As if seeing the contempt in the other's eyes, the young master defended himself: "I am not afraid of death, but such a sacrifice is meaningless."
Seeing that her daughter was about to open her mouth to mock the young master, Madam hurriedly interrupted: "Young master, take Xian 'er and the khan with you, we will bring up the rear!"
The warriors of Dual Cultivation Mansion and Peerless City roared in unison, and a trace of tragic determination flashed across their faces. Disregarding their own safety, they blocked Dan Yuru and the others. Clearly, they were ready to sacrifice their lives to buy time for them to escape.
"Okay, I will go to the nearby Xixia town to ask for reinforcements, you hold on." Galdan made a prompt decision. As an ambitious and ruthless person, it was impossible for him to be soft-hearted. He quickly nodded his head and called for the guards to escort him away. At the same time, he also gave the people who stayed a glimmer of hope. Although this hope was incomparably slim, it was still hope. People were most afraid of losing hope. With this thought, the remaining people were able to hold on for a bit longer. Correspondingly, they had more time to escape.
Grandma fought against Zhan Yu and Leng Yan, so that the young master could escape. Then he hurriedly ran to the Dual Cultivation Princess: "Xian 'er, come with me!"
"If you want to go, go by yourself. I want to accompany my mother." The Dual Cultivation Princess said coldly. She had no intention of leaving.
Zhong Youxian grinned and the iron pen in his hand drew in front of the young master, almost cutting him open: "It is not so easy to take away my little beauty."
Having just escaped from death, the young master was scared out of his wits. Looking at the scene, he saw that there were fewer and fewer people on his side. He knew that if he hesitated, he would not be able to leave. He had no choice but to say: "Xian 'er, Madam, be careful!" Before he finished speaking, he ran out of the inn in a hurry.
A trace of contempt flashed in the eyes of the Dual Cultivation Princess. Even the Dual Cultivation Madam frowned, but this was their own choice, so she did not say anything.
Zhong Youxian laughed: "Husband and wife are birds of the same forest. When disaster strikes, they fly separately. Little beauty, your fiancé has abandoned you. Follow me, at least I can protect you."
"Bah!" The Dual Cultivator Princess was so angry that her cheeks turned red. She spat fiercely, but there was also some disappointment in her eyes. Although she did not have a good impression of the Young City Lord, and did not really treat him as her fiancé, the other party was still here.
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She felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment that he had left her at the critical moment.
Wanyan Zhongjie, who was standing behind the signboard, couldn't help but curl his lips. "She just chased him away, but now that he's really gone, she's unhappy. What a duplicitous woman."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. "How old are you? You sound like you can see through human nature."
Wanyan Zhongjie stuck out his chest and said, "Hmph, at least I'm not smaller than her."
Song Qingshu's gaze fell on her chest, which was beginning to take shape, and he was speechless for a while. This little girl's brain circuit was really strange. Was I talking about this big?
At this moment, there was a sudden change. There was a crisp sound as half a sleeve appeared in Zhong Youxian's hand. He brought it to his mouth and sniffed it. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. This little beauty's body smells so good, so good."
It turned out that the Dual Cultivator Princess's sleeve had been taken off, revealing half of her delicate, snow-white arm. She had subconsciously covered her body, but how could her hand cover her arm?
Song Qingshu thought that this was really strange. The people of the Western Regions were supposed to be open-minded. Why was it like the Southern Song Dynasty, where Neo-Confucianism was prevalent? It was just an arm showing, but there was such a big reaction.
But then he remembered that both mother and daughter had covered their faces with veils, and realized that this was probably because the Dual Cultivators had been very particular about their chastity.
"Shameless!" Seeing that her daughter was being teased, the Dual Cultivator Princess was so angry that her whole body trembled. She shouted and raised her sword to stab Zhong Youxian.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. "That guy surnamed Zhong is deliberately provoking them. Otherwise, with their Harmonious Swords, it would be difficult for the opponent to deal with them in a short period of time."
Sure enough, the Dual Cultivator Princess cried out in alarm. Part of her skirt was also cut off, revealing a pair of plump and well-proportioned long legs.
Zhong Youxian laughed. "Great beauties are also waiting for me to pamper them? Don't worry, each one of you will have a share. I guarantee that the rain and dew will be evenly distributed."
The Dual Cultivator Princess and the Dual Cultivator Princess were so angry that their whole body trembled. How could they care about anything else? They attacked in a suicidal manner. But in this way, the Harmonious Swords naturally had no order, and their bodies were full of flaws.
"Brother Qingshu, go and save them," Wanyan Zhongjie suddenly said.
Song Qingshu was surprised. "Didn't you hate them a moment ago? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
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Wanyan Zhongjie glared at Zhong Youxian. "It's mainly because they are too pitiful, and that guy surnamed Zhong is too hateful. Also … even if I didn't say anything, you would have saved them anyway. You might as well say it out loud."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. "Little girl, you are really strange. It's hard not to like you."
"Of course." Wanyan Zhongjie raised his chin, his voice full of pride. "You should go and ask around. Which one of the young masters of the Daxing Constabulary isn't infatuated with me?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Song Qingshu knew that what she said was true. Although she was young, she had inherited her mother's beauty. Everyone could see that she would become a femme fatale in the future. Coupled with her likable personality, she was naturally very popular.
At this moment, there was another cry of alarm from below. The Dual Cultivator Princess's sleeve had been torn off. Zhong Youxian laughed and took advantage of the situation to move to the Dual Cultivator Princess's side. He stretched out his perverted hand to pull off her belt.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of alarm. He quickly took out his iron brush and swung it to the side.
There was a loud and clear sound. His body trembled and he hurriedly retreated a few steps, putting some distance between himself and the brush. Looking at the deep mark on the brush, his eyes flashed with a trace of fear. He stopped flirting with the two women and looked around with a serious expression. "Which master has graced us with his presence?"
The loud sound had alerted everyone else. Seeing Zhong Youxian's serious expression, Dan Yuru and the others hurriedly gathered around him. Everyone in the inn was on their side. If so many masters hadn't sensed that someone was nearby, then how high must this person's martial arts be?
"You are also a master, but you are so despicable to bully two young women. Aren't you a bit too despicable?" A voice came from all directions. The group of people looked at each other in dismay, unable to identify the source of the voice.
"Who the hell are you?!" Zhong Youxian looked around, but unfortunately, he couldn't see a single shadow of a person.
"Many thanks for your help, Senior. The Dual Cultivator Manor and Peerless City will forever remember this kindness." The Dual Cultivator Princess had already draped her cloak over her shoulders. She spoke happily.
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