"stop!"
"Let go of Si Liangce!"
Seeing Si Chengfeng with a knife at his neck, Feng Wu no longer cared about the big rocks on the side of the road, and hurriedly drew his sword and stabbed the woman in the elegant green robe.
“Heh~”
"You don't know your own limitations!"
Yu Lianhuan raised the corner of his lips slightly, and kicked Feng Wu aside. The sword in Feng Wu's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and with a puff, blood spurted out of his mouth.
"We have never met before. We have no grudges in recent times and no grievances in the past. Why do you want to assassinate me?" Si Chengfeng's eyes were as charming as silk, and his bright eyes were full of scrutiny as he looked at Yu Lianhuan.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you look really good. You really do look a lot like your damned father, Meng Lishi. It's just a pity that today you will die unjustly like your damned father!"
Yu Lianhuan's hypocritical words of compassion shocked Si Chengfeng deeply.
"What's the meaning?"
"Do you know my father?"
Si Chengfeng looked at Yu Lianhuan with eyes full of confusion and coldness.
"I know him! How could I not know him? I played a huge role in your father and mother's fateful relationship!"
Yu Lianhuan chuckled slightly, then tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, as if thinking about how to kill this handsome man with more graceful movements...
"You mean... my father and Si Tianyu's acquaintance was just a conspiracy?"
Si Chengfeng, whose past guesses seemed to be confirmed, suppressed his anger and continued to deal with the woman in front of him.
"Since you're dying, I'll be kind enough to let you die with a clear conscience. That's right, your father's acquaintance with Si Tianyu was nothing more than a 'heroine woman saving a handsome man' play that Si Tianyu paid me to perform. Your father got a cold because Si Tianyu deliberately had someone push him into the cold pond and took the opportunity to poison him with the Millennium Ice Toad, just to weaken his body and make his death justified..."
Yu Lianhuan spoke the most cruel words in the most cynical manner, which made Si Chengfeng extremely angry, and his blood rushed to his head.
That woman Si Tianyu... is so cruel!
"So... now she is the one who sent you to kill me?" Si Chengfeng glared at Yu Lianhuan, his eyes flashing with rage.
"Well..."
The corners of Yu Lianhuan's lips curled up slightly.
"Not really. It was Nangong Chen who asked me to kill you. If you turn into a ghost after death, go and seek revenge on him!"
Yu Lianhuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he immediately tightened his grip on the sword...
"Keng~"
It happened in a flash. Just as Yu Lianhuan was about to slit Si Chengfeng's throat with a sword, a black figure suddenly flew out of the carriage.
The figure moved as fast as lightning, instantly blocking Si Chengfeng's path. Yu Lianhuan looked closely and saw a man in black wielding a longsword, thrusting straight at him. The man's swordsmanship was unpredictable and overwhelming. Yu Lianhuan dodged sideways, swinging his sword back. A fierce fight ensued between the two men beside the carriage.
The black-clad man's swordsmanship was exceptionally advanced, and Yu Lianhuan gradually began to feel the strain. At this moment, the black-clad man suddenly turned his sword and thrust it towards Yu Lianhuan's chest. The man's attack was incredibly fast, and by the time Yu Lianhuan could react, the sword in her hand had already been knocked to the ground with a clang.
Under the hazy moonlight, the figure gradually became clearer in front of Yu Lianhuan.
He was dressed in a black suit, moving silently through the night like a ghost. The golden ribbon wrapped around his waist shone brightly with every step he took, like a golden dragon coiled around his waist, ready to soar into the air at any moment.
His dark hair was tied up high, revealing his smooth forehead and sharp eyes, like a wolf lurking in the shadows, poised to attack and tear its prey at any moment. His gaze was icy and merciless, like the cold water from a thousand-year-old glacier, chilling to the bone.
The sharp sword in his hand shone with a cold, eerie light in the moonlight, looking awe-inspiring, as if it could sever any obstacle. The sapphire inlaid on the hilt radiated a dazzling light, like the stars in the night sky, twinkling with dazzling and enchanting brilliance.
His steps were light and steady, his figure was tall and majestic, his lines flowing and graceful, and every movement was filled with power and beauty, which made people fall in love with him. His face was handsome and resolute, like a god looking down on the ants of the world from a high place, making it impossible to ignore his presence.
He exuded a chilling, intimidating aura that made anyone afraid to approach. He was like a solitary wolf, wandering alone through the night, searching for its prey. His gaze was cold and merciless, seemingly piercing through everything, making it impossible to escape his gaze.
"Master...Uncle Master!"
Yu Lianhuan swallowed slightly, then bowed and saluted the visitor. She had never imagined that she would be so unlucky as to encounter this evil spirit.
"Um?"
However, the man's slightly furrowed brows clearly indicated that he was not satisfied with Yu Lianhuan's address. The man in black only glanced at Yu Lianhuan leisurely, and she immediately changed her tone.
"See you, Young Master!"
Zuo An is not only the leader of the Junzi Sect, one of the "Three Sects" of Luosha Sect, and is on equal footing with Yu Lianhuan, but he is also the young leader of Luosha Sect, and his status is even higher than hers.
Although Zuo An was only seventeen, he was no match for his seniority and martial arts prowess. Faced with such absolute strength, Yu Lianhuan could only choose to endure the grievance.
"snort!"
"How dare you attack me, you bastard!"
Zuo An sheathed the Frost Sword with a swish and grabbed Yu Lianhuan's neck with his bare hands. The sudden feeling of suffocation, accompanied by increasingly shallow breathing, sent a wave of fear through Yu Lianhuan's feet, and he instinctively tried to push him away and beg for mercy.
"Young...Young Master...please...spare my life!"
Zuo'an's grip tightened around Yu Lianhuan's throat like an iron clamp, choking her. Her face paled instantly, her eyes widening slightly, filled with fear and panic. She tried to push away Zuo'an's grip, but he was too strong, and her resistance seemed feeble and powerless.
Yu Lianhuan felt that her vitality seemed to be fading away bit by bit, her consciousness gradually began to blur, and a string of dizzying golden stars seemed to appear in front of her eyes.
Yu Lianhuan used up the last bit of his strength, opened his mouth, and tried to beg for mercy, but could only let out a low whimper. Zuo An looked at Yu Lianhuan in agony with a mocking look on his face.
Si Chengfeng was just a weak scholar. The reason why the Crown Princess Su Mulige was so confident in letting Si Chengfeng leave the palace and return to the General's Mansion was, of course, because he was accompanied by the number one assassin of the Luosha Sect. In this world, there were only a handful of people who could defeat him.
"Tell me, why did you attack me?"
Zuo An shook off the hand that was pinching Yu Lianhuan's neck and looked down at the woman who fell to the ground.
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