Chapter 464: Long Qi and Xin Yi Block the Shiyin Xiao

"Little brat, your master has come to save you!"

It is Long Qi!

Long Qi looks somewhat disheveled, with beads of sweat on his forehead, his braided hair still messy and flamboyant.

Yet even so, in the eyes of Adao and the group of guards, it is as if a divine light surrounds Long Qi, and he appears just like a god descending from the heavens!

Master, Grandma, I have seen a god...

Oh my, a god has come...

Adao first looks up blankly, as if unable to believe what he sees, staring at Long Qi for a long time before throwing himself into his arms, tears streaming down his face.

"You stinking brat, why did you only just come! I almost died here, I'll beat you to death... I'll beat you to death..."

While crying, Adao hangs onto Long Qi's chest, wiping his snot and tears, all the while pounding on Long Qi's chest with his small fists.

Long Qi, contrary to his usual self, does not talk back; instead, he swings his long arm to toss the Dark Guard away, then frees a hand to pat little Adao's back, gently soothing him:

"Oh, you've been wronged, you've been wronged. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Whoever bullied you, your master will beat them back for you."

Seeing reinforcements, the skeleton-like Dark Guard immediately drops his blade and strikes directly at Long Qi's head, but Long Qi is not the least bit flustered, continuing to coax Adao.

Just as the broadsword draws near, Xin Yi flashes out, swings his long blade, and with a spin, knocks that Nine-Ring Broadsword back.

Adao's emotions finally calm down a little, and only then does he notice something unusual; he sniffs carefully and smells the scent of blood.

"You're hurt?"

Adao carefully gropes around Long Qi's body, finally finding the wound on his back. With tear-filled eyes, he asks with heartache: "Does it hurt?" Then he feels it was a redundant question—it must certainly hurt!

Long Qi just smiles: "Who do you think your master is? It's just a superficial wound, not worth mentioning."

But the beads of sweat on his forehead betray Long Qi. Adao raises his sleeve to wipe them, choking with sobs: "Master is in the secret chamber, there is a mechanism in the hall, but I couldn't find it..."

Long Qi knows Adao did his best and does not blame him, instead offering comfort and encouragement.

"The current situation is chaotic, you should quickly go with these... uh..."

Long Qi had intended to tell Adao to hide in a safe place with the others, but upon seeing they are guards of the Demon Race, he hesitates.

How did this little brat end up mixed up with the Demon Race?

Adao understands Long Qi's concerns and hurriedly waves his hands: "They are good people."

Good people?

Long Qi looks suspiciously at the huddled guards: These guys are good people?

The guards also point at themselves, looking bewildered: We are good people?

Both sides are utterly confused, and the latter are even a bit embarrassed—although they truly haven't done anything bad, at most just slacking off, being called good people to their faces is quite awkward.

Long Qi and the guards stare at each other for a moment, the atmosphere falling into an awkward silence, while Adao just looks indifferent.

"That's not important. Master is with that Demon Lord, and I don't know what might happen. The most urgent task is to find the location of the mechanism first."

Long Qi glances again at the slightly uneasy guards and instructs Adao to be careful, only then letting them leave.

The thin Dark Guard, having taken a blow from Long Qi, immediately slips into the shadows. Just as Adao and the others are about to walk out of the Yinxu Hall door, he suddenly darts out from the shadows behind them, raising his axe to strike.

It is an iron law of the Demon Race: any unnecessary person who has seen a Dark Guard must be silenced!

At the critical moment, Xin Yi flashes out, raises his blade to block in front of the group, and urges without looking back: "Go quickly!"

Adao and the guards naturally do not linger; the guards go without saying, as they are just drifting through life and are deathly afraid! As for Adao, he does not want to drag Long Qi and Xin Yi down.

The thin Dark Guard scrutinizes Xin Yi: "You can actually keep up with my movements..." Xin Yi just smiles: "The legendary Shiyin Xiao is nothing more than this."

So, this Dark Guard before them is called Shiyin Xiao.

Shiyin Xiao narrows his eyes; he truly has no impression of Xin Yi, for after all, those who dared to be arrogant before him had long since died under his axe.

Just then, that Nine-Ring Broadsword swings over, aiming straight for Xin Yi's neck.

Long Qi performs a somersault, plants his sword in front of Xin Yi, and then steps down, pinning the rusty blade under his foot.

Who would have thought that the rusty blade would move on its own, and Long Qi nearly loses his footing.

It turns out there is a pitch-black chain on the hilt of this Nine-Ring Broadsword, but the chain is so thin that it is hard to notice.

No wonder this monster can swing the blade around and retract it at will; so that's how it is. It is just strange that such a thin chain doesn't snap when swinging a blade that weighs at least a hundred catties.

"Be careful, this Rusty Ghost has the strength to lift a tripod, he is not so easy to deal with," Xin Yi warns.

Oh~ this monster that looks like a dried-up skeleton actually has such great strength; one really cannot judge by appearances.

In fact, Xin Yi knows them because he heard about them while he was by Bai Wuchang's side. Shiyin Xiao was selected by Bai Wuchang from the army and trained by Guihua into a Dark Guard.

!

As for this Rusty Ghost, he is even less simple. Rumor has it that he once vied with Guihua for the position of commander of the Northwest Camp; had it not been for Guihua's secret schemes, the title of Yiyou General would have been his.

Therefore, the strength of these two cannot be underestimated.

"We've fought our way through this far, what's a few more demons to kill," Long Qi says, bracing his sword against the ground, waiting to gather his strength.

Although he says that, the wound on Long Qi's back is constantly corroding him; fortunately, he still has the Hanyu Pill in his body, so the Demon Miasma Poison is spreading much more slowly.

Moreover, the wound is truly painful, and Long Qi is merely holding on by sheer force of will.

Xin Yi is not doing much better.

The fierce battle with Feilian had already consumed much of his energy, and having traveled continuously without rest, his stamina was already stretched thin; now, encountering such strong enemies, he fears he is lacking the strength to match his will.

Furthermore, Xin Yi is still worried about Long Qi.

If the wound on Long Qi's back is left unattended, there is a risk of him falling into the demonic path.

But in the current situation, how can one spare the time to purge the miasma and heal the wound?

Shiyin Xiao suddenly leans into Xin Yi's face, his pair of dead-fish eyes scanning eerily up and down: "I remember now, you are that dog of Qingmian Hu." Saying this, he laughs sinisterly and pulls his body back.

"Your master is gone, why are you, this dog, still alive? Why don't I return a favor to Qingmian Hu today and send you to reunite with him."

As soon as he finishes speaking, Shiyin Xiao laughs strangely and sinks into the shadows, just as if sinking into a pool of water.

It seems this Shiyin Xiao is also someone skilled in concealment.

Xin Yi held his breath and waited, listening carefully to the movements around him, but besides the sound of the flames burning, there was only the sound of the Rust Ghost's iron chains.

Just at this moment, the Yin-Eroding Ghoul suddenly lunged out from the ground, its waxen-yellow face unexpectedly pressing right against Long Qi's face.

"Got one."

The Yin-Eroding Ghoul cackled, pulled two sharp axes from the shadows, and slashed upward toward Long Qi's chest.

"Watch your feet!" Xin Yi shouted.

If those two axes landed and could not be dodged, he would likely be split in two.