582 Qingyue can't fight.

She glimpsed a woman standing by the river bank a hundred meters away.

If it were an ordinary person in this situation, they would have probably screamed and run away in fear. However, she remains still, either being blind and deaf, or being an outsized expert.

To gamble for a chance at life, he ran towards her desperately, "Help... save me!"

Su Qingyue saw this pathetic middle-aged uncle who barely had breath left running towards her, and rolled her eyes.

While she was just trying to enjoy the scenery, why did these people have to come running to her?

"Miss, save me!" The middle-aged uncle threw himself at her.

Su Qingyue stepped aside, "Uncle, I don't know how to fight!"

The middle-aged man hid behind her, and one of the men in black swung a sword at Su Qingyue.

With even quicker speed, Su Qingyue dodged, "Hey, sir in black, I'm not involved in your business. Whatever killing you are doing, revenge or crime of passion, don't drag this innocent passerby in!"