Chapter 374: Pei Si Has Arrived

Yueyun didn't know when she had also come; being short, she could only stand on the tree to see clearly, she anxiously said to Qiao Chu: "Qiao Chu, speak up!"

She now had lost her composure; she had never seen such a scene before, the river surface was packed with enemies in black masses, the four people standing at the four directions were no ordinary folk, the formation might or might not hold, and Master had gone into the Back Mountain.

Now it's literally being besieged on all sides!

At the same time in the Back Mountain, Gu Rongjin and the Qilin are now in front of a marsh; they need to take Breath-Holding Pills to maintain their state, the miasma concentration here should be dozens or even hundreds of times that outside.

This marsh isn't deep, it gives off waves of foul stench; the miasma seems to have materialized, filling the air, a light black mist swirls everywhere, everywhere is a state opposite to nature's norm.

Above the marsh there is a suspension bridge that looks like it's about to collapse, covered in moss and vines; it leads to the boundless opposite side, faintly seeming to be a mountain, but it's hidden in the black mist, unclear.

Occasionally a few crows fly overhead; they seem unaffected by the miasma spreading from the marsh, flying fast and steady, then they disappear into the black mist.

Since both are holding their breath, they can only communicate via sign language, but neither Gu Rongjin nor the Qilin knows sign language, and they have no rapport whatsoever; the situation is like chickens talking to ducks.

Gu Rongjin, helpless, had to write; he picked up a branch and wrote in the dirt: "Think carefully, do you really know nothing about this Back Mountain at all? Even a tiny clue would help."

Should we go across or stay here to study this marsh?

Gu Rongjin thought, feeling that they wouldn't be able to return tonight, what's going on?

The Qilin frowned after reading, then replied below: "Really none, just like you, this is the first time I've heard of it, completely clueless."

Gu Rongjin sighed helplessly: "I knew you had no common sense at all!"

The Qilin gritted his teeth and wrote: "Stop the nonsense, think of a solution fast! Aren't you very smart?!"

Gu Rongjin chuckled: "Now you know the Master is smart?"

At the critical moment we still have to rely on him! What Valley Master, useless!

Inside it's still relatively leisurely, but outside a great army is pressing the border.

The entire Juechen Valley was filled with a tense, imminent atmosphere; Qiao Chu clenched his palms, about to speak, when a voice rang out: "What a lively scene! Is there some event happening in Juechen Valley today?!"

A strange voice came; Qiao Chu looked up, and in his peripheral vision saw Mu Yuanzhi's face showing a different expression, so he asked: "Senior Uncle, do you know this person?"

"It's the Third Prince, Pei Si." Mu Yuanzhi said, looking at the person across the river.

How did he come?!

Only see behind the handsome, noble man on the opposite riverbank are masses of death warriors; these tall men wearing iron masks, all in black clothes, each exude a deathly aura, like soldiers from hell, dangerous and gloomy.

Estimated at already two thousand.

Mu Yuanzhi found it strange: Pei Si still keeps death warriors? Isn't the new emperor already aware of this? His gall is truly not ordinary!

The people from the four directions all looked toward their stronghold chief; obviously, even though they had been hiding in the town, they hadn't detected this sudden group, and they all felt deeply astonished.

Anderluo recognized Pei Si, he suppressed his surprise and smiled: "Third Prince, how did you come? During the major New Year, you're not even in Jingcheng keeping Father Emperor company for the holidays?"

Pei Si just laughed: "Naturally I came to celebrate the holidays with my family."

"Family?" Anderluo raised an eyebrow, smile unchanged: "If so, then I won't disturb your reunion."

Azi: "Stronghold Chief?"

Anderluo waved his hand: "Turn the boat around, go back."

The people on the other boats looked at each other, obviously they didn't want to just go back like that, but the stronghold chief's order must be obeyed.

On the high point, Yueyun secretly let out a breath.

Phew!

Fortunately this Third Prince came.

Mu Yuanzhi's heart was still suspended; she knew Anderluo was only temporarily retreating, they had painstakingly planned, finally arriving unbeknownst to gods and ghosts, taking advantage of the Qilin's absence to catch them off guard—how could they possibly give up so easily?

Probably they just don't want to clash with Pei Si, or with the imperial family.

But buying time is buying time; once the Qilin and Rongjin come out, everything will be easy to handle.

She looked again, the four people at the four directions had disappeared at some point; she looked again at the death warriors behind Pei Si, there seemed to be a leader, that person was obviously of a different caliber, wearing a red outfit, more eye-catching than Pei Si.

Although the newcomers looked hostile, they actually helped a great deal.

Mu Yuanzhi could never figure out what Pei Si was really about; last time at the imperial mausoleum it was also entirely thanks to him, yet he appears so unrestrained.

Only after the people of Cold Dew Stronghold had retreated did Mu Yuanzhi order the gate opened, letting Pei Si and his group in.

"How could you let them in?!" Yueyun was very uneasy, "Those people look like death warriors at a glance, not ordinary folks!"

Qiao Chu blocked the somewhat agitated Yueyun: "They are now the guards of Juechen Valley."

"Who knows if this isn't inviting wolves into the house?!" Yueyun couldn't believe these people who have nothing to do with Juechen Valley!

What if it's a case of the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind?

Qiao Chu had no time to patiently analyze with Yueyun; he only said one sentence: obey the Master's orders.

"Again using the Master to suppress me!" Yueyun snorted, though reluctant she could only comply, she followed step by step behind Qiao Chu, eyes fixed on Pei Si and his group entering the valley.

Mu Yuanzhi went to greet Pei Si; he had never interacted with Pei Si before, but he also knew the other was an unruly person.

"Thank you, Third Prince, for lifting the siege."

"No need for thanks." Pei Si, with the other eye not covered by the eyepatch smiling warmly, said nothing more and walked straight in, acting like a familiar guest.

The red-clothed man followed closely behind; the other death warriors had already dispersed, vanishing instantly, presumably having gone into hiding.

These death warriors are always like that: they hide in the dark when idle, and only appear when summoned.

Yueyun was very concerned, her expression anxious; she tugged at Qiao Chu: "Are you just letting these people run wild in our valley?!"

Before Qiao Chu could speak, Pei Si stopped and said: "Miss, rest assured, my people will certainly not act rashly; I guarantee it."

Having said all that, Yueyun couldn't say anything more; moreover, she feared that if she opened her mouth, the red-clothed man would look over, which would frighten her even more than Qiao Chu.

That man is sinister and eerie, though his appearance is rather gentle, he inexplicably gives a feeling of killing without seeing blood, like a damp ghost crawling out of a grave.

"Forgot to introduce him to the princess, he is my death warrior leader, named Cao Cixiu."