Chapter 1887: Midnight Ambush

Zhao Ming Cheng subconsciously nodded, then realized that Ye Liuyun might not have seen her nod.

She was about to speak, but Ye Liuyun said, "Alright, come with me!"

Ye Liuyun could of course see her nod, and immediately grabbed her hand, pulling her forward.

But after only a short distance, Ye Liuyun's Golden Pupil suddenly spotted traps, animal snares, and homemade ropes and bells on the ground; any contact would make a sound.

Ye Liuyun immediately told Zhao Ming Cheng the situation.

"Don't move, I'll carry you over."

"You go on your own, I'm afraid you'll hit the rope."

"Oh!"

Zhao Ming Cheng whispered an agreement, her face already flushed bright red.

Ye Liuyun didn't think it over at all, and immediately cradled Zhao Ming Cheng in his arms, carefully stepping over the traps and ropes.

"So heavy!"

Ye Liuyun even made a snide comment to himself.

After finally getting past the traps, Ye Liuyun's arms were sore.

He set Zhao Ming Cheng down and paused for a moment.

At this point, they were only forty to fifty steps away from the ruined temple and dared not speak.

After catching his breath, Ye Liuyun pulled Zhao Ming Cheng onward, moving slowly.

Almost a step forward, then a pause.

At this moment they could already hear a man and a woman's voices chatting from inside the ruined temple.

About twenty steps away, Zhao Ming Cheng could see more clearly, roughly the heads and chests of the people.

Ye Liuyun took the shield he had been carrying, bumped Zhao Ming Cheng's shoulder with it, signaling her to act.

Zhao Ming Cheng also took off her bow and arrow, trying to get closer to that Martial Cultivator.

With a "whoosh," the wooden arrow's sound was louder than that of a regular arrow.

Then came a light "bang."

The wooden arrow actually pierced the Martial Cultivator's throat, struck the wall behind, pinning him there.

"What precise archery!"

Ye Liuyun silently praised himself in his heart.

Then Zhao Ming Cheng dropped the bow and arrow, picked up a spear, took Ye Liuyun's shield, and lunged forward, bending toward the Martial Cultivator's position.

"Wood!"

The Martial Cultivator inside the ruined temple, hearing the noise, called out to the one outside; seeing no reply, the two instantly readied their weapons cautiously.

Ye Liuyun also moved to the nearest big tree by the temple gate, preparing to strike.

"I'll go out and look, you cover me!"

The blade cultivator said that, standing with a knife behind the temple door.

The woman, holding a crossbow bolt, went to the dilapidated temple window, pointing outward, scanning for enemy silhouettes.

At this moment the blade cultivator opened the temple door and rushed outward.

As soon as he stepped out, he looked toward the Martial Cultivator's direction.

Meanwhile Zhao Ming Cheng crouched beside the corpse, shielding herself with the shield.

Simultaneously, Ye Liuyun decisively struck with a palm of Heaven and Earth Power, then thrust a spear at him.

The woman also spotted Ye Liuyun, but by the time she aimed, Ye Liuyun was already tangled in combat with the blade cultivator.

She feared harming her own side and dared not fire recklessly.

Then Zhao Ming Cheng suddenly leapt out, charging into the temple doorway.

The blade cultivator also warned the woman.

"Watch out, someone!"

"Ah!"

The woman turned her head, seeing Zhao Ming Cheng rush in, let out a startled cry, raised her hand and fired a crossbow bolt, which was exactly blocked by Zhao Ming Cheng's shield.

A bolt lodged in the shield, yet Zhao Ming Cheng's momentum didn't wane; she thrust a spear straight at the woman's throat.

"Ah!"

The woman let out another startled cry, using her crossbow to block the spear, but Zhao Ming Cheng's spear knocked it away.

The blade cultivator, also pressing the woman, swung two fierce knife strikes at Ye Liuyun, then turned to rush into the temple.

Ye Liuyun had been waiting for this very opportunity.

