55 Ancient City (10)
Her knees softened, and she reached out and grabbed his waist.
There was a loud crack of dead branches breaking behind him. Li Jintang turned his head hesitantly. In the darkness, a young man in white was carelessly crushing the broken branches on the ground. He was smiling, but there was a terrifying coldness in his eyes.
Li Jintang's shoulders began to ache - this posture made her feel a little uncomfortable. The moment her arm lost strength, another hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist. Before she could react, her whole body was pulled into the air.
"Xie An, why are you back?"
Her knees buckled, and she reached out to grab his waist, suddenly feeling a blazing heat in her palm. Li Jintang stumbled to steady herself, looking up at him. Perhaps the fog was causing her to hallucinate, but she saw a faint blush on the side of his neck, the young man who had remained calm even in the face of a swarm of puppets.
"Why did you come back?" His voice was emotionless, but his eyes were fixed on her, as if unwilling to miss any expression that crossed her face. "You may not have much spiritual power, but you're quite capable of committing suicide."
"I just heard him talking about the antidote. I heard the city lord has it. Xie An, you'll be fine." Seeing that he was still looking at him, Li Jintang paused, suddenly remembering something. "Oh, by the way, I found your things for you."
The girl held up her hands, and the black jade lay quietly in her palms. She blinked, and when her arms were about to ache, the other party slowly took it.
"You came back... just for this?" The young man paused, his long, curled eyelashes veiled in a vague emotion. The light of the black jade flickered, as if pulsing in his heart.
"I don't know what it is, but since I've seen you carry it with you all the time, it must be something very important," Li Jintang said in one breath, fearing he might misunderstand. "Luckily, he's not very clever. I only had to put in a little effort to get it back."
The young man raised the corner of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes at all. He lowered his eyes and asked with a smile, "He hurt you. How do you want him to die?"
Li Jintang lowered her head when she heard this. With the dim light from the book of fate on her shoulder, she could clearly see the bloodstains on her arm.
"I, I'm fine." She didn't know why he suddenly became like this. He looked like he would fall down if pushed not long ago. "Xie An, let's go quickly..."
"Leave?" Sikong Jushi had already arrived behind him. He stood at the other side of the cave, one of his eyes seemed to be sunken, and his whole face looked very gloomy. "Girl, you have tricked me for so long, and now you want to leave, I am afraid it is too late!"
Xie Changyan's gaze fell on the bow in his hand and he smiled and asked, "How many arrows did you shoot at her just now?"
"You're already busy with your own affairs, yet you're still thinking about being a hero and saving the damsel in distress?" Sikong Jushi narrowed his eyes and gave a strange smile. "Why don't I do a good deed and send you all to hell together!"
The young man's smile suddenly faded, and he tapped his toes lightly, his clothes fluttering as he flashed before Sikong Jushi. Sikong Jushi seemed to have not expected his speed to be so fast, and his arm trembled, causing the arrow to deviate a little.
In just a few seconds, an arc of light came down from above. Sikong Jushi's pupils suddenly dilated, and he quickly took a few steps back to barely avoid the attack, but the bow and arrow in his hand was also smashed beyond recognition.
"You..." His one eye widened, and when he looked up, he saw a flash of white clothes, and the other party returned to his original position in an instant.
Li Jintang stared at him blankly, stumbling over his words, "Xie An, has your spiritual power returned? Where did that person go just now?"
"He's an insignificant person, so it's okay to let him go." He lowered his gaze, his eyelashes trembling like a broken wing in the wind. The next moment, he clutched his chest and, without warning, spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Xie An?!" She was horrified and pressed her palms on his back in a panic, trying to help him breathe. "What's wrong with you?"
He slowly lowered his hand, with a trace of blood hanging from his lips.
The two previous battles had already damaged his spiritual power, and coupled with the poison attacking his heart, the blood had faded from his face, making it look even more like winter snow.
"Don't struggle," Sikong Jushi laughed, "Tell your young lady to hand over the things, and I can give you a quick death."
Xie Changyan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips. His drooping eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his face. He chuckled and said calmly, "Is that so?"
Those two short words brought his laughter to an abrupt halt. Sikong Jushi's eye widened, as if it were about to pop out. He took a large step back, suddenly leaning back, blood gushing from his mouth.
"My lord, my lord..."
Suddenly, there was a cry from not far away, followed by a thin figure coming out - it was the little demon who had been following Sikong Jushi just now. He threw himself beside Sikong Jushi and cried on his chest.
After a while, he stood up shakily, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, and pointed the coldly shining tip of the knife at the young man in white clothes above him, "You... who are you? How could you kill me with such a vicious method..."
However, he couldn't finish his words as he suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands, his movements as strange as a puppet.
"He...what happened to him?" Li Jintang stared blankly at the person before her, a flicker of fear rising in her stomach for a moment. Before she could finish her words, a shadow descended, obscuring her view.
The young man said indifferently, "Don't look."
He watched indifferently as the demon's eyeballs gradually burst, its body slowly stiffened and fell to the ground, completely dead.
