Chapter 31: Mad Dog Pingyuan Hou, how long are you going to keep pretending? ...
"What do you mean? Who are you?" Lou Wanqiao asked coldly, feeling his arm trembling slightly.
Oh no, I've exhausted too much energy. I haven't been able to recover from all the continuous fighting these days. I don't know if I can handle another fight...
Who is this person?
Lou Wanqiao had a headache.
Over the past few years, she has killed countless people and made countless enemies. With so many people eyeing her covetously, it is difficult to figure out who is on the other side in a short period of time.
Her arm felt numb, her fingers tightly gripped the knife handle, and she stared at the face so close to her with gritted teeth.
His entire face was shrouded in cloth, making it difficult to see clearly, revealing only a pair of eyes. His eyebrows were prominent, thick, and his eyes held a murderous look. Lou Wanqiao felt strangely familiar with his eyes, as if he had seen them somewhere before.
clang!
The collision of the knife and the sword made a teeth-grinding sound. Lou Wanqiao only felt the strength in his hand loosen. It was Wen Xuechi who moved to deflect the opponent's knife.
The man's gaze fell on Wen Xuechi with murderous intent in his eyes. Wen Xuechi was not willing to be outdone and stared at him, with an inexplicable murderous intent flowing between his eyes.
Lou Wanqiao glanced around. They were already some distance away from the city gate. Ayan and Prince Duan's men were in Youzhou handling the remaining matters, so it was even more difficult to find anyone to help now.
The person in front of her was quite powerful. Lou Wanqiao had not expected to meet so many difficult people when she went out. She had always thought that she had good kung fu skills and seldom encountered strong opponents in the court, but it was so difficult for her to go out.
Fortunately, they are two people, and the other party is one person. If they join forces with Wen Xuechi, this person may not be able to get the upper hand.
Also, he just said she "shouldn't have come." What did that mean? What was he regretting?
Many thoughts flashed through Lou Wanqiao's mind in an instant, but he didn't have time to grasp them. The most important thing at this moment was to solve the problem at hand.
She clenched the Embroidered Spring Knife in her hand again and attacked from behind when Wen Xuechi was fighting with the man, but was deflected by a double-edged sword just before hitting him.
Another person dropped from the sky and appeared behind him, blocking Lou Wanqiao's attack.
She was startled and used the force to step back, but the man came forward relentlessly, aiming the double-edged sword at her face.
not good!
Lou Wanqiao was unable to dodge and his arm was cut by the blade, with blood oozing out of the wound.
"Zizhao!"
Wen Xuechi's voice came from not far away, full of deep worry. Lou Wanqiao pursed her lips and said, "I'm fine, don't be distracted."
The snow, which had just subsided a short while ago, gradually began to grow heavier again.
The wind blew through the loose hair on his temples. Lou Wanqiao raised his head, his expression calm and cold.
She raised her Embroidered Spring Knife and without hesitation met the attack, colliding with the opposing blade.
He was very strong, but Lou Wanqiao had been exhausted over the past few days and was feeling a bit weak. His arms were sore and he didn't know how much longer he could hold on.
Ding!!
There was another echo of air currents, and the double-edged swords brushed past his face almost every time. Lou Wanqiao leaned forward and drew his sword, dodging a sweeping blow while attacking the opponent's thigh.
He retreated very quickly, his movements much more agile than the man Wen Xuechi was facing. This man was very fast, while that man was relatively stronger.
Her hair suddenly came loose, the band holding it in place being cut off during the fight and dodging, sending several strands of hair tumbling down in the air. Her black hair swayed in the wind, and Lou Wanqiao narrowed her eyes, brushing the hair that was blocking her eyes back. Her gaze was three degrees colder than the snow on a cold day.
A long knife was placed in front of his eyes, and blood was slowly flowing across his eyebrows.
Lou Wanqiao stared at the man in front of him, and the knife in his hand made a slight buzzing sound.
We must fight quickly and decisively.
There was no way she could fall here.
The only people buried in the snow were those who wanted to kill her.
