[Chapter 404 Chapter 404 The Vicious Fake Goddess (15)]
Upon learning that the team returning to the city would set out at dark, the man waiting somewhere laughed quietly.
The light from the Qisifeng lamp enveloped the earthen house, and he, tall and strong, seemed a little out of place sitting there.
The martial people of Nanjiang wear their clothes with their collars pulled low, and the muscles of the men are seen as something to show off.
Therefore, they have always looked down on the Beiyou people who have little flesh on their bodies.
"According to the plan." He narrowed his fierce tiger eyes.
The dim light shining on his body made his bronze skin look shiny and smooth.
Unlike ordinary people, he has a pair of golden eyes.
His black curly hair was scattered on his chest, and a golden V-shaped decoration was dotted on his forehead, which contrasted with his gilded pupils.
The man's facial features were as deep as if carved by a knife, his thick eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his long and narrow eyes were intimidating without even being angry.
His protruding hooked nose and thin lips gave him an air of natural indifference.
Time passed by minute by minute with the sound of his index finger tapping on the table.
An eagle whistle pierced the sky in the darkness, and his slightly closed eyes opened, and a golden light flashed by.
He took off the gold ornament on his forehead and threw it into the corner. Then he stood up, tied up his messy hair, and pulled the black clothes that could barely restrain his chest muscles.
She covered half of her face with a triangular scarf of the same color, revealing only a pair of sharp, heterochromatic pupils.
He picked up the scimitar on the table and hung it around his waist. His tall figure jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.
Yan Qing, who had already boarded Beiyou's carriage, used his wide sleeves to conceal the silver needle he had prepared in advance, which was hidden on the strap tied around his wrist.
"What is that?" Everyone looked up at the fire burning in the sky.
I saw a group of crows carrying fire coming from afar, just like fireworks exploding brilliantly in the sky.
Cheng Su, who thought he had seen a miracle, was stunned. Like everyone else, he believed that it was a miracle. It was not until the fire fell on himself that he was frightened and fell off his horse.
He kept beating at his burning clothes and rolled on the ground with his head in his hands before the fire was put out. After he stood up, he no longer had the high spirits he had before, but was now in a disheveled and dusty state.
The sounds of people and horses were chaotic, only the eight white horses pulling Yan Qing were silent.
The fire that fell on others' heads seemed to be picking on people, and did not fall on her at all.
Lan Yin lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and said, "Miss, something happened. Should we run?"
Tusang, who was assigned to the back of the team by Cheng Su, also hurried over. He stretched out his hand to Yan Qing and said, "There are a large number of horse bandits attacking. I will take Qingmei to a safe place first."
The mask carved by Yan Qing was always worn on his face. Even when he took it off at night to sleep, he would keep it in his arms.
Having seen horse bandits killing people without blinking an eye on the grassland, he was particularly nervous as he was afraid that something might happen to Yan Qing.
Those bandits were inhumane, and if they rushed over, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to protect her.
Yan Qing held his hand, but did not move to get out of the car. He just smiled at him and said, "Brother Tusan, do you believe me?"
Looking at her calm face, the indifference in her eyes calmed Tusan's heart.
"I believe it." The young man held her hand and quickly let go.
Yan Qing opened her red lips slightly: "Then Brother Tusang will take Tusang away first."
The hesitation on Tusan's face was hidden under the mask. After seeing her persistent eyes, he nodded with difficulty.
Lan Yin tightly hugged the handrail beside the sedan: "If the young lady doesn't leave, I won't leave either. Even if I die, I will die with the young lady."
Yan Qing leaned forward towards her and tapped her forehead: "Who said you were going to die? If you don't leave now, you won't be allowed to follow me in the future."
"Miss~" Lan Yin made a bitter face.
The sounds of fighting were getting closer and closer. The horse bandits came to create chaos. They appeared when the Royal Guards were thrown into disarray by the fire, killed a few people and then wanted to retreat.
However, another group of people suddenly appeared and disrupted their plans.
After a brief hesitation, the guards surrounded him.
"Hurry up!" Yan Qing urged.
Tusan jumped from the car to the other side, grabbed Lan Yin's arm, and looked at her before leaving: "Wait until I come back."
He knew that Yan Qing was a protective person, and he asked him to send Lan Yin away because he was afraid that the girl would get hurt in the chaos.
He planned to send Lan Yin to a safe area and then turn back, but when he appeared again, he saw Cheng Su attacking the messy team.
The eight white horses pulling the carriage remained calm, but the luxurious car was empty.
Cheng Su's clothes were burnt to tatters, and the blackness on his face was so dark that it could not be described as coal.
