Receiving her order, a group of cavalry shot out like arrows, chasing in the direction the assassin had fled in.
Song Qingshu looked at the figure gradually disappearing into the distance. He thought to himself that he had not injured him in the attack just now. Instead, he had used the force of the attack to push him further away. He hoped that he would be able to escape.
Coming to assassinate Xu Liewu meant that they had a common enemy. The enemy of an enemy was a friend. He naturally did not wish for the other to be captured.
This time, he had saved Xu Liewu mainly because he wanted to use this opportunity to hide beside Xu Liewu as a member of the Shuiyue Great Sect. This way, it would be easier for him to sneak into Helin City. Previously, the Shuiyue Great Sect had fled at the last moment. If he wanted to return, he should at least send a greeting gift.
As for Xu Liewu's life, he was now a cripple. Both his legs had been shattered, and adding on the gunpowder wounds on his body, even if he recovered, he would be half crippled. Also, it would not be difficult to take his life.
This time, he had witnessed such a large scale encirclement. It must have come from within Mongolia. Before he understood everything and determined how to develop the situation to his advantage, how could he let Xu Liewu die so easily?
"Dog slave, let go of your filthy hands!" Just as his mind was spinning, he suddenly heard a cold and angry voice.
Turning his head to look, he saw Chabi Wang Fei glaring at him angrily. Only then did Song Qingshu realize that he was still holding her waist.
Hearing the other's scolding, he frowned and said indifferently, "Just now, I offended you in a moment of desperation. Please forgive me, Wang Fei."
Chabi Wang Fei was just about to say something when she saw Xu Liewu being supported over. She snorted, tidied her clothes, and moved to the side.
"Shuiyue Great Sect, you still dare to come back to see this king." Xu Liewu looked at Song Qingshu and gritted his teeth. That time, if he had not run away, he probably would not have suffered the humiliation of having his legs broken.
Song Qingshu replied, "That night, when I faced Fu Cailin of Goryeo, I really didn't expect his martial arts to be that high. I was so shocked that I subconsciously left. After that, I regretted it a lot. Unfortunately, I didn't have the face to come back to see Your Highness, so I could only follow you from afar. In the end, I saw that mysterious assassin wanted to assassinate Your Highness and the Fourth Princess.
Xu Liewu was enraged when he saw Ye Futian vaguely pointing out the credit for saving him. Just as he was about to lash out, he suddenly saw the Old Man of the Mountain leading his troops back from afar. He immediately realized that all the masters around him were either dead or injured. Now, the Destructive Sky Decimating Earth and Hua Jieyu were both severely injured. Even if they were not injured, they would still be no match for the Old Man of the Mountain. Keeping such a person with ulterior motives by his side without any checks and balances was truly dangerous.
Therefore, he immediately said with a pleasant expression, "That night, even if the Great Master had stayed, he would have lost his life in vain. The Great Master preserved his strength and saved me and Sister-in-law at the critical moment. His merits outweigh his faults. When I return to He Lin, I will definitely reward you greatly."
Song Qingshu pretended to be grateful. "Thank you, Your Highness, for forgiving the past." At the same time, he glanced around. The Wind Lady was indeed not in the group, which saved him a lot of trouble.
The Shuiyue Great Master had always been a loner, and he had come from a foreign land. The only people who were truly familiar with him were the Elements under his command. The others were all dead, and the only survivor, the Wind Lady, was not around. The possibility of him being exposed was very low.
Although the art of disguise was amazing, after a long period of time, it was impossible to hide it from the people closest to him. Therefore, whether he had pretended to be Kangxi or Tang Kuo Bian, the situation had basically been set. On the other hand, he was not familiar with the Mongolians, and his influence was basically zero. If he had impersonated someone else, it would have been very easy for him to be exposed.
Otherwise, why would he have bothered to impersonate a Dong Ying devil? Wouldn't it be better to impersonate Xu Liewu? Or even impersonate Temujin?
At this moment, Xu Liewu had no time to pay attention to him. Instead, he looked at Huo Shan and the others with a strange expression. When he returned, he asked, "Did you catch up with those horse bandits?"