Just as Lou Wanqiao was about to make a desperate move, he suddenly heard a stronger trembling sound. A powerful air current, carrying shattered snow, swept in from a short distance. Surprised, Lou Wanqiao looked up to see the sword in Wen Xuechi's hand gleaming with a cold light. His aura was unstoppable, as if his entire aura had shifted in an instant.
Completely different from before.
The sleeves of her clothes fluttered, and her soft white robe seemed to melt into the snow. The biting cold wind passed through her fingers, and big snowflakes fell on her black hair. A transparent jade hairpin also blended with the snow.
He drew his sword extremely quickly and his sword technique was strange. The man only saw a gust of wind coming towards him, and then he felt a chill on the back of his neck.
But when this bad premonition came to mind, it was already too late.
The man in front of Lou Wanqiao tried to help him, but was knocked back by a long sword the moment he made a move. Lou Wanqiao stood in front of him, looking up and laughing wantonly: "You guys shouldn't be here! You want to run away now? You can't leave until you take my life today!"
Her long hair left afterimages in the air as she ran silently. Her sharp eyes were covered in a bright red. Like a wolf in the snowy field, she pounced on her prey regardless of everything. She jumped up from the air and smashed down with all her strength and weight in the blade.
Boom! !
The fight on Wen Xuechi's side ended quickly. His longsword was wrapped in broken snow, and he leaned against a tree trunk, his broadsword half-buried in the snow, barely holding himself up. He turned to look at Lou Wanqiao. She fought with determination, desperate and reckless, each move deadly yet revealing an opening.
"Mad dog! Are you going to die?"
The man gnashed his teeth and cursed furiously. Although he had accepted the mission, he hadn't intended to risk his life. Yet, he was met with an even more ferocious attack. The young man's long hair flowed wildly in the wind, his eyes like burning ice, cold yet tinged with an almost eerie fervor. This man possessed a fearless ruthlessness. The force and angle of each attack terrified him. Although the opponent was riddled with holes, he had no chance of exploiting them. In other words, to the opponent, he was simply... invulnerable.
I thought I was watching out for the chivalrous knight next to me, but I didn't expect the person in front of me to be the real evil ghost! !
Lou Wanqiao couldn't hear what he was yelling, nor did she care; it was just too noisy. Her ears were filled with the thump of blood rushing through her pulse, her heart pounding. Her vision was a sea of blood, yet it made everything clearer.
Kill, kill!
After all, they are just the souls killed by my sword!
"Zizhao——"
"Lou Wanqiao!!"
Ding——!!
The Embroidered Spring Sword kept buzzing, and his wrist was numb from the shock. Lou Wanqiao half-knelt on the snow and raised his head very slowly.
The snow was falling heavily, some people fell to the ground, and some people hurried over.
Li Lie looked at the figure in the snow, opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.
Wen Xuechi slowly walked to Lou Wanqiao, put her arm over his shoulder, and helped her up.
He quickly caught the falling Xiuchun Sword and walked forward silently.
"Wait a minute!" Li Lie stepped forward, "The building..."
Wen Xuechi turned around and looked at him, his eyes full of murderous intent.
He paused, hesitating.
Lou Wanqiao's voice came from the front, realizing what was happening. "No need to follow me. Go back and take care of the affairs in Youzhou. Don't touch the people I leave behind, no matter what they do. I'll leave those two people to you as well. I'll come back for you later."
Li Lie's eyes were somewhat melancholy and filled with reluctance.
Wen Xuechi supported her whole body weight and walked forward. The wind whistled past her ears, she was injured, and her vision became a little dazed.
"Zizhao, you first..." Wen Xuechi took out a pill and put it to her lips, but Lou Wanqiao didn't open her mouth. She just raised her head slightly and looked at him with bloodshot eyes. Her eyes were so cold, but with a smile.
Wen Xuechi couldn't describe what that expression was, nor could he explain what he was thinking. He just wanted to let her have a good rest and sleep.
With the pill and Wen Xuechi's cold fingers pressed against her lips and the whistling wind in her ears, Lou Wanqiao stared at Wen Xuechi with a strange smile. She said, "Marquis Pingyuan, how long are you going to keep pretending?"
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