A cloying smell of blood wafted by. The cold moonlight shone on the road, illuminating the corpses lying across the ground in extremely miserable states.
"Yo, tracking someone in the middle of the night. You're really dedicated," a charming female voice sounded. The other black - clothed men all looked up.
In the moonlight, the enchanting woman in a purple - flowered silk dress sashayed towards them. Her amorous eyes were soul - stealing, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a malicious smile. Half of her flower - patterned clothes slipped off, revealing one delicate shoulder. She held a blood - stained dagger in her hand, and her black hair fluttered in the wind.
On the other side stood a suave man in a light - blue long robe and black boots. The handsome man's features were wreathed in a carefree smile. His wrist was wrapped with white cloth, and his long, well - defined fingers were pinching a plum - blossom blade. In the darkness, his clear eyes glowed.
"Did your leader tell you who the person you were supposed to follow is?" Jiang Li smiled rakishly, his starry eyes flickering.
The several shadows took a step back.
"We deliberately let our guard down just to draw you out. Sure enough, you couldn't hold back," Jiang Li crossed his arms and laughed.
"Hand over the Rebirth Fruit," one of the shadows said.
Duanmu You wiped the dagger with her finger. Her fair and slender finger was smeared with blood, looking extremely terrifying. She slowly raised her eyes and said with a soft smile, "The Rebirth Fruit isn't here. You've followed the wrong people." After a moment, she said gently, "You're not from the hundred families, nor are you under the leader's command. You're not people from the martial world, are you..."
The several shadows exchanged glances and then retreated, knowing it was difficult to succeed.
"Don't go. Let's have some fun," Jiang Li flashed and blocked behind those shadows the next second.
The shadows were immediately surrounded by the two of them and were a bit flustered.
"Retreat!" one of the shadows shouted, and a cloud of dust rose up on the spot.
Taking the opportunity, the shadows disappeared from the spot with a whoosh.
When the dust settled, the corpses on the ground had all been taken away. Duanmu You and Jiang Li exchanged a look.
The sound of horse hooves came from afar. Jiang Li and Duanmu You both looked up. Gu Rongxue was whipping her horse towards them.
When she got close to them, the carriage slowly stopped.
Gu Xianlao and Gu Ran rushed down from the carriage in a hurry. Gu Rongxue dismounted and walked up to the two of them.
"Northern Star Lord, Eastern Star Lord, are you okay?" Gu Rongxue looked at them and asked.
When she got closer and saw that they were fine, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Jiang Li nodded and said, "Originally, someone was following us. The two coachmen were assassinated by them. Dongxing Lord and I stopped them. We wanted to find out their identities, but they even took the corpses back. It shows that there must be a mastermind behind them."
Gu Xianlao gasped for breath and pulled Gu Ran along. He said, "It's good that the two Star Lords are okay. Come and squeeze into our carriage later. We'll change the carriage when we get to the town."
"Alright," Duanmu You nodded.
The group got into the carriage. Gu Rongxue drove the horse in front, and the wheels slowly turned and moved forward.
"I wonder if Young Master Zhong and the others have encountered any danger," Gu Xianlao sighed.
Jiang Li lowered his head and thought for a while. Suddenly, he looked up and said, "I think it's very likely that they also sent a few people to follow the middle route."
"The middle route?" Gu Xianlao frowned and then suddenly widened his eyes. "Oh no!"
It was a dark and windy night, with the glint of swords and the shadow of blades.
A shadow flew down like lightning. Chang He dodged a move with a flash of his figure. The shadow attacked again from the right. Chang He's hawk - like eyes glinted. He reached out and caught the blade, then exerted force on his wrist and knocked the man back half a step.
Wei Feng was also being attacked from both sides. These black - clothed men were well - trained and extremely skilled in light - kung fu. Wei Feng parried each move. Although there were close calls, he was not in danger. Seizing the opportunity, Wei Feng gathered energy in his feet and flew behind two black - clothed men. The two men missed their target and bumped into each other. Wei Feng took the opportunity to snatch their long swords and cut off half of the arm of a black - clothed man who was about to attack from behind.
Immediately, screams echoed through the night sky.
Tang Yuyan was also in danger. Several black - clothed men surrounded her. Seeing that Tang Yuyan was in a bad situation, Wei Feng tapped his foot and flew over to knock the black - clothed men to the ground one by one. More and more black - clothed men emerged, and for a moment, Wei Feng didn't have time to take care of Tang Yuyan.
A black - clothed man flew towards Tang Yuyan. She crossed her long sword and blocked the falling long blade, making a clear clanging sound. Then she stabbed with her sword and forced the black - clothed man to retreat continuously.
Tang Yuyan didn't notice that someone was approaching her from behind. She still held her sword and confronted the person in front of her. It wasn't until the black - clothed man behind her raised his long blade and a gust of wind came from behind that Tang Yuyan realized it. By the time she turned around, it was already too late.
With a loud bang, the pain she had imagined didn't come. Tang Yuyan looked up and saw Cang Luoyao holding a blood - stained stone. Her face was full of panic, and her hands were shaking.
She loosened her hand, and the stone fell to the ground with a thud. Cang Luoyao looked up at Tang Yuyan and whispered, "Sister... he... he's dead..."
Tang Yuyan's face lit up. Without thinking much, she rushed over and hugged her, stroking her head and crying with joy, "Luoyao... Luoyao..."
Chang He grabbed one of the black - clothed men by the neck and demanded, "Who sent you?"
The black - clothed man's eyes bulged. Suddenly, another black - clothed man rushed out and stabbed the black - clothed man in Chang He's hand to death with his long sword.
Chang He was startled. He thought these people were determined not to say anything even if they lost their lives. He let go of his hand, grabbed a long sword, and faced the black - clothed man who was about to attack...
"Cough..." Su Xiaoliu accidentally choked while drinking ginger soup. She picked up the white handkerchief beside her and wiped the corner of her mouth.
Zhong Fengyue looked up at her and said with a gentle smile, "Drink slowly. Have a good rest tonight. We'll continue our journey early tomorrow morning."
Su Xiaoliu nodded, put the empty porcelain cup on the table, thought for a while, and then looked up at Zhong Fengyue and said, "Young Master Zhong, who is Feng Yufei?"
Zhong Fengyue was stunned by her question. He didn't expect Su Xiaoliu to ask this question suddenly. After a moment's hesitation, he replied, "Feng Yufei is known as the Painting Immortal in the world..."
"By the way, Young Master Zhong, you don't know my name yet, do you?" Su Xiaoliu suddenly remembered something. She quickly looked up and said.
Zhong Fengyue pursed his lips and smiled. He thought to himself how could he not know her name.
"My name is Su Xiaoliu. I pretended to be Yun Ruo before... I pretended to be Yun Ruo... because..." Su Xiaoliu thought for a while and stammered. Later, she simply closed her eyes and said bravely, "Anyway, it's a long story. In short, I was tricked by Chang He to be the leader's wife, and then I was tricked by that leader to pretend to be Yun Ruo..."
Zhong Fengyue curved his lips into a smile. Without caring about other things, he said softly, "Xiaoliu, can I call you Xiaoliu?"
Su Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, then blinked her eyes and quickly nodded with a smile. "Sure!" She was overjoyed in her heart. The young master finally called her by her name...