Chapter 99: The feeling of walking from hope into despair?

Princess Consort!

Just then, a guard shouted.

Seeing the village head's wife gripping a pair of scissors, she stabbed straight at Jiang Yunchu before anyone could react.

Jiang Yunchu didn't look back, merely pulling Su Xin's position away from there.

Otherwise, that foolish girl Su Xin would surely have rushed to block it without hesitation.

She threw the hoe in her right hand directly backward...

The hoe's head happened to strike the woman's head.

In an instant, white and red splattered out, covering the surrounding ground.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Besides the wind, birdcalls, and the village head's eldest son's grunting, there was no other sound.

"Mother!" At that moment, a voice cried out and ran over.

Seeing the woman's state, he didn't dare take a step forward, saying, "It's you who killed my mother."

The village head's second son.

"I should have killed you earlier; then my mother wouldn't have died." The second son's eyes widened, he flipped up and stood before Jiang Yunchu.

Jiang Yunchu tossed Su Xin aside and stepped back a few paces.

This person has some skill.

A village head's son, yet he knows martial arts—where did he learn it?

She had no time to think further; they exchanged blows and began fighting.

"Save the Princess Consort!" Su Xin shouted anxiously.

But the guard shook his head: "The Princess Consort has ordered us not to move."

"What time is it to worry about orders? Saving the Princess Consort is urgent." Su Xin turned anxiously, but those guards just stood there like a pine tree, unmoving.

At this moment, Su Xin hated herself for lacking martial arts.

As they were exchanging punches and kicks, the man suddenly drew a soft sword from his waist.

Weapon...

In Da Ning, weapons require special forging; only specialized offices have the right to forge them, and they need layers of approval.

But he, a village head's son, not only possesses martial arts, but also has a weapon.

What other secrets does this village head hide?

"What are you standing there for? Kill them!" The man's eyes turned red, his whole body like a frenzied beast.

The soft sword's sudden appearance caught her off guard; it pierced Jiang Yunchu's arm. Though she had avoided vital spots, everyone could see blood slowly dripping from her fair, slender hand.

"It seems I, the Princess Consort, underestimated the enemy." A faint smile curled the corner of Jiang Yunchu's lips.

The expression in her eyes grew even more serious.

The soft sword thrust again; Jiang Yunchu sidestepped, then lightly tapped the ground with her toes, performing a sliding tackle straight at the man's feet.

Seeing Jiang Yunchu approach, the man thrust the soft sword down mercilessly.

That spot was...

Jiang Yunchu's leg!

"Princess Consort!" Su Xin's voice was already hoarse; she didn't even notice her sore throat, watching everything unfold, wanting to help the Princess Consort, but someone kept pulling her back, preventing her from getting through.

"Let go of me!"

Su Xin shoved the black-clad guard beside her, but he didn't budge, gripping her hand firmly.

The sensation of the stab made the man curl his lips.

If these people all die here, and the elder brother is incapacitated, then this estate will be his from now on.

Let's see who dares look down on him.

Elder brother, relying on being older, constantly suppresses me; now he's not even better than a worm, writhing on the ground like trash?

The man's eyes darted about; he hadn't realized that, although he had struck, the feeling was completely different.

Jiang Yunchu kicked out with force, and the sandbag bound to her leg spilled fine sand all over the ground.

"How could this...?"

The man's momentary lapse was instantly seized by Jiang Yunchu as an opportunity.

In this era, she lacks lightness skill, so she suffers many disadvantages.

But she never forgets the military boxing from her past life; on the battlefield, it's the basic foundation of close combat.

Regardless of overcast or rain, she practices a set every day, and only then does her mood ease.

Day after day of accumulation has restored her physical condition to that of her previous life.

But now, at close range, her opportunity has arrived!

"Those who dwell in darkness deserve only to crawl in it." As Jiang Yunchu's words fell, she clamped her legs around the man's and swiftly flipped him.

The man collapsed straight to the ground; neither his lightness skill nor his weapon gave him any advantage anymore.

How long had she endured to bring about this situation?

But...

Jiang Yunchu immediately mounted the man, stamping on the hand that held his soft sword, and began striking left and right.

"Pa... pa... pa..."

Each slap fell, the crisp sound echoing across the whole field.

"Ah! I..."

"Pa..."

"Kill."

"Pa……"

"Finished you." The man's words, he actually split them into several parts, and in between there were also slapping sounds.

The black-clad attendant finally released Su Xin.

Su Xin ran to the front, looking at the Princess Consort's arm still bleeding; she had promised Zi Su that she must protect the Princess Consort completely.

When Zi Su was about to leave, she still pulled her and urged, she must definitely protect the Princess Consort.

She didn't do it!

Bai Zhi was sent out; now she is not by the Princess Consort's side, the Princess Consort's side has only her herself, but she failed to protect the Princess Consort—instead the Princess Consort had to protect her.

"Kill me?" Jiang Yunchu sounded like she had heard a joke, "hahaha~".

Zhang Yang's laugh was different from his usual cold sneer; it was cheerful, unrestrained, wild.

"How can you be so confident with such an inferior face?" Her hand heavily slapped his face.

When she was about to get up, that man, like a poisonous snake with icy eyes, suddenly glinted.

His counterattack……

But suddenly his wrist felt a sharp pain.

"Heh~ Do you like this feeling?"

"The feeling of going from hope to despair?"

She seemed like a demon; her laugh carried a terrifying demonic power.

And she wasn't done; the Soft Sword that had slipped from her hand she directly grasped, with a few casual sword flourishes, the man's tendon was directly severed.

"You dare!" The man trembled from pain, yet his voice still carried a threat.

Jiang Yunchu straightened her body, one hand holding the Soft Sword, lowered her head, looking at the man lying on the ground.

"You already know the result, don't you?"

Dare?

Hehe~

The severed tendon is the answer!

"Tie them all up!" Jiang Yunchu looked at the fallen villagers; she felt no pity, no matter the reason, they aided the tyrant, that was their fault.

She is not a Bodhisattva who saves all beings; she has no right to purify their dirty souls.

"Yes!"

No idea where the attendant found the rope, binding those farmers one by one into a line; now they can't even run, walking makes them stumble.