Seizing the two steps he had just taken back, he twisted his wrist, switching to a throwing spear stance, hurling it fiercely toward the blade cultivator's back, while his left hand reached behind, sprinting toward the Martial Cultivator and drawing the broken sword.

The spear whooshed, whistling toward the Martial Cultivator's torso.

The Martial Cultivator could only parry with his sword.

But Ye Liuyun's force was too great, and the spear heavy, it still grazed his shoulder, leaving a cut.

In that instant, Ye Liuyun lunged forward as if to embrace the Martial Cultivator, thrusting the broken sword into his chest.

"Ah!"

The Martial Cultivator shouted, flinging Ye Liuyun away; his heavy sword also sliced past Ye Liuyun's front.

However, Ye Liuyun's snake-scale armor protected him, leaving him unharmed; he immediately pressed forward, swinging the broken sword to slash across the blade cultivator's neck.

At that moment the Martial Cultivator's blade struck Ye Liuyun's back, cleaving his armor and carving a wound across his body.

Ye Liuyun staggered forward two steps, falling at the temple doorway.

He was only cut once by the sword; with his snake-scale armor shielding him, his injury was minor, and he rose to his feet immediately.

And that sword cultivator covered his neck and fell.

Ye Liuyun immediately rushed over, snatched the sword into his hand, then rushed into the temple.

At this moment, Zhao Ming Cheng had already stabbed that woman in the throat with his spear, was holding a crossbow bolt and looking, saw someone rush in, immediately aimed the crossbow bolt, saw it was Ye Liuyun, then relaxed.

"Are you trying to shoot me?"

Ye Liuyun saw her relaxed look, it didn't seem like she wanted to shoot him, but he still dared not relax.

"You say if I shoot you now, what would happen?"

Zhao Ming Cheng asked with a smile.

"Then we would definitely have one of us die!"

Ye Liuyun, however, said seriously.

"Sigh, really boring!"

Zhao Ming Cheng sighed, tossed the crossbow bolt to the side, so Ye Liuyun wouldn't really misunderstand her.

Ye Liuyun saw her toss the crossbow bolt, then finally put his mind at ease.

He walked over and picked up the crossbow bolt.

This crossbow bolt uses iron arrowheads.

Although there are only five bolts, their deterrent power is also considerable, at least more useful than his bow and arrow.

Afterwards, he went outside again and collected all the weapons.

This time he finally returned Zhao Ming Cheng's spear to her.

Then he and Zhao Ming Cheng dragged the two corpses inside, collected the storage ring and the medicinal pills they had harvested.

"How many medicinal pills does he have in his hand?"

Zhao Ming Cheng asked Ye Liuyun, seeing the bag that held the heavy sword's medicinal pills, it was a big full pack, so she knew there were many.

"You don't need to know!"

Ye Liuyun didn't tell her.

He also didn't have time to check.

Hurry up and follow me to retrieve the beast meat, lest we be targeted by ferocious beasts.

Zhao Ming Cheng picked up the spear, also followed Ye Liuyun.

Ye Liuyun, meanwhile, carried the sword on his back, one hand holding the crossbow, the other pulling Zhao Ming Cheng, rushing toward the place where they had hidden the beast meat in the dense forest.

At this moment, outside, the ferocious beasts' howling was continuous.

Here, once night falls, the ferocious beasts become unusually active.

Ye Liuyun pulled Zhao Ming Cheng and ran a stretch, then suddenly stopped by leaning against a large tree.

"Stand still, don't move!"

Ye Liuyun told Zhao Ming Cheng.

Both people hid behind the tree, standing completely still.

Ye Liuyun, meanwhile, poked his head out, looking into the darkness ahead.

Afterwards, Ye Liuyun raised the crossbow bolt again, aiming forward.

Zhao Ming Cheng, meanwhile, dared not move, hiding behind the tree, holding his breath.

She could even hear the ferocious beasts' panting, huffing and puffing.