The dancer in red stood up awkwardly and coughed twice with great effort. She flipped the dagger in her hand and aimed it at Jiang Pengji's face.
The strength of Jiang Pengji's kick would have shattered a normal person's sternum.
On the other hand, this person only had a bruise on the left side of her chest. There was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, and her breathing was slightly ragged.
Looking at her attack, she didn't seem to be weakened at all. Instead, she was getting more and more courageous.
Jiang Pengji was amused to see her like this. Her entire body was full of flaws. How could such a weak person want to assassinate her?
Who gave her the courage?
Jiang Pengji's eyes turned cold. She slashed the person's wrist with lightning speed and snatched her dagger.
The dancer in red did not want to show weakness. Her other hand formed a claw and reached for Jiang Pengji's throat.
Jiang Pengji frowned and dodged, but her clothes were too late. Her wide sleeves were torn into shreds.
At that moment, the audience in the streaming room realized that the dancer in red's fingernails had strangely elongated. They were three inches long, silvery-white, and extremely sharp. It was no wonder that Jiang Pengji's sleeves had been torn apart by her. If she had grabbed her neck or scratched her face …
The audience trembled. They were afraid for Jiang Pengji.
Piaopiao Yang: "My god, isn't this the ancient world? Why are there elements of wuxia and fantasy?"
Huang Shaotian of Few Words: "Did she practice the Nine Yin White Bone Claw? Will she break the top of her skull with one claw? Streamer, be careful! "
The audience was nervous and worried. As the person involved, Jiang Pengji was calm. She looked at the fingernails and mocked them in her heart.
Hmm, these fingernails were indeed quite strange.
The dancer in red was not willing to give up. She attacked again after one attack failed.
Her red dancing dress fluttered with her movements. It made people sigh with emotion. Even though they knew that her moves were fatal, they were still mesmerized.
Was this a martial art or a dance?
Jiang Pengji expressed that it was neither a dance nor a martial art. It was just trash.
The dancer in red attacked faster and faster, but Jiang Pengji could always easily dodge them. The longer they fought, the more frustrated and anxious she became.
Gradually, she lost her patience. Her originally beautiful face flashed with malevolence.
"B * tch, go to hell!"
Jiang Pengji laughed and replied, "You? You're not qualified. "
The inner room was a mess. The commotion had already spread outside, but no one paid it any mind. They thought that the people inside were engaged in a fierce battle.
Yang Si, who had just taken off his clothes and was about to sleep, was also alarmed. He put on his clothes and came out. When he heard the discussion of outsiders, his heart skipped a beat.
Others might not know, but how could he not?
His lord was clearly a woman, so how could she have sex with that red-clothed dancer?
Not to mention causing such a huge commotion.
"Not good!"
A terrible guess emerged in Yang Si's mind. He quickly took out his sword and ran to the tent.
Just as he was about to enter, his lord's scolding voice came from inside.
"Get out, don't get in the way!"
Yang Si stopped in his tracks, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air. The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Almost at the same time, screams of horror came from the tent where the dancers lived, alarming the soldiers.
"What happened? Why are you making so much noise? Are you itching for a beating? "
The female manager who was in charge of the dancers and singers heard the news and rushed over. She found that everyone was pale. She was suspicious and squeezed through the crowd. Suddenly, a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to her brain. There was a charcoal fire burning in the tent, but she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
It turned out that there was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure lying in the tent. Her clothes had been stripped clean, and her hair was messy. She was naked from head to toe, and her face was badly mutilated. It was obvious that someone had used a knife to cut off the skin on her face!
"Is … is this Chun 'er?" At that moment, a trembling voice came from the crowd. "Chun' er has a red mole on her abdomen …"
They looked at the female corpse's abdomen. Indeed, there was a dark red mole in the same place.
"Oh no!"
The manager came back to her senses and was so scared that her legs turned to jelly.
Chun 'er was the most talented and beautiful dancer among all the dancers. She had always been the best choice for the lead dancer and was also the pillar of the stage.
If the person in front of them was Chun 'er, then who was the one who shone brightly at the banquet tonight?
The crowd also thought of this detail and were so scared that they collapsed to the ground.
Could it be that the person who danced with them tonight was not a living person but Chun 'er's soul?
"Idiot, someone has taken over Chun 'er's identity!"
The manager scolded and scrambled towards the main tent, hoping that she could make it in time.
"My lord, your servant has something important to report to you. Something big has happened!"
Even though this was an important military camp, the manager could not care less. If she was late, she would die a terrible death.
"Who's making a ruckus outside?"
Inside the tent, Xu Bei was in a discussion with a few of his trusted subordinates. After much difficulty, they finally had a clue. The ruckus outside was incessant.
"Reporting to my lord, the person outside is the manager who is in charge of the dancers."
Xu Bei's face darkened. The expressions of his subordinates were even more unsightly.
These trusted subordinates did not approve of Xu Bei bringing the dancers with him. However, because the dancers were used to bribe people, they turned a blind eye to it. But now, such a thing had happened. A lowly manager of the dancers actually dared to make a ruckus in the military camp.
It was as if she had nothing better to do and was tired of living.
Xu Bei was also afraid of being lectured by his trusted subordinates. He could only summon up his courage and ask, "Bring her in. What's wrong with making such a ruckus?"
The manager was escorted in by the soldiers. As soon as she entered the tent, the manager knelt down with a thud. Her pale lips trembled uncontrollably.
"My … my lord, Chun 'er, who led the dance, had her face skinned long ago. She's dead … the Chun' er who danced previously was a fake!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Bei's first reaction was that Liu Xi was so ruthless and cruel. Not only did he kill people, he even skinned their faces.
Thinking about it, he felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse.
The other trusted subordinates were also scared out of their wits. Liu Xi was in danger!
"My lord, quickly go and save him!"
The strategist's heart was strong. He steadied his mind and reacted accordingly.
Xu Bei could not care about anything else. He immediately brought his sword and went to Jiang Pengji's tent.
In the short span of a few breaths, the two of them had exchanged more than a hundred blows. Jiang Pengji took her time to probe the other party and confirmed her suspicions.
The information had been successfully gathered. There was no need to keep this person alive.
She rolled away to avoid the wind from the other party's palm strike. With one hand, she picked up the dagger that had fallen to the ground. The situation was suddenly reversed.
"I admit that your martial arts skills are not bad. However, external things are still external. If you don't train diligently and have not a shred of actual combat experience, even if you have exceptional martial arts skills, you are still trash. You want to assassinate me? Train for another hundred years! "
Jiang Pengji's left hand formed a knife and stabbed straight at the other party's throat. Her speed was so fast that even her afterimage could not be seen. The dancer dressed in red only felt her vision blur. The sound of bones cracking could be heard from her throat. The dagger that was supposed to stab Jiang Pengji had now pierced into her heart from behind. "You have the system by your side. You won't die. You're welcome to deliver your head again next time."
Before she lost consciousness, she heard Jiang Pengji murmur in her ear.
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