Chapter 128 Buddha's Slaughtering Knife



When Yuwen Sheng appeared on West Street without warning and disarmed all the arrows aimed at the woman in the black cloak, the Ye army archers who had shot him were quite surprised and exchanged bewildered glances with their colleagues.

The crowd running and fleeing around them had already seen this devilish general in his black armor and silver mask before, so at this moment, they wished they could shrink themselves to an infinite size and walk along the wall.

Now they were no longer afraid of being burned by the fire. Compared to being burned by the fire, being so close to the living Yama was what terrified them more.

The Julu army had never faced the "living Yama" of Ye like this before, and they were so frightened that their weapons trembled, as if they had Parkinson's disease. They were no more resilient than ordinary people.

Upstairs in the city lord's mansion, Wei Yao and the others also looked completely bewildered.

Not understanding what had just happened to the general, his gaze, which had been casually glancing at the group of city dwellers fleeing the fire, suddenly froze.

He tilted his head, his gaze following the trail relentlessly, his eyes deep and bright. After a few seconds, before he could even gracefully and calmly climb down the stairs, he decisively leaped from the railing and flew away.

"General!"

Their urgent shouts elicited no response from him; it was as if all his attention had been drawn to something else, causing him to forget everything around him.

Wei Yao and the others watched as the general went into the chaotic, massive crowd, clearing away the arrows aimed at them, and then using the immense power of his sword to send the surging crowd flying.

With a single act, it stopped the frenzied charge of a thousand people, creating a small space for those who fell and tumbled to catch their breath.

"General, what is he doing?!" Fu Rong was completely dumbfounded.

Wei Yao gripped the wooden pole tightly, sticking his head out to scan the ant-like black crowd for anything unusual: "Look, there's a strange person in there. Is he turning back to save someone?"

"It really is true. Is he stupid? Doesn't he worry about getting involved? When that happens, who will turn around and save him like he did? Didn't he see that everyone else is just looking out for themselves?" Fu Rong said with a frown and a sharp tongue.

Wang Zebang has always admired this type of person, even though they do things in the opposite way he does. He said lightly, "What a pity."

Suddenly… Wang Zebang seemed to understand something. He stammered, “No, General… is this a rescue?”

They couldn't understand the general's unusual behavior. Although they were certain that this group of ordinary people could not pose a threat to the general, they still chose to rush to his side as soon as possible.

Just then, a flash of inspiration struck Wei Yao. As if he had thought of something, he turned around and suddenly looked at the figure in the black cloak—Impossible, right?

It was too far away. In Wei Yao's eyes, there was only a blurry black outline. He couldn't tell whether the other person was male or female, old or young.

But if it were her, this would seem to make sense.

But... how did the general recognize her at a glance among millions of people?!

——

Zheng Quchi inadvertently glanced behind him at the broken arrowheads scattered on the ground, and only then did he belatedly realize that Yuwen Sheng had arrived in time to save him.

Otherwise, she would probably be a hedgehog by now.

Is this person mentally ill? One minute they want to kill her, the next they save her... She really has a hard time understanding the psychology of someone who is so erratic.

"Do you...do you know who I am?"

Xiao Hei has become Xiao Bai, and she thinks she has changed quite a bit. She even changed her clothes and hairstyle. Who knows, if she were standing in front of Brother Sang now, he would probably have to look at her for a while before he would dare to recognize her as his second sister.

She glanced at the people around her, quickly stepped back, and gave them plenty of space.

What happened here was like a wonder of the world. It not only affected the people around, but also spread rapidly like a plague. Even the two armies fighting in front of the city lord's mansion and everyone guarding the west gate slowly stopped and looked over here.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, and also told herself not to panic in the face of trouble, as things might not be as she initially imagined.

Yuwen Sheng's response lingered in her ears, his voice hoarse and heavy, each word like a hammer blow to her eardrums.

“If I make a mistake once, I won’t make it again. I’ve learned from Fu Rong how to recognize a person. I’ve memorized every part of your body repeatedly—your head, torso bones, the length and distribution of your limbs, the size of your hands—and then firmly engraved them in my mind. I’ve also memorized your walking posture, your habits, your expression when you smile, and the look in your eyes when you’re angry. So…”

"From now on, no matter how you change, I will never fail to recognize you."

His voice trailed off gently with a smile, like a spring breeze, which was Liu Fengmian's usual voice, but the man in front of him clearly resembled Yuwen Sheng's sinister and ruthless image.

To be honest, the scene before him seemed surreal and unreal to Zheng Quchi, who had never seen many grand occasions.

If these words were spoken in a romantic setting, or by a different person, they might have been a heartfelt confession. But when he said them, they sounded like a terrifying threat.

What's the difference between this and sayings like "I'll still recognize you even if you turn to ashes" or "I'll find you even if you run to the ends of the earth"?

Clearly, others think so too.

Although they recognized Yuwen Sheng's conspicuous black general's armor and silver mask, they did not recognize Zheng Quchi, nor did they know who Zheng Quchi was or why Yuwen Sheng had appeared here and suspended all the killings.

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