Chapter 379: Chapter 379

Fang Ruo's face was smeared with thick disappointment. The voice that had come through was by no means Ruo'an's—his voice was magnetic and pleasant to the ear, a voice that Fang Ruo could never forget in her lifetime.

That's why she could recognize it after hearing just a single word.

At this moment, at the end of the dark alleyway, the person took two slow steps forward. The person stepped out of the shadows, and the moonlight shone upon their face.

Fang Ruo quickly made out who the person was.

When she saw clearly who it was, Fang Ruo was taken aback; blocking their way was not a stranger but Ding Fan himself.

"Let go of that woman!" Ding Fan said with a deep tone.

"Kid, looks like you don't want to live!" the elder who was carrying Fang Ruo huffed.

The elder didn't sense any fluctuation of Inner Strength coming from Ding Fan. In his eyes, Ding Fan was just an ordinary person without any cultivation.

This dumbass is trying to play the hero in front of the beauty.

Without wasting words with Ding Fan, the elder's body suddenly surged forward toward him.

The elder moved with astonishing speed, arriving in front of Ding Fan in the blink of an eye.

"Get lost!" The elder lashed out with a kick aimed directly at Ding Fan's chest.

This kick was fierce and intense. If it really hit Ding Fan's chest, he would undoubtedly be dead beyond any doubt!

Fang Ruo, carried on the elder's shoulder, had a clear view of the current situation. When the elder's kick flew toward Ding Fan, he neither dodged nor moved aside, looking utterly unresponsive.

Although Fang Ruo didn't have a good impression of Ding Fan, regardless of that, Ding Fan had come to rescue her. If Ding Fan were taken down instantly, wouldn't that put her in an even more dangerous position?

Though Fang Ruo was anxious internally, she couldn't call out no matter how hard she tried.

Just when Fang Ruo thought Ding Fan would definitely be unable to dodge, a highly strange event took place.

Firstly, Fang Ruo. She was clearly being carried on the elder's shoulder, yet in the blink of an eye, she only felt a weightlessness, and then she found herself lying in Ding Fan's arms.

This all happened in the time it takes for sparks to fly off flint. Even with her Earth Level Fourth Grade cultivation, she didn't catch how she went from the elder's shoulder to Ding Fan's embrace.

Following that, Ding Fan lashed out with a kick.

Ding Fan's kick was faster, even though it came second. Just as the elder's kick hadn't yet reached Ding Fan's chest, Ding Fan's foot had already kicked and broken the elder's right leg.

"Ah..." The elder screamed in agony. Then, his body instantly crumpled to the ground, his hands clutching his broken leg, shivering all over.

Fang Ruo was dumbfounded.

She had clearly seen the elder's kick about to hit Ding Fan's chest, but in that split second, Ding Fan had rescued her from the elder's shoulder and even broken the elder's leg.

Fang Ruo truly couldn't understand how it was possible for someone to accomplish so much in such a brief moment.

Not only was Fang Ruo at a loss, but so was the elder lying on the ground clutching his broken leg. The way the other party had rescued her was too mystifying, making him even suspect whether Ding Fan had used some spell!

Ding Fan held Fang Ruo in his arms; she had been poisoned and thus couldn't speak. At that moment, he recalled that this must be the Binding Powder from the White Lotus Sect.

Previously in Dongcheng, the disciples of the White Lotus Sect had used this poison drug against him.

The Binding Powder was extremely potent. Not to mention inhaling it, if it made contact with skin, it would render one completely immobilized.

Fang Ruo saw Ding Fan looking at her, and her heart sank.

Now, Fang Ruo was no longer preoccupied with how Ding Fan had seriously injured the elder. What occupied her thoughts even more was...

The elder had wanted to drag her away and force himself on her, but what about Ding Fan? Jing Yi had previously investigated him.

He was a renowned playboy, having ruined countless innocent girls. He was no good person either.

Fang Ruo's heart hung in suspense once again; she had escaped the proverbial dragon's den, only to enter the tiger's lair.

"Kid, do you know who I am? How dare you lay a hand on me?" The elder, lying on the ground, looked coldly across at Ding Fan.

Ding Fan found himself at a loss for words. Every time he dealt with a White Lotus Sect disciple, their first sentence was invariably, "Do you know who I am?"

These disciples of the White Lotus Sect really did have an inflated sense of self-worth. Could their confidence truly come from practicing their Evil Cultivator arts using the first menses of virgins?

"So, you're a protector of the White Lotus Sect!" Ding Fan nodded as if suddenly understanding.

"Kid, if you're scared now, you can cut off your own legs... Perhaps then I might even spare your life!" the elder said.