"It's okay." Xie Changyan withdrew his hand, his voice as light as a piece of snow falling on the lake.
The shadow blocking the way in front disappeared. Li Jintang blinked woodenly. The blood on the ground had already seeped into the soil. Now, there were only two bodies lying on top of each other, which looked normal from a distance.
She couldn't even see clearly just now, how did he kill both of them in an instant?
Li Jintang's throat seemed to be choked by something, and it took him a while to find his voice: "Xie An, you..."
She looked at Xie Changyan. The moonlight poured down like water. The young man's white clothes were still spotless, and he had a silver-gray shoulder bag, looking very elegant.
"What do you want to say?"
"I..." She paused, still not daring to ask: "Nothing."
"Atang, thank you, fellow Daoist?"
The dark bushes not far away were parted by someone, and a young girl walked out.
"Sister Qiuyan!" Li Jintang jumped down and ran towards her in two or three steps as if he had seen a savior.
"It's really you," Qiu Yan's eyes lit up, and she smiled and hugged the girl who ran over. "Just now, Si Yun said she would lead the way to find you, and I guessed she would cheat and escape. Fortunately, you are all fine."
Li Jintang raised his head, confusion in his eyes, "Who is Si Yun?"
Qiu Yan pulled her aside and told her in detail what had happened in the inn. Qu Lingfei and Nangong Xiu greeted the young man standing on the higher ground, then walked over to the two bodies on the ground and bent down.
Qu Lingfei exclaimed, "Eh!" in surprise, "Brother Xie, who... killed them?"
"Brother, what's wrong?" Qiu Yan walked over, stepping on the scattered wooden sticks on the ground. After taking a closer look at the two bodies, he said with a nonchalant "tsk!" "It's just two dead monsters. Besides, they must have been the ones who started the trouble. What's the big deal?"
"Junior Sister, please look more closely," Qu Lingfei said, his voice trembling. He lifted the eyelids of one of the little demons with a finger and said, "Their death is very similar to the death of several elders of our clan who were killed by the Demon Lord back then."
"Do you still remember what Master said? This method is extremely vicious and does not require spiritual power. It can kill people in an instant."
Qiu Yan was also startled when she heard this. She quickly stepped forward to examine the two demons' bodies. Suddenly, her fingers paused, "Isn't this... the bat demon? How could it suddenly die here?"
"Could it be that he's here to seek revenge for his son's death in the case of Sikong Yi of Lu Zhuang?" Qu Lingfei raised his head, hesitantly looking at the young man standing beside him, and spoke with difficulty: "Brother Xie, was it you who did it?"
The young man lowered his eyelids and looked at the two dead bodies expressionlessly, as if he had no intention of answering.
"No, Xie An is still injured. We can't beat them." Li Jintang didn't know what he was thinking and rushed to help him explain, "They... a lot of puppets appeared here just now. They might be surrounded."
After she said this, she turned her eyes away guiltily, and unexpectedly met the young man's indifferent gaze. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the look on Xie An's face when he killed the two monsters just now.
"That's good," Qu Lingfei sighed deeply, and only then noticed the previous sentence, "Brother Xie, are you injured? Is it serious?"
Xie Changyan finally spoke: "Go out first."
The moment he walked out of the woods and the sunlight touched his skin, Li Jintang felt like he was alive again.
It turns out...it's dawn so early.
But unlike the day before, the sky was already bright at this moment, but the streets were empty, and the doors and windows of every house were closed. Suddenly, a person appeared in the silent alley.
The moment he met them head-on, Si Yun was visibly stunned.
"Sister, do you still want your things?" Qiuyan tossed the bead in her hand and said with a smile, "Come here, I'll think about returning it to you."
Si Yun's face turned pale, and she sneered as she backed away. When she reached a door, she suddenly shouted, "The thief is here! Catch him alive and there's a reward!"
In an instant, there was a chaotic noise behind several locked doors and windows. The door panels were suddenly pushed open, and a group of people of various appearances rushed out with weapons in hand.
"Wait," Si Yun covered the wound on his arm and glared at Xie Changyan, "Give me the antidote."
The young man smiled faintly: "Is this your attitude when asking for help?"
"I'm not begging you right now," Si Yun retracted his hand and sneered, "Well, in that case, it won't be too late to search you after you're dead!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of city residents surrounded them and blocked their way so tightly that no one could get through.
"Junior sister, take the sword!"
Qiu Yan turned around and quickly raised her hand to grasp the hilt of the sword. "Brother, then you..."
"Don't kill them," Qu Lingfei brushed away the attacking citizens and turned back to shout, "Just point them!"
Si Yun watched coldly from the side, secretly laughing at these people for their naiveté and stupidity.
"Xie An, where are you taking me?" Li Jintang suddenly felt someone grabbing her wrist. She was forcibly pulled a long way away. She struggled to break free from his hand and quickly turned around to walk back. "I want to go back to save Brother Qu and the others."
"Stop," he curled his lips coldly, "unless you want me to tie you up."
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