Days passed, and now, a full month had passed since they left.
At this moment, Xie Qi and Lu Xing were resting together in the carriage, while the carriage continued to move forward steadily.
948's tiny figure sat steadily in the driver's seat, his hands tightly gripping the reins. He struggled to control the horse forward, mumbling and complaining softly, accusing his host of "abuse."
While 948 was still immersed in his own complaints, he didn't notice anything unusual on the road ahead.
By the time they got closer, it was too late. They had already been discovered.
Not far ahead, a joyous wedding procession encountered a disaster. A group of vicious bandits surrounded the procession like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. The once lively and joyful atmosphere froze in an instant, replaced by a suffocating fear and tension.
The people carrying the sedan chair had already turned pale with fear, their legs weak, and they knelt down on the ground, trembling like leaves in the wind.
Those who were holding dowries were also not spared. The items in their hands were scattered all over the ground, and they could only kneel there helplessly.
Some dead bandits and sword-wielding guards were lying on the ground, and their blood had dyed the ground beneath their feet red.
However, the situation of the surviving guards was not much better. They were being pinned to the ground by the bandits, with sharp blades on their fragile necks. If they were not careful, they could die.
The ferocious-looking bandits dragged the bride out of the sedan chair roughly, completely disregarding her feelings.
The delicate pearl hairpins on the bride's head were tangled from the tugging. She burst into tears, and her sobs echoed in the air, making people feel sad.
Not far from the group, the groom who was welcoming the bride also failed to escape the bandits' clutches. He was beaten black and blue, lying on the ground, his face covered in blood, and he looked extremely miserable.
Despite this, the rage in his heart still burned fiercely, and he roared angrily at the leading bandit: "Mountain Tiger! Didn't my father already pay you the toll?! Why are you so unfaithful and going back on your word?"
Facing the groom's questioning, the bandit named Shanhu not only showed no remorse, but instead threw his head back and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, so what if I gave it to you? I didn't promise to let you go!"
His arrogant and domineering attitude made everyone present feel depressed.
Shanhu stared at the bride with lustful eyes and said with a lewd smile, "Look at this young lady, she is so beautiful. Come back with me and be my wife. I promise to make you a rich and beautiful woman!"
After saying that, he raised his hand without any scruples, pinched the bride's delicate face hard, and muttered some obscene words.
Lan Qingxian, who was standing by, was furious upon seeing this. He struggled desperately to stand up and protect his wife, but the bandits behind him held him down tightly, preventing him from moving.
At this moment, Shanhu caught a glimpse of an exquisitely decorated carriage slowly approaching from the corner of his eye.
He took a closer look and secretly rejoiced: "Look at this carriage, the person inside must be either rich or noble. Today is really a day of great luck, another big fish has been caught."
Thinking of this, Shanhu couldn't help but raise a greedy smile at the corner of his mouth, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.
He just gave a wink to his men beside him, and they immediately understood what he meant. They swarmed towards the carriage and surrounded it in an instant.
"Host, we are surrounded!" 948 on the carriage shouted in panic.
Xie Qi heard the voice of 948 and became suspicious. He lifted the curtain in front of the carriage and walked out. When he saw the situation clearly, even he, who was always calm and composed, could not help but frown slightly.
Across from him stood a group of burly, fleshy-faced bandits, each with a ferocious face and sinister eyes.
Xie Qi stood tall and straight in the front of the carriage. He lowered his head slightly and glanced coldly at the mob in front of him.
Lu Xingze, who was in the car, also heard the noise. He stuck his head out of the car and asked in confusion, "What happened?"
Xie Qi turned around and squatted, then gently pushed Lu Xingze into the carriage and said, "It's okay, they are just a group of bandits. Go in first and don't come out."
At this time, Lu Xing had already seen the situation outside the car clearly. Although he was worried, he thought of his long-term relationship with Xie Qi and knew that Xie Qi was a martial arts expert and would be able to deal with the current dilemma.
So, he nodded slightly and gently reminded: "Then you must be careful and protect yourself."
At this moment, Shanhu accidentally caught a glimpse of Lu Xingze and his eyes widened instantly. He had lived for so many years and had never seen such a handsome person. Although she was a boy, this little beauty was many times more beautiful than the bride crying beside her.
Shanhu, who was dazzled by the beauty, threw the crying bride in his hands to a younger brother beside him without hesitation, and then strode straight towards Xie Qi's carriage.
When he was near the carriage, he suddenly stopped and yelled at the top of his lungs, "If you know what's good for you, get down on the ground and beg for mercy. Maybe I'll spare your life!"
After saying that, Shanhu turned around and waved his strong arms at the younger brothers around him, shouting an order: "Go quickly, pull that little beauty out of the car for me! Hahahaha, today I'm going to marry two beautiful ladies!"
After hearing the order from the second in command, the bandits rushed towards Xie Qi's carriage one by one. They kept shouting as they ran, as if they wanted to increase their momentum in this way.
However, just as the bandits were about to approach the carriage, Xie Qi jumped off. His movements were so fast that the bandits could not even see clearly how he jumped off the carriage.
In an instant, a few screams were heard, and the bandits who were originally in the front had already fallen in a pool of blood.
Xie Qi held a long sword, the blade flashing with cold light, and blood dripped slowly from the tip of the sword. His attack was clean and sharp, without mercy.
Then, he shook his slender and powerful wrist slightly, and the scarlet blood drops that were originally attached to the sword were instantly thrown off, like blood-colored pearls drawing an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground, splashing a little fine dust.
Then, Xie Qi raised his head, his icy eyes fixed on the mountain tiger not far away.
Anyone who dares to set his sights on his wife is simply courting death.
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