Ding Fan snorted lightly.

The one with the broken leg was the elder, and now he had the audacity to act tough. Ding Fan began to doubt whether this elder's brain had been kicked by a donkey. Expecting him to cut off his own legs?

Ding Fan, holding Fang Ruo, walked over. Right then, without any hesitation, he delivered a direct kick.

Ding Fan's kick landed directly on another leg of the Elder.

The Elder wailed in agony, tears streaming down his face.

All ten fingers could break and still tug at one's heart—let alone having a leg kicked broken by someone.

"You know I'm from the White Lotus Sect, yet you dare to lay a hand on me..." the Elder said with a crying tone to Ding Fan.

"If you weren't from the White Lotus Sect, I wouldn't even bother with you. I am targeting the White Lotus Sect!" Ding Fan said in an icy voice.

To Ding Fan, the White Lotus Sect was nothing significant. Not to mention this Elder, even when he had killed their top protector, Ding Fan didn't blink an eye.

What was this Elder compared to that?

"You... You are too arrogant!" The Elder said, his eyes bulging with anger as he looked at Ding Fan.

However, Ding Fan couldn't be bothered to waste words with the Elder—casting the Fireball Technique, he threw a fireball directly at him. The Elder had been haughty moments before.

However, upon seeing the sudden large Fireball, his eyes widened in terror. Conjuring fireballs out of thin air—what sort of devilry was this?!

The Elder had seen much in his lifetime, but he had never encountered someone who could throw fireballs.

Yet, he would never find out how Ding Fan conjured the Fireball Technique. Once the fireball was thrown, the Elder was engulfed in an instant.

A living person was reduced to ash in the blink of an eye.

Fang Ruo was also staring with wide eyes. She had no idea how Ding Fan threw that fireball, but she watched clearly as the Elder was burned to ash by Ding Fan's Fireball Technique.

In her eyes, the Fireball must have been thrown by some Magical Treasure on Ding Fan.

Even though the Elder was a villain, being burned alive still made Fang Ruo feel uneasy...

Ding Fan cremated the Elder's body.

After pondering for a moment, Ding Fan then carried Fang Ruo into the depths of the alley.

The Binding Powder on Fang Ruo could only be cleared with the impact of True Qi. Having just killed the Elder there, assisting Fang Ruo to rid herself of the Binding Powder there would undoubtedly be troublesome.

Fang Ruo lay in Ding Fan's embrace, utterly unaware of his thoughts.

As Ding Fan carried her to a quiet spot, Fang Ruo's tears fell once more. Hadn't Ding Fan teased and flirted with her during the day?

It seemed inevitable that she would be taken advantage of by this bad man today.

The Binding Powder was exceedingly powerful, and Fang Ruo tried to bite her tongue to commit suicide several times, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her mouth...

Ding Fan carried Fang Ruo to a secluded nook.

It was a rocky corner in a park, with a cave-like place on one side of the artificial hill, seldom visited— making it a suitable place for Ding Fan to help Fang Ruo remove the Binding Powder.

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Fang Ruo's eyes were fiercely fixed on Ding Fan. Although she was unable to speak, her eyes were filled with warnings.

Ding Fan ignored Fang Ruo's gaze, sat down beside her, then helped her to sit up.

While helping Fang Ruo up, Ding Fan inevitably touched her.

Her waist, her shoulders, her neck...

Fang Ruo closed her eyes... Tears streamed down her face.

At that moment, Ding Fan placed a hand on Fang Ruo's shoulder, a major acupoint on the human body. After positioning his palm there, he directly infused True Qi into it.

Fang Ruo was startled as she did not feel Ding Fan stripping her clothes off; instead, he was injecting Inner Strength into her.

Fang Ruo, feeling completely powerless and left alone with no one around, thought that if Ding Fan wanted to violate her, it would be extremely easy.

Yet, Ding Fan was channeling Inner Strength into her body...

Could it be? Could it be that Ding Fan was helping her detoxify?

As this thought occurred to her, Fang Ruo found it impossible to believe. Jing Yi had said that Ding Fan was a promiscuous playboy, a slave to his desires.

How could such a man stay indifferent in the face of such an opportunity?

While Fang Ruo's thoughts ran wild, another warm current surged into her body. Suddenly, she felt a blockage in her throat burst open.

"Cough cough..." Then, Fang Ruo began to cough violently.

Fang Ruo covered her chest with her hand, trying to stifle the coughing. But when she realized she could lift her arms, she was taken aback.

She had been completely incapacitated just a moment ago, yet now, she felt full of strength again.

So he truly was detoxifying her...

"Who... who's there..." Just then, a voice came from outside the artificial hill...