Chapter 210 The Dead Earth on Earth is More Like a Shura Field Than a Deserted Island
When the ship reached the shore, the coarse sand and gravel penetrated the soles of my shoes and hurt my toes.
Manluo looked at the smoke rising from the coastal fishing village and listened to the fishermen's shouts. Suddenly, she had the illusion that she was in another world.
Xiyan, who was standing beside her, gently touched her wrist. The warmth of her palm came through her skin, reminding her that she had returned to the world of mortals.
She looked at Xiyan's thin cheeks. Although she didn't know what she had been through, she knew that she had not had an easy time during the more than one month that she was away.
Everyone was almost silent along the way. Even when Chu Jin saw Xiyan coming together, he didn't ask why.
Everyone seemed to know the truth in their hearts, but they pretended to be confused and could only face it with silence.
The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.
The group had just stepped onto the mudflats and had not yet waited for the carriage to pick them up when dozens of black shadows suddenly jumped out from the dense forest in the distance - all dressed in black, with blades gleaming with a faint blue light, and they went straight for Manluo.
Manluo sneered: "Just in time!"
She turned around and snatched the long sword from a guard. The sound of the silver blade being unsheathed mixed with the sword energy broke through the air and pushed away the assassin's long sword.
Xie Zhan saw that things were not going well and led several secret guards to help.
Xiyan was protected by Mingying and Shihun, and watched Manluo being surrounded by several killers. These killers were all very skilled and proficient in using hidden weapons. For a moment, the situation was dangerous.
Xiyan knew that Manluo did not have any poisonous weapons on her, but the blades of these killers were poisoned. If the battle lasted for a long time, Manluo would be in danger.
She gritted her teeth secretly and decided that if it was absolutely necessary, she would help and would not just watch Manluo get into danger.
Chu Jin stood aside, looking at the killers' identical and cunning fighting methods, his brows furrowed.
Seeing that Manluo was in danger from several killers, he finally gritted his teeth and suddenly waved his sleeve to knock away the blade that was slashing towards Manluo's vest and swept it to Manluo's side.
Manluo used the momentum of her sword to chop down a killer, glancing sideways at his cold eyes:
"See? These killers have a keener sense of smell than sharks. They can sniff out blood! Chu Jin, that month on the island was just a dream!"
Chu Jin didn't say anything. As the palm wind passed by, he knocked down the weapons of several killers.
Those people seemed to have no intention of hurting him, but they picked up their weapons after they fell, and used every move to kill Manluo.
But at this moment, dust was flying in the distance and the sound of horse hooves splashed. Xiyan looked closely and saw that it was a group of people and horses galloping towards them. These people were all covered with green gauze, so their faces could not be seen clearly.
Before they even got close to the battlefield, they had already fired hidden weapons, forcing back many black-clad assassins.
The two leaders were as agile as cheetahs, and their attacks were as fast as lightning. With a single movement of their swords, they killed three killers.
Xiyan looked at their familiar moves and postures, and her slender hands that were tightly grasping the hem of her skirt suddenly loosened.
It’s them—Han Xiao and Mo Ren!
"Walk!"
In a flash, Han Xiao rode his horse close to the front, flicked his sleeve and threw out three hidden arrows, forcing back several assassins who rushed forward again.
Mo Ren stretched out his arm towards Manluo. Manluo understood what he meant, grabbed his big hand and jumped onto the horse's back.
At this moment, a warm feeling suddenly arose in Manluo's heart, and Xiao Nanyue's icy face appeared in her mind: although her master looked cold and ruthless, he had not really given up on her!
Subconsciously, she turned her head and looked at Xiyan, who nodded slightly, signaling her to leave quickly.
They fought and retreated, the sound of their sleeve arrows breaking through the air startled the flock of seagulls, and they soon shook off the black-clad killers and rode away.
Manluo grasped Mo Ren's belt and subconsciously looked back at the horse.
Chu Jin was seen standing on the shore, his red robe fluttering like a pool of bright red blood, his deep eyes still fixed on the direction she left.
The strong wind blew her hair into a mess. She slowly turned her head, a sarcastic smile appearing at the corner of her lips.
It turns out that this dead land on earth is more like a Shura field than a deserted island.
Xiyan looked at the smoke and dust gradually fading away, then looked at the black-clad killers who suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, and tightly grasped the cloak handed to her by Xie Zhan.
As smart as she was, she had already guessed who sent the assassin.
No matter how gentle Helian Feng was, it was only towards her.
He would never show mercy to the woman who sneaked into the palace at night and wanted to kill his own sister.
What's more, he would never be so foolish as to think that Manluo was the so-called Huang Ying or the secret guard of the Second Prince of Nanzhao.
After all, Xie Zhan has been in Yandu for a long time. When has there ever been a woman by his side?
Except - Zisha!
Xi Yan sighed softly, looking towards the direction of Yunxi Island, thinking in her heart:
Manluo and Chu Jin, they might have thought yesterday that escaping from the deserted island would bring them freedom, but they didn't know that this world has always been a bigger cage.
Xiyan hated herself a little, it was scary how sober she was.
Such people are easily hurt...
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