

After saying that, Mu Ling suddenly opened her mouth.

She spat out mouthfuls of thick pink mist.

Zhou Ziming: "???"

...

Three days later.

Zhou Ziming walked out of a forest, one hand supporting himself on a tree, the other hand on his waist.

"Damn it, why is she getting more and more energetic, while I'm getting more and more withered? What kind of Spell is this, damn it!"

Zhou Ziming once again developed a great interest in the Spells of this world.

However, Zhou Ziming took out a cattail fan that looked like a banana leaf fan, his face full of questions.

On it was written: 'Let this object serve as an apology. A single day as husband and wife warrants a hundred days of grace, let alone our three days. As the saying goes, after three days of separation, one should view the other with new eyes. I only wish to live, let us resolve this Karma here, how about it!'

Zhou Ziming was silent for a long time.

He couldn't help but say: "Is 'after three days of separation' used like that?"

But Zhou Ziming was also very helpless now.

The main thing was, he really didn't know where that woman had run off to now.

However, at least he didn't lose out this time.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ziming also planned to go back.

In truth, the original body was too trashy, only thinking about how to avoid schemes, and then passively becoming stronger.

There were many Spells that hadn't been learned.

For example, the escape technique she used this time.

Zhou Ziming prepared to go back to the Sect to cram.

...

The Black-Robed Man's mentality was a little broken.

Because after it arrived at Tianmu City, it discovered that Tianmu City had already been destroyed.

The City Lord's corpse was also lying there quietly.

The Black-Robed Man asked what had happened here.

As a result, the people it asked all shook their heads, indicating they didn't know.

Nonsense, who would dare to say?

When they saw the scene of Zhou Ziming chasing its enemy relentlessly, who would dare to offend Zhou Ziming?

The key was, for the Cultivators in Tianmu City.

The current Zhou Ziming was their benefactor.

Zhou Ziming slaughtered the City Lord and went to chase its enemy.

The City Lord's belongings hadn't been taken away.

So, they directly looted the City Lord's belongings.

Anyway, if Zhou Ziming came looking, they would hand them over.

If he didn't come looking, then it was equivalent to being theirs.

However, later Zhou Ziming did release a message.

"Except for compensation for those who suffered innocently, take the rest for yourselves!"

For a moment, Zhou Ziming grew tall in the hearts of these people.

And since the Black-Robed Man was sneaky, hiding its head and showing its tail, looking like it wasn't a good person, they were even less likely to tell it what had happened here.

The Black-Robed Man couldn't ask anything, and in the end, it could only give up.

Finally, it could only find Mu Ling first.

It's just that when the Black-Robed Man found Mu Ling, it felt terrible.

Because at this moment, Mu Ling was also curled up in a cave, shivering.

Upon hearing the sound of thunder, Mu Ling couldn't help but scream.

Black-Robed Man: "???"

And when Mu Ling saw the Black-Robed Man, she hurriedly asked: "Are you the Holy Envoy of the Yao Race?"

The Black-Robed Man nodded.

Mu Ling was overjoyed: "Quick, take me back to the Heavenly Demon Palace. I don't want to be in this place anymore, I want to go home!"

Black-Robed Man: "..."