The wind was blowing and roaring, and they approached the silent tent little by little. The night wind howled, blowing up the curtains of the big tent. She could even see the white fur carpet behind the curtains. There was also the pleasant smell of golden wing incense in the dark night, so luxurious and sleep-inducing.
Swish! Chu Qiao slashed a guard's arm with a knife and ran forward fearlessly.
Boom! A loud thunder suddenly exploded out of nowhere, making everyone's scalp numb. The fluttering torches were lit, and the smell of pine oil immediately filled the entire place.
At this moment, the child lying on Zhuge Yue's back suddenly screamed. Chu Qiao raised her head and suddenly felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss. Her whole body was cold and she could not utter a single word. Her hand holding the knife tightened and tightened.
Mo'er's voice was already hoarse. The child went crazy and beat Zhuge Yue's back desperately. This child whose family was destroyed had finally lost his innocence. Like a small animal that was forced into a desperate situation, he opened his red eyes and roared in despair.
"Stars! Stars!"
The child screamed desperately, tears streaming down his face, and his voice sounded like a little wolf abandoned by its mother. He stretched out his hand to the little girl lying on the ground, his chest heaving, and gasping for breath. The heavy rain slapped his face, his eyes, his body, everything was red, the winding blood gathered on the ground into a red vortex, the heavy rain continued to wash, the smell of blood echoed in the air, filling the ups and downs of the cold wind.
At that moment, Chu Qiao tightly grasped the knife in her hand. Lightning exploded in the sky one after another. She took a deep breath, but still couldn't stop her body from shaking. Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, but her eyes were black and bright. She suddenly remembered the timid look of the child when she left. Her innocent smile was filled with a hint of careful flattery. She said, "Sister, I'm leaving first and will come back tomorrow."
I'll come again tomorrow...I'll come again tomorrow...I'll come again tomorrow...
A surge of grief and indignation rose to her throat. She slowly raised her head, then jumped off the horse, threw away the scabbard, raised the sword high above her head, clenched her hands, and stared at the golden tent with cold eyes.
"Bad guy! Bad guy!"
The child was still crying, and Zhuge Yue also jumped off the horse. The man was very calm, patted the child behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, save your energy. Shedding tears in front of your enemies is a cowardly act."
Ouyang Mo stretched out his little hand and wiped away the tears on his face, but in his eyes, there was no longer any trace of the innocence and simplicity that belonged to a child.
Xiao Xingxing's body was casually thrown into a ditch in front of the big tent. There was only a fatal knife wound on his body, which had turned white from being soaked by the rain. Her eyes were wide open, but there was no hatred in them, just panic, fear and terror. She was so small and had no shoes on. Her pale little feet were exposed outside her skirt, which was shocking to see.
And in her hand, she was holding a dagger.
It was the one Chu Qiao gave her when they were about to leave.
Two middle-aged people were lying beside her, a man and a woman, probably Xingxing's parents.
The cold wind blew up Chu Qiao's lake green dress. The luxurious dress was already soaked and stuck tightly to her body. She raised her head, took a deep breath, and then suddenly took a step forward. There was no hesitation or sadness in her eyes anymore, only courage and persistence to move forward.
In an instant, the bright light of the sword and the terrifying murderous aura instantly filled the entire place. Chu Qiao leaped up instantly, a bright white blade light cut through the darkness, and slashed down suddenly, killing all questioning voices and gazes with the sword.
"Ah--" A sharp scream broke the silence of the rainy night, and the wounded soldier cried out like a wild beast.
Chu Qiao threw away all the fragility of a woman. At this moment, she was a warrior, a cold-blooded and fearless killing machine. Her knife was stuck in the soldier's chest. She exerted force with her feet, stepped forward suddenly, pressed the blade against the soldier, and ran forward.
"Surround them! Protect the master!"
In the chaos, someone was shouting loudly, and everyone's eyes became fanatical in an instant. Now they were trapped in a jar, and it would be a great achievement as long as they were killed with the knife.
But this frenzy was only for a moment. The next second, the soldiers were horrified to find out how ridiculous their ideas were, because while they were hastily deploying their defenses, the enemy had already launched a crazy massacre!
From beginning to end, they never thought of escaping!
A gorgeous sword light cut through the void, and the two soldiers rushing in the front screamed and retreated at the same time. One of them even had a leg chopped off, blood splattered everywhere, and screams rang out. A soldier approached from behind and tried to launch a sneak attack. Chu Qiao did not even turn her head, but stabbed the man's heart with her knife. She stood in the heavy rain, her waist slightly bent, her body frozen, and then she suddenly drew her knife, a column of blood gushed out instantly, all splashing on her.
She didn't even frown, her eyes looked around coldly like an eagle, and wherever she went there was fear. She slowly stood up, and then, dragging her sword, she walked slowly forward.
"Catch her!" a guard leader shouted again.
Zhuge Yue snorted coldly and swung his arm. With a whoosh, the scabbard of the Moon-Breaking Sword flew away, and then, with a terrifying gesture, it fiercely pierced the guard’s stomach!
"Uncle, kill them!" The child shouted loudly with red eyes without any fear.