Huo Shan shook his head. "Those horse bandits were too cunning. They set up many traps along the way to stop us. Later, they ran into a forest and instantly broke up. We searched for a while but did not find anything useful, so we had to come back. Did something happen to Your Highness?"
Xu Liewu had an expression as if he had expected this. "Earlier, it was the horse bandits' plan to lure me away from the mountain. Fortunately, Fourth Sister-in-law rushed over with her troops. Otherwise, I would have been finished."
Huo Shan hurriedly bowed to Consort Chabi. "Greetings, Fourth Consort. It's all because of your subordinate's carelessness that Your Highness is in danger."
Xu Liewu helped him up. "The enemy is too cunning. It's not your fault." Although he said this, his heart was as clear as a mirror. He had led the army to pacify the Persian Ming Dynasty. Huo Shan had been forced to surrender to him. How could he sincerely work for him? He would definitely betray them as soon as he had the chance. Previously, he had stayed at Xing Qing Manor for a long time. This time, he took the guards with him. He probably wanted to kill him with a borrowed knife.
Although he understood all this, he did not feel offended. Growing up in the Huang Jin Clan, he had an exceptional confidence. Although he clearly knew that Huo Shan had ulterior motives, he did not want to kill him because of his exceptional martial arts. He was confident that he could completely control this dangerous blade.
Consort Chabi, who was at the side, said, "Sixth Brother, your side has suffered heavy casualties. Set up a camp nearby and take a good rest."
Xu Liewu did not refuse. In order to protect him, ninety percent of the guards he had left by his side had died. No matter if it was compensation or rewards, they needed to settle down first.
After instructing her subordinates to set up the tent, Consort Chabi and Xu Liewu hid to the side and discussed in detail. "That assassin's movements seemed a bit familiar."
Xu Liewu nodded. "It does seem like the Shadow Assassin, Yang Xuyan."
Consort Chabi bit her lip and revealed a puzzled expression. "But didn't Bu Tian Pavilion's people rely on mother and big brother? Why would they try to assassinate you? Could it be …"
Xu Liewu shook his head. "I definitely do not believe that mother would make a move against me. But big brother died in an accident a few years ago. Who would be able to command him?"
Song QingShu, who was far away, opened his eyes. He circulated his internal energy and no sound could escape his ears. Hearing the conversation between the two of them, he had a vague idea of who they were talking about. The mother they were talking about should be Tolui's wife, Tuoluhetini. She had given birth to Brother Meng, Khubilai, Xuliewu, and Brother Alibuge. Brother Meng must be the big brother. When he arrived in this world, he found out that Brother Meng had died in battle. At that time, he thought that it was the Condor who killed him in the plot. Only after meeting Yang Guo did he realize that his death had nothing to do with the Condor Hero in the original novel.
However, how could there be the Shadow Assassin, Yang Xuyan, in this world?
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. Even the Fu sisters from Goryeo existed, so it was not strange for him to exist. It seemed like the experts of the Devil Sect had all been hiding in the desert all these years, and were in cahoots with the Mongolians. It was no wonder that there was rarely any news about them in the martial world of the Central Plains.
At this moment, in a valley dozens of kilometers away, the group of mounted bandits that had fled at the beginning were all kneeling in front of a graceful woman. The woman's skin was made even more white and exquisite by the date red horse she was riding. Her eyes were as beautiful and moving as the ocean. Even though she was more beautiful than a flower, none of the valiant mounted bandits dared to look directly at her.
"You failed?" The beautiful woman's pleasant voice carried a trace of laziness. At the same time, it revealed a deep sense of regret.
"Consort, if it were not for that bastard Chabi suddenly appearing with two thousand men, we would have already beheaded Xu Liewu to avenge the first and second prince!" the leader of the mounted bandits said hatefully.
"Where is Yang Xuyan?" the beautiful woman asked with a frown.
"He had almost killed both Xu Liewu and Consort Chabi. In the end, the Water Moon Sect suddenly rushed over and saved them," the leader of the mounted bandits answered.
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