He angrily kicked the general beside him and raised his voice: "Why don't you send someone to look for her! Those who are not dead, get up and go find someone for me! We must find the goddess!"
"If I can't find it, I'll hold you responsible!"
His hair was also burnt a little, and he didn't look like a prince at all. Instead, he looked like a beggar on the street.
Before leaving the palace, he solemnly promised his father that he would bring the goddess back safely, but now such a big mistake occurred just after he set out.
If he fails to send the goddess back to the imperial city to report, his father will be furious and will definitely punish him.
A minor punishment or a severe warning is not a problem, but it gives the second brother an opportunity to suppress him.
The more he thought about it, the heavier his heart became. He just hoped that the kidnapped goddess would come back soon.
"It must be the work of Nan Jiang and his men." He punched the carriage in front of him, grimacing in pain.
Even the wounds under his body seemed to have been hit again.
Seeing Tusang show up, he quickly asked someone to bring him over, showing a self-proclaimed kind smile: "The goddess has outstanding abilities, she will surely return on her own. Why don't you follow me to the camp and wait?"
Tusan didn't even look at him. He turned around, checked the carriage carefully, and then rushed into the night.
"Take people and follow him." Cheng Su felt that he had a greater chance of finding Yan Qing, so he immediately gave the order.
After a moment, he said gloomily: "What the hell! How dare a lackey give me the cold shoulder?"
Someone stepped forward and said, "Your Highness saw what happened just now. We saw blood before we even entered the city."
"What do you want to say?" Cheng Su looked grim.
The guard who spoke pointed to the sky in fear and said, "They say that when the blood crow appears, disasters will happen. Will that person..."
Cheng Su slapped him and said, "Get lost!"
He looked at the traces of fire around him and began to have doubts in his heart.
People with special abilities are not necessarily gods, they could be demons or monsters.
But he also discovered that when a large number of fire crows passed by just now, only the place where the goddess was was not affected at all, and even the eight royal horses were not frightened at all.
Now that things have come to this, the most important thing is to find the person first.
No matter whether it is a disaster star or a goddess, he has to take the person back first and complete his mission.
Just as Tusang was about to look for Yan Qing's trace, a vulture suddenly flew over and landed in front of him.
Recognizing that this was the first bird to come when Yan Qing summoned the birds, he exclaimed in surprise: "Are you taking me to find Qingmei?"
Unlike other vultures, it still has a small tuft of gray hair on its bald head.
So it’s easy to recognize.
Seeing him talking to a bird, the guards following him looked at each other in amazement, but then they thought that he was the goddess's follower and did not find it strange.
Little Gray flapped its wings and flew forward for a distance, then turned back, circled and chirped twice.
Tusan immediately followed, and the soldiers chasing him followed closely behind him.
When they arrived at the place, they found it was a hideout of horse bandits. The group was still calculating how much benefit they could get from the Tantric Buddhism when they were surrounded by Tusang who came with his soldiers.
Tusang panicked when he didn't find Yan Qing, but calmed down after seeing Xiao Hui.
He calmed down and put his heart back in place.
Qingmei sent this bird to lead the way in order to capture these horse bandits. She must have calculated what would happen today.
Thinking of this, he led his men to tie up the living horse bandit and brought him in front of Cheng Su.
At this time, Yan Qing, who was being searched for by everyone, was taken to the dilapidated temple where she had treated the villagers.
The place was in a state of disrepair and the windows were broken.
The Buddha statue is mottled in color, and its head and body have been separated.
Anything of value inside had long been taken out, leaving only a dusty cushion thrown on the ground.
Her eyes rolled around after being pinched, but only her head had room to move.
"It is a sin to blaspheme Buddha." She looked at the man who had kidnapped her.
The masked man was wrapped in black clothes, outlining the shape of his muscular body. His tall figure stood in front of her, blocking all the moonlight coming in.
After this man brought her in, he placed her on the broken Buddha head that had fallen to the ground without saying anything.
It was really uncomfortable to sit like this, and it hurt her butt.
But this guy was smart. He knew that the most dangerous place was the safest place, so he brought her back to the village.
"Aren't you afraid?" The man narrowed his eyes and squatted in front of her.
Even in a half-squatting position, his tall and straight body was able to keep his eyes level with her as she sat on the Buddha's head.
He looked at Yan Qing curiously, with inquiry and curiosity in his golden eyes.
When he took the person away, he did not feel the girl struggle at all, as if she had expected that he would appear in front of her, so she stayed in the sedan waiting for him to come.
He couldn't help but feel a little curious.
