Chu Qingqing sat in the taxi heading back to Wujiang Town, still thinking about her conversation with her father.
Training.
The excuse for leaving the clan territory was to study supernatural abilities.
Of course, just this excuse alone wasn't enough to completely gain her father's trust, so Chu Qingqing mentioned another guarantor:
The daughter of the clan leader of the Taiyuan Wang family, Wang Wanrou.
As the youngest daughter of Wang Maohong, the clan leader of the Wang family, Wang Wanrou's guarantee undoubtedly carried strong credibility. After all, unlike a certain famous disgrace of the Cui family, to some extent, she could represent her father externally.
After communicating with Wang Wanrou, her father's remaining doubts were completely dispelled. Although he didn't know where his daughter intended to go or how she planned to train, being together with the youngest daughter of the clan leader of the Taiyuan Wang family, and regularly returning home to report her safety, would probably be fine.
By the way, not all the aristocratic descendants of this era live on ancestral lands. For example, Chu Qingqing's cousin and uncle, due to work reasons, are often away and can hardly be seen except during ceremonies like Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year.
Of course, Chu Qingqing is still an unmarried girl, so staying outside the ancestral land all the time isn't very appropriate. That's why Chu Jiye requires her to return to the ancestral land at least once a week, to show her face in front of other clan members, to prevent some malicious clan members from gossiping behind her back.
Getting out of the taxi at the entrance of the residential area, she paid the fare and then turned to look at the residential complex.
Hmm, she would be living here for the next few months.
The surrounding roads, shops, and public facilities, everything looked highly similar to the scenes in the nightmare, with only some details different.
The roads in the nightmare seemed more worn, and the walls of the residential complex looked even older, like a shabby version of the real world.
But... it was much more interesting than reality.
Girl Qingqing recalled the various battles from last night with a feeling of exhilaration, unlike the careful handling of ingredients for the meat factory. Demons weren't caged animals; they possessed formidable combat skills and aggressiveness, making the challenge of facing and defeating them more satisfying....
No more, I can't help it anymore, go back and find Cheng Jinyang to sleep with!
So, with a blushing face that could easily be misunderstood, Miss Qingqing dashed up the stairs to the old house, knocking forcefully on the door.
"I'm back, Jinyang!" she exclaimed joyfully.
"Coming," Cheng Jinyang's voice came from inside.
Well, somehow it feels like a wife comes home and asks her husband to open the door... Chu Qingqing thought happily.
If before, she only had a 'not too disgusting' sentiment towards this young man of the same age, now she has a 'hope to get closer' sentiment towads him.
It is normal to want to draw closer to someone like a gold digger finding her benefactor, an artistic soul encountering a sea king, or a sadist meeting his masochistic match, right?
As for the so called 'fiancée,' sorry, but without marriage, you are not spouses yet. We can compete fairly!
Chu Qingqing thought high-spiritedly, then saw the door open.
"Jinyang~" She was about to reach out and hug the other party's arm when suddenly she sensed a strange gaze coming from the direction of the living room.
In an instant, every hair on her body stood on end.
As a severe sufferer of paranoia, Miss Qingqing has committed enough sins to fill volumes. Through this, she has honed an incredibly sharp perception of murderous intent.
She instantly perceived the heavy killing intent contained in the other party's gaze...
...and realized she was of the same kind as herself!
Without any hesitation, Chu Qingqing quickly pushed Cheng Jinyang away with her right hand, while her left hand was already gripping the heavy security door.
The metal door immediately melted into liquid, part of it enveloping itself and Cheng Jinyang for protection, while the other part transformed into rapidly elongating sturdy spears, swiftly piercing towards the adult woman sitting on the sofa!
Kill her!
A cruel look flashed in her eyes, then turned to shock the next moment.
The metal barrier that was supposed to protect her was torn apart in an instant, before she could react, a steel-like hand reached through the crack, directly gripping her neck.
Chu Qingqing tensed her neck muscles, resisting the choking pressure she manipulated the metal around her to wrap around the opponent's arm, and then cut and strangled her like lightning!
The metal coils wrapped around the opponent's fair arm, under the manipulation of her ability, tightened and pressured inward, instantly cutting through the surface flesh, touching the opponent's arm bone...
Chu Qingqing: ?
No, that's not the hardness of bone, that is!
Then her whole body was spinning, she was caught and thrown to the sofa next to her, and the calculations in her head were also interrupted.
There was another piercing sound, as if metal were being torn apart, and the protective barrier shielding Cheng Jinyang was ripped open, revealing his shocked expression.
"What's going on?" Through the torn metal fissure, Cheng Jinyang's gaze fell upon the scene in the living room.
Chu Qingqing lay curled up on the sofa, clutching her throat, gasping in pain, clearly knocked out cold.
Princess Sister stood before him, her right arm ruptured at the elbow, revealing the metallic blue alloy bones underneath. Razor-sharp blades, resembling mantis claws, sprang from her forearm, slashing several times to completely tear apart the metal cage trapping him and tossing it aside.
Xing Yuanzhi and Wang Wanrou rushed out from the bedroom upon hearing the commotion, only to find the entire living room in disarray.
Obviously, in the blink of an eye, in a mere 2-3 seconds of lightning-fast action, a fierce battle had erupted and ended abruptly.
.................
"Sorry," Princess Nankang smiled with her hands folded, her tone apologetic, "I didn't know you were Jinyang's new girlfriend. When you suddenly used your ability, I thought you were an assassin coming to kill us."
"She's not Jinyang's girlfriend," Xing Yuanzhi couldn't bear it any longer and interjected, saying, "This is Chu Qingqing from the Yangdi Chufamily. She's just here to freeload off us, and has nothing to do with my Jinyang."
"Is that so?" Princess Nankang chuckled, "No harm done then. I was a bit too aggressive. Your neck is fine, right? I should have a good sense of control..."
Chu Qingqing: ........
"I'm fine," she said, her voice trembling, still holding her neck. She felt pain from her cervical vertebrae to her thyroid gland and then to her laryngeal cartilage.
Damn, it hurts so much! This woman's attack was fierce!
But she was the one who struck first this time. As for sensing the opponent's hostility, it couldn't be used as a valid reason for attacking, who would believe that anyway!
Therefore, Chu Qingqing could only swallow this bitter pill. At this moment, she remained expressionless, unwilling to speak.
"Now that everyone is here, let's start preparing dinner, shall we?" Seeing the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Cheng Jinyang quickly intervened, "Oh right! Qingqing, Sister Xinnan brought a lot of ingredients."
Sister Xinnan? So this woman's name is 'Xinnan' then?
Chu Qingqing searched her memory and found no famous figure named 'Xinnan,' but she remembered that the name of the current eldest princess of the imperial family was 'Sima Xingnan'...
Sima Xingnan?!
She slightly widened her eyes, trying to find traces of royal lineage on the other party.
However, there were no such clues.
According to rumors, the current emperor and the eldest princess should both have blonde hair, but this woman's hair was a light brown, obviously dyed, making it impossible to tell the original color.
However, during the previous battle, the other person did indeed reveal traces of military prosthetics...
She stood up, her gaze scanning the other party's right elbow. The tear marks there had been repaired, with no sign of any wounds at all; it must have been made of some kind of memory polymer skin material.
"Alright then." With a guess forming in her mind, Chu Qingqing quickly withdrew her gaze, revealing her bright smile again. "I'll go help in the kitchen."