Chapter 73: The Holy Sword's Might

Ah, sorry, the holy sword's power is too great; I wasn't prepared either.

You say such a beautiful woman, if she becomes blind in the future, what then?

Yang Jun gave a cold smile, and moved his right hand.

The crimson holy sword flew into his hand; he gripped the holy sword tightly and lightly waved it in the air.

This woman is too dangerous; since I can't have her, I must destroy her.

No matter what, she absolutely cannot be left to Zhou Tian!

Thinking of these things, Yang Jun immediately made a decision.

Mo Qingyan's wounds had not healed at all; now she suffered this heavy blow, wounds piling up, and Yang Jun's inner feelings only made her more uneasy.

Yang Jun, I will surely kill you!

Mo Qingyan let out a roar from her mouth, and at the same time she threw a bead from her hand.

Seeing this, Yang Jun dared not approach and had to retreat quickly.

A cloud of smoke spread out; Yang Jun held his breath and exerted force to shake away the smoke rushing at his face.

At the same time, a splashing sound rang out.

When the smoke cleared, Yang Jun found that Mo Qingyan's figure was gone from the room, leaving only a large hole in the window.

This woman is truly tenacious; even though she can't see clearly, she can still fly away like that.

Yang Jun nodded, then quickly withdrew his gaze and began searching for Yun Xiyue in the room.

Although Mo Qingyan arrived here before me.

But she isn't much faster; to capture Yun Xiyue, there's no time to transfer.

Yang Jun quickly found Yun Xiyue under the bed, dragged out this royal sixth princess, and seeing her disheveled state, he couldn't help but chuckle.

If this woman knew her own appearance, I don't know whether she would want to kill to silence.

However, Yang Jun also understands that this matter is his responsibility.

Against such a strong opponent as Mo Qingyan, relying only on those powders, I cannot stop her.

Indeed, just deadweight.

Yang Jun let out a sigh and placed Yun Xiyue on the bed.

With a displeased expression, he reached out and slapped her buttocks.

With a crisp 'pa' sound, Yun Xiyue still didn't wake.

Yang Jun was somewhat surprised and leaned forward.

At the same time, he waved his right hand again.

This time, it wasn't a slap on her buttocks but on her cheek.

I, Yang Jun, am someone who likes to treat beautiful women well; slapping the face is to make you awake.

Yang Jun also felt a lingering fear in his heart.

Fortunately, Mo Qingyan does not fully understand everything about the people around me.

If the true Yun Xiyue saw me, her biggest reaction would be to blame herself, to hold me responsible.

Rather than, upon seeing me, rushing over and embracing me in an intimate manner.

Yun Xiyue, this arrogant sixth princess, her greatest behavior is to blame herself, and even more likely to strike me as punishment.

Based on this, no matter how formidable Mo Qingyan's lofty schemes are, it leads Yang Jun to judge that he has a problem.

Yang Jun then slapped Yun Xiyue two more times.

One slap on the buttocks, the other flipped to strike the face.

Ah, it hurts so much—how could it hurt this much?

Yun Xiyue woke up, crying out in surprise, her face full of grievance.

Hearing Yun Xiyue's voice, Yang Jun hurried forward.

Had a nightmare? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here.

Yang Jun said this, reaching out his hand to try to embrace her.

Yang Jun, you bastard, why won't you let me go to the Sword Hut? Hurry up and take me to play; don't think you can shake me off, don't think you can avoid responsibility!

Yun Xiyue shouted loudly, looking at Yang Jun before her, extremely dissatisfied.

No need to go, it's already over.

What? It's all your fault, ruining the Princess's fun.

As Yang Jun's words fell, Yun Xiyue let out a loud roar and immediately swung a slap toward his cheek.

Yang Jun had anticipated this; he moved both hands and firmly seized Yun Xiyue's hand.

Fun? Are corpses everywhere fun? Is the sky collapsing and the earth splitting fun? You idiot, I'm doing this for your own good!

What do you mean 'for your own good'? You're just a coward; with the Princess here, what are you afraid of? It's all your fault, you made me miss out on fun, it's all your fault!

Yun Xiyue roared again, her face displeased.

Yang Jun looked at Yun Xiyue, then smiled and gave a slight nod.

Not bad; this kind of reaction is truly her.

All right, Princess, worst case I'll compensate you later.

Yang Jun went along with it, anyway the matter is already over.

Is that for real? How will you compensate me?

Yun Xiyue smiled, spoke to Yang Jun, and at the same time moved forward.

Now Yun Xiyue discovers she increasingly likes to tease Yang Jun.

After all, he is my future husband; teasing and playing with him is perfectly appropriate.

But just then, she suddenly smelled a very abnormal odor coming from Yang Jun's body.

This isn't Yang Jun's scent, and certainly not my own!

"Yang Jun, how come there's another woman's scent on you?"

Yun Xiyue was burning with anger, raised her voice, and shouted loudly.

【No way, is this woman a dog-nose?】

Yang Jun was shocked; Mo Qingyan's scent was indeed different, but the key is, how should I explain myself now?

"Yang Jun!"

Just then, a harsh shout rang out, and immediately Yun Xuanmo rushed in.

"Yang Jun, let go of my sister!"

Yun Xuanmo looked shocked and shouted loudly.

Who would have thought that as soon as he entered, he'd see Yang Jun and Yun Xiyue tightly entwined, holding each other?

"Yang Jun, let go quickly—why are you abducting Xi Yue? What are you up to?"

Yun Xuanmo was furious, while Yang Jun was quite pleased.

【No wonder he's a good brother who received my gifted book; he saved me at the crucial moment.】

"Alright, if you want to know the truth, ask her—she'll explain it properly. Also, just now an assassin tried to harm your sister."

Yang Jun looked relaxed; I guess he's safely through now.

Yun Xuanmo widened his eyes, looking left and right at Yun Xiyue and Yang Jun.

Yun Xiyue, meanwhile, glared dissatisfiedly at her own brother.

Just now, she had wanted to find out whose woman's scent was on Yang Jun—how could someone be behind her back, seeing someone else outside?

Now that Yun Xuanmo has appeared, it seems everything has been ruined.

She was very angry, and the consequences were also serious.

She stepped forward and grabbed Yun Xuanmo's ear in one motion.

Seeing this, Yang Jun instinctively rubbed his own ear—this move, Yun Xiyue must have practiced it on him!

"I'm playing with Yang Jun myself—what right do you have to object? Hmm?"

Yun Xiyue asked, her eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"Ow, ow!"

"Xi Yue ah, Fifth Brother is worried about you."

Yun Xuanmo's dissatisfaction completely vanished, replaced by a grin as he repeatedly said to Yun Xiyue.

Don't look at Yun Xuanmo appearing as a modest, jade-like gentleman in others' eyes—but he has always doted on his sister Yun Xiyue.

However, besides doting, there's also some fear.

But now that Yun Xiyue is fine and she's said that, it's easier to turn a blind eye to her and Yang Jun's affair, not treating it as a big deal.

"Yang Jun, what were you just saying? What assassin?"