From beginning to end, the girl's gaze was as calm as an ancient well without ripples, and when she spoke just now, there was even a hint of joking in her voice.
"Afraid?" Yan Qing raised the corner of his mouth, "Are I afraid that you will kill me, or am I afraid that you will rape me?"
Her eyes swept down along the man's covered face, and there was a little more appreciation in her eyes, "With such an excellent figure, it seems that a casual relationship is not a disadvantage."
She nodded seriously, her eyes seeming to penetrate his chest and touch his bulging muscles.
The man seemed not to have expected her to be so bold. He was slightly stunned at first, and then his face turned pale.
The girl's impudent gaze made it seem as if she mistook him for a prostitute in a brothel.
He stretched out his hand to strangle Yan Qing's neck, but Yan Qing leaned back to avoid it, and rolled sideways to escape from his control.
The man stood up, his hand on the scimitar at his waist. His tall figure was oppressive enough just by standing there.
Yan Qing shrugged: "Don't try to discuss the mysteries of the human body's acupoints with a doctor."
"It's me...I underestimated you." The man did not let go of the weapon and took two steps towards her.
She had no intention of avoiding the question: "Perhaps, Your Majesty can take a broader view."
As she spoke, she straightened her chest and had a charming look in her eyes.
Mu Liancheng was slightly stunned when his identity was revealed, and the corners of his mouth hidden under the veil twitched.
He knew that his eyes were very discerning, and he did not drink potion to cover them in advance because he was not afraid of the other party recognizing his identity.
Yan Qing leaned against the Buddha statue behind her, with only the body left, and her expression was unusually relaxed, as if she was at home: "Your Majesty is a man blessed by the gods. If you want to see me, just send a message and I will open the bed to welcome you."
At this moment, her eyes were full of seduction, completely different from the cold and holy image he had seen in the village.
It's like a goddess who is high and mighty during the day, but will degenerate into a seductive enchantress at midnight.
Mu Liancheng pulled off the scarf covering his face and chuckled coldly, "The goddess just announced a few days ago that the man destined to be with you is in Beiyou, how come he's suddenly become an orphan again?"
Yan Qing put away the frivolous expression on his face, raised his chin slightly, folded his hands in front of his stomach, and his willow-leaf eyes lost their charm, leaving only a bit of compassion as he said, "Yesterday's destiny was him, today's destiny is you."
Mu Liancheng sneered: "According to what you said, won't there be someone else tomorrow?"
His golden pupils narrowed, and there was no anger on his arrogant face, but his long, slender fingers had already opened the scabbard.
Yan Qing suddenly moved closer and placed her soft little hand on the back of his hand as he was about to draw his sword.
The other hand wrapped around his waist.
She raised her bright and charming little face, her black eyes overflowing with rippling water: "Tomorrow's destiny may be him, it may be you, or it may be——"
"I." She paused for a moment before speaking, her smile showing a hint of amusement.
Mu Liancheng suddenly grabbed her hand, and a silver light flashed between her fingers.
She was not at all embarrassed about being caught. She threw the silver needle on the ground and raised her hand to touch the man's face.
Mu Liancheng suddenly grasped her wrist without using much strength.
She exclaimed, and curled her eyes sarcastically: "You are the King of Nanjiang, are you afraid of a little girl like me?"
"Afraid." Mu Liancheng answered without hesitation.
The sharp voice almost made her lose the smile on her face.
The next second, the sharp scimitar was out of its sheath, dangerously lying on her fragile neck. The blade only touched her snow-white skin lightly, leaving a bloody mark.
Yan Qing felt the force behind her waist. The man who seemed to be holding her intimately in his arms had murderous intent brewing in his narrow eyes.
A man as explosive as a wild black panther, with a wild and overbearing personality, he will never allow anything to hinder his ambitions.
So the purpose of his coming here personally was to destroy her, the famous goddess.
Even though his life was hanging by a thread, Yan Qing did not show any panic or fear.
Ignoring the sharp blade holding her lifeline, she smiled and raised her hand to touch the corner of Mu Liancheng's eyes: "The golden eyes that are praised as the gift of the sun god are so beautiful that they are breathtaking."
"Are you stalling for time?" Mu Liancheng lowered his eyes and looked straight at her face. His golden eyes, which contained a storm, seemed to be able to see through all her plans like a mirror.
"If Your Majesty wants to take action, I am powerless and will die sooner or later if I delay any longer." Yan Qing laughed dumbly, "However, even if Your Majesty kills me, there will still be countless goddesses appearing."
She raised her eyes calmly, with confidence.
The two were confronting each other, and at the same time, two shadows came running towards here in the darkness like the wind.
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