Even as an outsider, Shen Jiao felt embarrassed for Mu Yang and the White Python Pavilion elders, separated by the glittering golden curtains, after such an incident.
But whether she was embarrassed or not didn't matter, because the two parties involved didn't care. Not only did they not care, but they even put aside their past grievances in a very short time and reached a temporary cooperation agreement, preparing to work together to deal with Ji Yan.
I couldn't help but exclaim: Wow! What a grand vision!
Shen Jiao tried to put herself in Mu Yang's role, but found that she couldn't. Perhaps it was because her perspective was too narrow?
Putting aside whether she could pretend nothing had happened and cooperate with the white-bearded old man, the mere thought of shaking hands with someone who had slapped her beautiful face until it was swollen made her furious and intolerable.
You can hit her, but you can't hit her face. If you want to hit her face, then please hit her.
On the other side, although Mu Yang was beaten so badly by the White Python Pavilion group that he could barely stand up, he still swayed and struggled to stand up straight, as stubborn as a cockroach.
No matter how hard she tried, when Shen Jiao looked at him through the gap in the curtain, she still felt that compared to Xiao Qiang, he was more like a bendover bean sprout suffering from oppression.
Mu Yang was in pain all over his body, it hurt to breathe, and it hurt to stop breathing. His combat ability was basically zero, but he was still determined to contribute his remaining meager strength to his partner, such as continuing to shine with his very unpleasant tongue.
He recklessly pointed his index finger at the tyrant. With the unexpected support of his teammates, Mu Yang became even more arrogant and spouted nonsense, "You ignorant and arrogant dog! Not only did you dare to hurt Miss Yu'er, but you also dared to show great disrespect to the young master of the White Python Pavilion. Your behavior is despicable and we cannot tolerate it. Today, we will make you pay a heavy price for what you have done! Prepare to die!"
After Mu Yang shouted with great enthusiasm, the elder of the White Python Pavilion, in one fell swoop, led his disciples to attack Ji Yan and the sedan chair she was riding in with swords!
The White Python Pavilion elder went to challenge the Tyrant alone, while the others, like mad dogs, rushed towards Chen Jiao and Liang Heng with lightning speed, their swords sharp and their killing intent surging.
Shen Jiao's pupils dilated; she was going to die!
What's going on?! The lines were delivered so righteously and arrogantly, with a clear objective, why suddenly kill her?!
She's just a pitiful spectator oppressed by power. Can't a chivalrous hero be less fickle? It could easily lead to someone's death!
Shen Jiao instinctively backed away. The sedan chair was only surrounded by a layer of extremely luxurious curtains, and the height above the ground was not high, so she could jump down.
At the same time, both palace maids and Liang Heng shouted, "Quick! Protect the young lady!"
The palace maids stood behind Shen Jiao without hesitation, seemingly prepared to sacrifice themselves to protect their mistress. However, to the disciples of the White Python Pavilion, they were even more vulnerable than Mu Yang, like tofu that could be crushed at will. A single move could pierce through their chests.
A disdainful smile flashed across the lips of the White Python Pavilion disciple as he triumphantly raised his longsword.
Upon seeing this, Shen Jiao immediately abandoned the idea of escaping alone. Although she was a coward, she couldn't bear to watch others be torn to pieces while trying to protect her.
She reacted quickly, grabbing the head palace maid and shoving her behind her. This lady's massage was very comfortable, but she absolutely couldn't die.
In that critical moment, Chen Bao's usual mutterings suddenly surfaced in his mind. Shen Jiao picked up the table with her backhand and caught the unstoppable sword strike!
Liang Heng was panicked and cried out in anguish, "Sister Shen—"
"You feel sorry for that young lady, don't you? Then I'll let you experience what it's like to have your precious treasure reduced to a corpse!" Hearing the continuous "duang—" "duang—" sounds coming from behind him, the White Python Pavilion elder revealed a sinister and cunning smile.
He knew his disciples all too well. Even the most skilled imperial guards couldn't possibly rescue that frail young woman in such an emergency. Even if they did, she would either die or be seriously injured. Unless the divine physician Liang Heng was present, she would likely perish.
Those who dare to harm the young master of the White Python Pavilion, this is the price they will pay.
Because the elder of the White Python Pavilion was still thinking of using the pretty boy to make a deal with the tyrant, he did not use his killing move. Nevertheless, this palm strike was enough to damage the internal organs of a healthy adult man.
He thought Ji Yan's arrogant face would show the slightest panic or anger, but it turned out that the pretty boy was so frightened that he didn't move an inch even when Ji Yan's palm was about to hit his chest.
The elder of the White Python Pavilion sneered, "This young man is truly courting death."
Standing not far away, Mu Yang couldn't help but smile. "Miss Yu'er, I'm finally going to avenge you!"
Just then, the tyrant suddenly raised his hand, met the White Python Pavilion elder's extremely contemptuous gaze, and then swatted him away like a fly.
Mu Yang: "???" He didn't believe it; this must be an act!
Elder of the White Python Pavilion: "!!!" I don't believe it! This must be an act against me!
The elder of the White Python Pavilion was slapped to the ground, crashing with a thud and kicking up a cloud of dust. He then touched his body and found that apart from a slight ache, he felt nothing else.
His panic gradually subsided, and he scoffed, "A mere trick, nothing more than that."
"Elder, Elder, please get up! You're going to crush me to death!" The disciple's desperate voice suddenly came from beneath him, sounding like he was on his deathbed.
Elder Bai Mang Pavilion sensed something was wrong. He had just propped himself up when he felt a sharp, piercing pain in his back, as if his bones were breaking. Despite his formidable martial arts skills, he was old and couldn't hold on any longer, so he fell back down.
With a "splat," the disciple fainted, his fate unknown.
"What are you standing there for? Why aren't you getting up? He might still be saved!" Mu Yang couldn't bear to watch any longer and dragged her swaying body to berate the White Python Pavilion elder.
The elder of the White Python Pavilion didn't care much. "Is his life more important than my injuries? If he can die for me, it's a blessing he earned in his past life."
"But he is a disciple of your White Python Pavilion!"
Although Mu Yang wasn't very bright and had a somewhat eccentric personality, his motivations were either for the sake of justice or for the love in his heart. He was furious when he heard such shameless remarks for the first time.
The elder of the White Python Pavilion said coldly, "Precisely because they are disciples of the White Python Pavilion, it is only natural for them to die for me. Otherwise, what use would we have for them? And you, Young Master Mu, don't use these words of righteousness to criticize me. You are no better than me, are you?"
Just as Mu Yang was about to retort, she heard that rhythmic "Duang—" "Duang—" sound again, which sounded very painful.
The elder of the White Python Pavilion looked smug. "So what if you injured me? You can't save that young lady now."
"Is that so?" Mu Yang's expression was complicated, and her voice was low. "You should look more carefully before saying such things."
The elder of the White Python Pavilion looked in the direction of the sound, his expression changed drastically, and his attempt to remain calm crumbled, revealing his fear.
Not far away, a dozen elite disciples of the White Python Pavilion were piled up by Shen Jiao like a human pyramid. One by one, they were either foaming at the mouth or rolling their eyes. It was a truly miserable sight.
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