Chapter 220

A Zhi!

You don't need to waste your breath, Xiao Yichen; your companion Pei Shangling already said the same thing, and can you really not go save your companion? He might already be at death's door.

I don't know whether Xiao Yichen doesn't believe Mu Yuanzhi's words, or simply doesn't care about Pei Shangling at all; he is completely unmoved, just staring at Mu Yuanzhi, as if his eyes hold a thousand words.

Finally he clenched his palm and approached silently.

In the night, Xiao Yichen's face grew even darker and inscrutable.

Mu Yuanzhi kept retreating; her instinct told her that Xiao Yichen now seemed a bit dangerous.

Someone come! Catch the assassin!

No need to shout; no one will come back to interfere, A Zhi. I'll take you back now.

Is it really fine for you to waste time here, Gu Rongjin?" Yun Jinglou laughed loudly.

Gu Rongjin withdrew to a safe distance before he had a moment to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

This was the first time someone could fight him with give and take.

The fair-skinned young man before him had gentle brows and eyes, but his features combined into something strangely ferocious, and his fighting style was even more neurotic.

He doesn't match the name Yun Jinglou at all; 'Deep Well Ice' would be more fitting!

To be honest, he really didn't want to fight someone like this; he felt he'd suffer mental trauma.

Who the hell brought this lunatic here? This fight has knocked all his fire out of him!

You don't think I'm talking nonsense, do you?" When Yun Jinglou attacked, he aimed for Gu Rongjin's lower body.

Fast and vicious, like lightning.

Gu Rongjin's dodging was nothing like his usual swiftness; it even looked a bit embarrassed.

Do you think, Young Master Jin, that after being away so long, your little beloved wife won't be snatched away?" Yun Jinglou smiled as he approached Gu Rongjin: "Or do you trust that little disciple of yours so much, believing that blockhead can keep watch over your senior sister?"

Gu Rongjin felt his words made sense, although there was suspicion of luring him away.

But the Qilin is indeed unreliable, Ah Zi is injured again, and Qi Shihuai's martial arts are on par with Xiao Yichen's, yet Qi Shihuai hasn't had special training, and his hearing is far worse.

Don't hesitate here; hesitation means loss.

Yun Jinglou was also covered in blood, but he didn't care at all; in fact, it seemed bleeding made him more excited, his smile especially making people want to clench their fists.

Or perhaps you just like fighting me here?" Yun Jinglou licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Sweet.

He said this, already behind Gu Rongjin, but Gu Rongjin reacted extremely quickly, striking back with a palm!

At the same moment Yun Jinglou also struck him with a palm; as their palms met, their deep inner force shook them both, causing each to spit blood.

Why won't you speak? Are you mute? I've heard Young Master Jin has a particularly sharp tongue.

Who could be more sharp-tongued than you?" Gu Rongjin couldn't take it; he turned to leave right then.

Gu Rongjin, who had flashed up onto a tree, clutched his chest and spat another mouthful of blood.

He's all battered; seeing him, wouldn't Little Yuanzhi feel heartbroken to death?

Gu Rongjin had never suffered such a serious injury since childhood; he wouldn't die, but it was enough to make him spit. He looked down at Yun Jinglou, who was looking up, smiling and waving at him, and he spat.

I'll let you go this once; I won't chase you. Remember to thank me.

Gu Rongjin couldn't help but throw a flying dagger, then flash away.

Hearing a feigned 'ah' from behind, he withdrew the flying dagger and let the person dodge.

Yun Jinglou, unfathomable!

At the same moment, a speeding carriage raced to the city gate, and the gate guards immediately swarmed forward.

Anyone who storms the gate at night is surely no good!

Xiao Yichen personally drove the carriage, ignoring the archers aiming at him, and charged forward at full speed!

Stop! Otherwise, you'll be killed on the spot!" the leading commander shouted.

The carriage still showed no sign of stopping; he waved his hand hard, and the archers all loosed their arrows!

Xiao Yichen drove with one hand and waved his sword with the other, blocking most of the arrows; the rest were flung away by his sword's wind, but one happened to strike the horse's leg, and the pained horse neighed skyward!

Inside the carriage, the bound Mu Yuanzhi lost her balance; as the carriage tilted, she fell backward, her head slamming hard against the side panel, leaving her dizzy and light‑headed, and she nearly passed out.

No, I can't pass out!

Mu Yuanzhi seemed to cry for help, but only a muffled 'wu wu wu' came from the cloth stuffed in her mouth.

Quickly inform General Qi: a highly skilled person has stormed the gate!

Yes!

Xiao Yichen completely ignored whatever injury the horse had suffered, fiercely whipping it to drive it forward.

This horse had undergone professional training; it could soon endure the pain and keep galloping, running incredibly fast—so fast that even Xiao Yichen could barely keep up, let alone Mu Yuanzhi, who couldn't move freely inside the carriage.

She desperately grabbed whatever she could hold onto in the side panel to steady herself; otherwise, with all this jolting, she would surely end up with serious injuries.

Damn Xiao Yichen, does he have a screw loose!

Don't you wonder what condition she's in in there?!

The archers had expended their arrows; no one could stop the carriage from racing out of the city. Xiao Yichen kept sprinting in the direction he'd come from, and once he passed the gate, his heart settled halfway.

Wait, A Zhi, I'll bring you home right away!

Xiao Yichen!

He caught up this fast?!

Xiao Yichen whipped at Qi Shihuai as he leapt over!

Qi Shihuai grabbed one end of the whip with one hand, then swung it, trying to fling Xiao Yichen off, but Xiao Yichen, holding the whip, stood firm as a mountain; instead, Qi Shihuai was flung away.

You're terribly undertrained, General Qi, or is it just old age?" Xiao Yichen gave a contemptuous smile.

Qi Shihuai ignored Xiao Yichen's sneers; he spun onto the carriage roof, swung his sword to split it, and saw Mu Yuanzhi inside, panicked, her hands gripping the rail so tightly they were rubbed raw.

"Xiao Yichen, you're really sick!"

Qi Shihuai jumped down to untie Mu Yuanzhi, saying, "Don't be afraid, Miss Mu, I'm here."

Mu Yuanzhi's tense mood finally eased, and with that easing, the wounds on her body hurt even more, "wu... wu... wu..."

"Sorry, I forgot to untie your mouth first." Qi Shihuai said, pulling the cloth from Mu Yuanzhi's mouth; the action wasn't gentle, but Mu Yuanzhi felt her whole body come alive, drawing in big breaths of fresh air.

"Qi Shihuai, get lost!"

"Pa—another whip lash came!"

"General Qi, be careful!"

Busy untying Mu Yuanzhi, Qi Shihuai had no time to dodge and took the whip strike full on, his skin splitting and flesh tearing instantly.

He gritted his teeth, swung his sword at Xiao Yichen, and shouted, "I'll kill you!"

"Sorry, I don't know my own strength when dealing with rebels." Xiao Yichen's eyes were full of gloom: "Surrender, Qi Shihuai!"

"Kill you first as an offering to the flag; the Senior Grand Secretary's head should still be quite conspicuous!"