Chapter 148 Swordsman Xiao Jiuzhu
The little dumpling used every flattery he could muster in his life, but the man remained unmoved, standing still.
Pei Ji suddenly felt a scrutinizing gaze fall on him, filled with guilt and self-reproach, and also some inexplicable... fondness?
Pei Ji frowned, held the little dumpling even tighter, and looked at the figure with a puzzled expression.
Does this person know him?
The figure in the darkness looked down at Sheng Sheng, a soft laugh escaping his throat, his hoarse voice carrying a deep tremor: "Glib tongue."
The hem of the robe remained still, yet the bamboo curtain outside the pavilion moved without any wind. A few bamboo leaves drifted in from somewhere, hovered in mid-air for a moment, and then suddenly split into fine green dust.
Zhui Feng broke out in a cold sweat on the back of his neck and used eighty percent of his internal energy to steady himself.
He was closest to the person and could best sense the person's profound inner strength.
Even Yan Hu was shaken and forced to take a few steps back.
Sound: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
"Great hero's internal strength... is truly astonishing! How about this, great hero, please spare us and we'll take care of you in your old age, okay? We'll even set up a longevity tablet for you later, and offer incense three times a day—"
Before he could finish speaking, the other person moved like a ghost, appearing right in front of him in the blink of an eye.
The man flicked her forehead with his finger, and the seemingly casual force made her stagger back half a step, almost falling to the ground, but Pei Ji caught her in time.
"Princess!"
At the same time, Zijuan's terrified voice rang out. The next second, Zhuifeng saw that the other party had directly attacked Shengsheng. Before he could even marvel at the speed of the other party, he took out several hidden weapons and threw them at him without hesitation.
But the man didn't even turn his head. With a flick of his longsword, all the silver needles, darts, and other projectiles thrown by Zhui Feng were knocked to the ground without touching him at all.
The man smiled and said, "Not bad, but it lacks a bit of power."
After saying that, the man looked at Sheng Sheng again, his sword pointing at her.
"Sound and sound!"
Yan Hu's eyes turned red with rage, and he rushed forward without thinking, biting the man's trouser leg.
Zhui Feng also charged forward with his sword drawn.
The man frowned, but didn't stop moving. He let Yan Hu bite his calf, threw a short sword out of his sleeve with his left hand to block Zhui Feng's movements, and swung his sword at Sheng Sheng with his right hand.
Heaven knows where this person came from. I racked my brains but I still couldn't figure out when I had offended such a master!
Sheng Sheng wanted to pull Pei Ji away quickly, but the opponent was fast and the sword was even faster, so there was no way to escape.
In desperation, Pei Ji used his body to block the sound and tried to grab the sword with his bare hands to block the attack.
"Brother Pei Ji!"
"Young Master!"
Pei Ji was prepared for his hand to be cut by the sharp blade. However, the man flicked his wrist, and the sword deftly twirled in his hand, before being sheathed in the next second.
With a "whoosh," it was as if the light at the tip of the sword had never appeared.
Xiao Jiuzhu glanced at Pei Ji, whose face was tense, narrowed her eyes, and hid the satisfaction and admiration in them.
Um?
Sheng Sheng remained in the position of reaching out to grab Pei Ji, looking at the man with a blank expression.
The others were also a little confused, but they didn't dare to let their guard down. Yan Hu was still biting her, and Zhui Feng and A Fu were also on high alert. Even Zi Juan pulled out a rolling pin from somewhere and pointed it at him.
Xiao Jiuzhu chuckled and shook her foot, saying, "Alright, alright, stop biting me, it hurts so much."
Yan Hu made a low "woo-woo" sound in his throat, but did not let go.
Xiao Jiuzhu clicked his tongue, reached out and pinched Yan Hu's nape, then turned to the stunned Sheng Sheng and said, "This little dog is good, loyal!"
Then, somehow, as soon as he touched Yan Hu, Yan Hu let out a howl and let go of its mouth.
Yan Hu ran towards Sheng Sheng crying, "Wow! He pinched my pressure point!"
Sheng Sheng quickly hugged Yan Hu to comfort him.
Xiao Jiuzhu's trouser legs were torn by Yan Hu, revealing teeth marks on his calves, from which blood was drawn.
Xiao Jiuzhu didn't care much and used his internal energy to force the blood out.
When martial artists use their internal energy to heal themselves, they must concentrate fully; otherwise, the internal energy may flow backward, causing serious damage.
But this person not only wasn't focused, he also had time to divert his attention to comment on Zhui Feng.
"You're quite skilled, but you're a bit impetuous and panic easily. What, are you afraid I'll hurt your young master?"
Chasing the Wind: ...
Your sword was less than a meter away from my princess, how could she not be afraid?
Sensing that the man had suddenly lost his will to fight, Zhui Feng did not make any rash moves.
Pei Ji frowned: "Breaking into this place at night, may I ask what your intentions are?"
Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Jiuzhu turned his head to look at him, carefully observing Pei Ji's eyebrows and eyes.
Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth.
Amidst the less-than-friendly gazes of the group, Xiao Jiuzhu scrutinized Pei Ji for a long time. Upon seeing the surroundings of Jingyue Pavilion, a trace of guilt appeared on her face.
Pei Ji was extremely puzzled. He was certain that he had never met this person before, so why would this person have such feelings towards him?
Guilt?
Why?
While Pei Ji was still puzzled, Xiao Jiuzhu finally spoke in a deep voice, with a hint of emotion: "Your eyes are exactly the same as your mother's."
Pei Ji: ?
Sheng Sheng: Oh?! Does that mean there's some juicy gossip to be had?!
Others: Huh?
Who exactly are you?
Seeing Pei Ji's wary expression, Xiao Jiuzhu clutched her chest, looking somewhat hurt: "Oh, you child, you really break your uncle's heart. You even threw a cabbage at me, sigh. Back when your mother and I were planting cabbages in the field, you were probably drinking your 'Meng Po soup' on the Bridge of Helplessness by now, and you actually threw a cabbage at me."
Pei Ji: "………?"
Pei Ji frowned more and more as he listened, and Afu was also completely bewildered. He didn't remember that Pei Ji's mother, Consort Bai, knew such a person!
As mentioned before, Bai Meiren was originally just an ordinary palace maid. It was only because the old emperor of Song was drunk and accidentally favored her that she was later made a beauty.
Whether before or after becoming a beauty, Bai Meiren didn't seem to have the opportunity to meet such a remarkable person.
How come he didn't know there was such a highly skilled martial artist in the palace?
Sheng Sheng blinked and tugged at Pei Ji's sleeve: "Brother Pei Ji, he said he used to grow cabbages with your mother. Was that before your mother entered the palace?"
Pei Ji looked at Xiao Jiuzhu with some hesitation. Xiao Jiuzhu chuckled and praised the little dumpling, "Hey! You little dumpling, not bad, not bad, so smart!"
"Hehe, you flatter me, sir.
Sheng Sheng, being so outgoing, had completely forgotten the tense atmosphere just now. When Xiao Jiuzhu told him that he was an old friend of Pei Ji's mother, he immediately added him to his list of friends.
We have no choice but to fight! Such a powerful hero, we can't just treat him as an enemy, can we?
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