Chapter 59: Mountains and Forests
While Qiandeng was stunned, Mingjiu had already climbed up, gritting his teeth and trembling but without saying a word, and pulled her over. The two of them lay down in the mountain stream together.
In front of the mountain stream, a group of men in black had surrounded them silently. Because they were hiding in a sheltered place, the bows and arrows in their hands were replaced with blades, and the cold light was intimidating.
Ming Jiu gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it Ling Tianshui, or your family's guard?"
"Neither." Qian Deng lowered his voice and said, "When they come to search for me, they won't change into night clothes."
"Is that... a robber?" Ming Jiu didn't expect his luck to be so bad. He failed to pretend to be a robber and instead attracted the real robber.
Seeing that the men in black were approaching their hiding place, Qiandeng stopped talking, grabbed the arrow on his shoulder and looked at it, then drew out the Bailian Blade and chopped it off.
Amid the short wailing of the eagle, she had already neatly pulled the severed arrow shaft out of his body and dropped the bloody broken arrow on the ground.
Then she grabbed his arms, tore off his belt in the water, and stripped off his coat.
Mingjiu was frightened and didn't know what she was going to do, but he still let her do it.
Qiandeng hurriedly shouted "Go!" and pulled Mingjiu hard, then threw his coat into the water.
Mingjiu felt a sharp pain in his shoulder and had already lost all his strength. He lost his balance and fell into the mountain stream with her.
The water in the mountain stream was flowing fast, carrying the clothes half floating and half sinking, drifting downwards.
The men in black saw a dark shadow floating in the water under the dim moonlight and the gleam of water. Most of them immediately separated themselves and chased after it, shouting, while the other group searched along the mountain stream and approached.
Qiandeng and Mingjiu hid in the shallow water of the stream, slowly drawing out the fine blades from their wrists, and staring closely at the men in black who were gradually approaching in front of them.
The northwest is dry and water-scarce, and the eagle is not versed in water. The wound, stimulated by the water, felt like a needle prick. But at this critical moment, he gritted his teeth and said nothing, his gaze sweeping from the bracelet on her wrist to the slender blade in his hand.
The cold light flowed in her hands like water waves, reflected in her pupils, clearer and sharper than the stream in the mountain stream at this time.
He suddenly remembered that this was a birthday party by the Qujiang Lake, and it was Ling Tianshui's birthday gift to her.
Since that day, she has been wearing this bracelet on her wrist and never taking it off?
Before he could think about it, two men in black had already searched in front of them and were about to push aside the bushes where they were hiding.
The slender cold blade in Qiandeng's hand was like a flash of lightning, suddenly piercing the lower abdomen of the black-clothed man who was approaching them. This move was unexpected, fast and fierce. The opponent only had time to let out a low cry before he fell down twitching and rolled down the mountain stream.
The others in the rear immediately rushed over, intending to encircle and suppress them.
Qiandeng pushed Mingjiu hard and said in a low and rapid voice, "Run separately!"
The mountain stream was steep and the grass and trees were lush. With the help of her push, he rolled and crawled down the slope. Although he was injured, the people behind him could not catch up for a while.
She ran wildly upwards, her strength quickly fading, and her heels were tripped by grass stems, causing her to stagger and fall into danger.
Fortunately, most of the men in black had gone to search along the mountain stream, and there were only five or six people waiting here. She stabbed one of them, and then she sent two more to chase Mingjiu, so there were only two people chasing her.
Although she was not as frail as she looked, she had been riding on the horse for half the night and was already exhausted. In her haste, she missed a step and fell to the ground.
The people behind caught up and slashed at her with a knife, regardless of her identity and directly used a fatal move.
Qiandeng rolled to avoid the blade and instantly thrust back. The King of Changhua turned his head and thrust his double spear with incredible skill, hitting the opponent in the side.
With a muffled groan, the man staggered back, holding his waist, but unfortunately his companion had caught up with him and slashed at her with a knife.
Qian Deng immediately fought back to protect herself, but although the tempered steel blade was indestructible, her strength was weak and she could not stop the opponent's fierce attack. She only deflected the tip of the blade by two inches, and the blade barely brushed past her neck.
Before the other party could react, she had already used up all her strength to break free from the other party's knife tip, jumped off the cliff, and rolled to the side.
Last year's dry grass was already half-rotted, with rocks and thorns scattered among it, but she didn't care about that at this critical moment. She rolled down the cliff, ignoring the pain from the collision, just bent her elbows to hold her head, and rolled aimlessly towards the darkest place below.
She didn't know how long she had been rolling, but when her momentum slowed down and the slope became flatter, she thrust the Hundred Refined Blade in her hand fiercely into the slope to stop her rolling momentum.
Her body was in great pain from hitting the hillside, but she was afraid that the killers would catch up with her, so she forced herself to get up and immediately stumbled through the bushes in the dark. She waited until she was away from the hillside before she hid in the crevice between the rocks in the mountains and tried her best to shrink her body to cover her tracks.
In the dark forest, the cries of night owls and wild beasts mingled with the rustling of pine trees, faintly echoing. Unable to discern the sound of pursuing footsteps, she simply gripped the blade tightly, staring warily at the jungle outside.
Her mind was in a turmoil, and she couldn't figure out who was chasing them. Such a well-trained killer couldn't be a bandit from the mountains. Was he coming for her, or was he after Mingjiu?
Can she make it to dawn? Is dawn a good thing or a bad thing? Will the killers find her, or can she find her way home in this vast forest?
She was hiding in such a desolate and vast forest. Could Ling Tianshui find her?
Just as my thoughts were in a chaotic struggle, the light of a torch suddenly appeared in the dark jungle.
She was startled and shrank into the crevice of the stone cautiously, leaving only her eyes exposed to spy.
The firelight gradually appeared in the forest, and a vaguely swaying figure was searching around. Several ferocious and jumping black shadows were sniffing around, and then as if they had found her trace, they suddenly rushed towards this side.
Qiandeng bit his lower lip tightly, shrank into the crevice of the rock, and trembled as he gripped the sharp blade in his hand. When they pounced on him, he would fight his way out of the darkness with blood all over his body and escape.
She couldn't die, especially not here and now.
The murderer of her mother and Uncle Fu has not been found yet, Shangluo's whereabouts are still unknown, and the truth of the pursuit has not been revealed. How can she just say goodbye to this world like this, leaving with a heart full of regrets?
She tried her best to suppress her rapid breathing, listening to the chaotic noises outside. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, accompanied by the sound of animals running in the wind, and had already reached the outside of the crevice. The light of the torch faintly penetrated from the gap and projected into her eyes.
The sudden flash of fire made her eyes turn blood red. Fear and despair made her close her eyes tightly, and she stabbed the newcomer with a fierce blow regardless of the consequences.
"County Lady!"
She heard a familiar voice ringing in her ears.
But the powerful attack could not be retracted. The extremely sharp steel blade made a slight "bo" sound and pierced the opponent's heart.
The man who was determined to run towards her had no idea that he would subconsciously turn his body to the side in the cold light, and the sharp blade in her hand slid across his heart and pierced into his shoulder.
The blood-red flames spread in front of her, and she saw the face of the person in front of her, with thin eyebrows, a prominent nose, and a clear and divine look. It was Cui Fufeng.
Searching all the way through the wilderness and forests, he was no longer his usual bright and elegant self. His gaze on her was filled with burning joy, as if he had not noticed the pain she had caused him. "County Lady, I found you..."
Qian Deng was so shocked that he forgot to let go of the Bailian Blade in his hand. He only asked blankly, "Is it you?"
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