The brutal massacre made a young child lose his original compassion and kindness. He waved his little fists and shouted and screamed loudly, like a war maniac who had been on the battlefield for a long time.
"The young master has ordered that whoever can take the heads of these three men will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!" An eunuch walked out of the big tent and gave instructions to everyone.
However, before he could finish his words, Chu Qiao and Zhuge Yue rushed forward and leapt into the crowd. In an instant, a large number of troops rushed over from all directions, and countless hands, feet and swords attacked them. Then, screams suddenly rose to the sky. Almost in an instant, countless roars resounded through the world, and broken limbs and blood spurted out all around. No longer caring about the temptation of money, the crowd ran in all directions, and many people almost crawled to escape.
There was a blank area, with only Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao standing side by side. They looked at the dark crowd with contempt. The man was covered in blood and asked calmly, "Are you still alive?"
“You won’t die.” Chu Qiao looked at the people in front of her with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, “You come to hold these people back, I’ll go into the big tent.”
Zhuge Yue frowned and was about to retort when he saw Chu Qiao's figure shooting out like an arrow from a bow.
Another round of brutal fighting ensued. Zhuge Yue cursed softly, but still rushed forward in a few steps, clearing a brief gap for her. In the huge tent, Yan Xun leaned on the warm couch with a frown on his face, while Ah Jing stood aside with a knife in his hand, listening to the noise outside, and then said in a deep voice: "Master, let Yan Wei take action, these two are very skilled."
Yan Xun gently rubbed his temple with his hand and said coldly: "No need, it's better for these Liu's minions to stay here."
"But," Ah Jing frowned and said, "We can't have no one from the Liu family at all. If we do that, it will be very difficult for us to act in Bian Tang."
Yan Xun waved his hand and said calmly: "Wait a little longer."
At this time, Chu Qiao had already rushed to the door of the big tent. There were only five personal guards of the Liu family standing in front of her. However, she just looked at them coldly, then stretched out her tongue and slowly licked the blood on her cheek. Her nonchalant attitude and arrogant gesture of not taking anything seriously completely destroyed the confidence of these people in an instant.
Then, she raised the knife again, without mercy. Yes, she was the most perfect killing machine in the era of cold weapons.
There was a dead silence in the big tent, and only the sound of fighting could be heard outside. Ah Jing's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he finally couldn't help asking again: "Young Master..."
Yan Xun frowned, and for some reason, a trace of annoyance arose from the bottom of his heart, as if he had forgotten something, and as if there was a voice yelling wildly in his heart, but he could not hear clearly what the voice said. The sound of fighting outside was so loud that it once again reminded him of many memories that he didn't want to recall. Finally, he waved his hand gently and said, "Go."
Ah Jing let out a long sigh and was about to speak, but at this moment, a voice as cold as snow suddenly sounded, and in an instant it was like a long sword breaking through the air, slicing through the darkness of the night and shining a terrifying sharp light between heaven and earth!
"Liu Xi! Get out here!!"
On the day he fled from Zhenhuang City, standing under the dark and empty sky, Yan Xun told himself that he would never be afraid of anyone or anything again, and all forces that stood in his way would be ruthlessly torn apart by him. He will use his sword, his fist, and his strength to announce to the world: The King of Yanbei is back, and he will repay double for all the sins and humiliations that have ever been inflicted on him.
However, at this moment, he was scared. He jumped up from the warm couch without even wearing shoes, and then staggered forward, regardless of anything, and rushed to the door like a madman.
"Young Master!" The guards in the big tent were horrified and rushed forward together. Ah Jing grabbed hold of Yan Xun. He did not hear the voice clearly but simply thought that his master was angry and wanted to rush out to fight the enemy.
"Master! Don't be impulsive! That kind of person is not worth your effort!"
The sound of weapons clashing rang out, and Chu Qiao's voice once again rang in her ears, "Liu Xi! Get out here!"
This time, even Ah Jing was stunned.
Blown by the strong wind, a sound of breaking was heard immediately, the curtain of the big tent was cut open by a knife, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky and exploded behind the woman, the sky and the earth were bright white, her bloody figure was so upright for a moment.
She stood at the door, her eyebrows were filled with a hint of disdain, proudly holding up her sword, the blade pointed directly at Yan Xun, and snorted coldly: "Liu Xi, you didn't expect it to be me."
Yeah, I didn’t expect it. How could I have thought of it?
The candlelight in the big tent was blown out by the wind and rain outside, and the dim light reflected on the woman's pale face. At this moment, words were not enough to express Yan Xun's feelings. He stood there like a piece of wood, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say. He just frowned tightly, looked at her deeply, and could not utter a word.
Chu Qiao looked at him coldly, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, without any emotional fluctuations. She pointed the blade at him and said, "You betrayed Yanbei, betrayed Datong, and killed your own clan. Tell me, do you deserve to die?"
At this moment, the Yan guards who had been hiding outside the big tent all rushed out. These soldiers who had experienced countless battles were naturally not comparable to Liu's personal guards. They were dressed in black, covering their heads and faces, and rushed out from the two tents next to them with sharp weapons in their hands, and immediately surrounded Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao tightly. The crossbowmen were ready, but when they saw the woman standing in the middle of the field, they were all shocked and forgot to attack.