Shocked, Cold Cliffs didn't wait for his body to stabilize, and fiercely pounced on her, covering her mouth with all his might. He had never killed a woman before, and didn't have the intention of killing a woman. Blocking her voice was his only choice. But his movements were clearly a step too slow, and that scream still spilled out from the gaps between his fingers, travelling far away.
"Where is Yan Zhi Meng?" Cold Cliffs's heart turned cold, and he abruptly grabbed the girl's collar, asking in a low voice in a panic. Hearing this, the girl's eyes widened. He wanted to carry her back to the wooden cell she had just walked out of, but suddenly, the "sha sha" sound of footsteps sounded behind him. Within the Northern Emperor Sect, how could there be any mediocre people? That distance wasn't far, and they would be able to reach it in the blink of an eye. Cold Cliffs's heart raced, and he simply had no other choice. His eyes flashed, and he revealed a fierce wolf-like gaze towards the girl. Then, he let go of her body, and quickly scuttled into the small wooden house. Sweeping his gaze around, he turned around, sticking to the wall, and stood behind the already opened thin wooden door.
He could only pray that the threatening gaze just now could scare the girl … But, he also knew that this was basically an extravagant hope, so … He stood behind the door, and slowly raised the Breaking Wind Blade in his hand. It seemed that his only choice was to deal with the two people in the shortest amount of time, and not attract the attention of others.
Cold Cliffs hid at the door, and completely didn't see that the panicked expression on the girl's face, who had just been caught off guard and frightened, quickly receded, and turned into a calm expression. Her hands quickly smoothed out the somewhat messy clothes on her chest, and in her originally somewhat dispirited and listless eyes, there was even an obvious glow of excitement rising. The speed at which her face changed, if Cold Cliffs saw this, he would definitely be stunned for a long time.
Just at the moment when Cold Cliffs had just flashed behind the wooden door, the two Northern Emperor Sect guards also just happened to rush over, and as soon as they entered, they shouted, "What's the matter?"
Although this woman had been tormenting them every day, she had never screamed like that before. Moreover, the fear in her voice didn't seem to be faked.
Cold Cliffs's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. One of his hands was pressed against the door, while the other hand had already raised the Wind Breaking Blade to the height of a normal person's neck. In the next second, he could suddenly shoot out like a bolt of lightning and slit the throats of two people …
"Mouse, there's a big mouse!" The girl shouted in panic. Her voice almost caused Cold Cliffs to lose his breath. His body went limp. This feeling was as if he was accumulating his strength. He thought he would hit a rock, but instead, he hit a ball of soft cotton. The huge contrast made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Bang …
The leakage of Qi caused his body to sway slightly. The tip of Cold Cliffs's right foot lightly bumped against the wooden door, making a slight sound.
This sound was so weak that it couldn't be heard by normal people, but in the ears of an expert, it was enough to be heard clearly. The ears of the guard on the left twitched, and the right hand that was holding the sword suddenly pushed forward, shooting towards the direction of the sound …
Whoosh! Bang!
The long sword flew at a peerless speed. Separated by a door, Cold Cliffs didn't notice the fierce Qi attack at first. When he did, he felt a sharp pain in his right foot. The long sword pierced through the wooden door, straight into the surface of his foot, and then from the sole of his foot, into the withered grass under his feet.
Cold Cliffs's body suddenly stiffened, and his face became as pale as paper. However, he clenched his teeth tightly, and didn't make a single sound. His greatest reliance was speed. Regardless of whether it was escaping or unleashing an explosive strike, both required a high degree of speed as a prerequisite. Under such a dangerous situation, injuring one of his feet, to him, was more unacceptable than chopping off one of his arms.
Fresh blood dripped down, staining a large patch of the withered grass under his feet. As the sword shot out, the young lady's heart thumped violently. After hearing no other sound, she finally relaxed.
"Alright, the rat has been dealt with. I say, Miss Ping 'er, it's normal for a rat to appear in a place like this. Is there a need to make such a big fuss? "The guard who threw the long sword curled his lips and said. He didn't even notice the presence of a person not too far away to his left, and didn't expect that the person he had just stabbed was a person. Subconsciously, he didn't think that anyone would be able to break into the Northern Emperor Sect, and enter this place of confinement.
"That's right, you even dared to beat up the Young Master, and now you're scared to this extent by a rat. Heh heh." The other guard snickered.
Ping 'er raised her eyebrows and bellowed, "You two detestable fellows, shut up! Why would I be afraid of a rat? How can I not be afraid of a rat when something suddenly popped out!"
The guard who threw the sword shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "Forget it, forget it. Whatever you say is fine. Next time, don't make such a big fuss. At least let us have some peace." With that, he took a few steps forward, intending to pull out the sword lodged in the wooden door.
Cold Cliffs gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain. Once again, the Wind Breaking Blade in his hand emitted a murderous aura, ready to explode at any time. As long as he pulls out the sword and sees the blood on it, he will definitely be suspicious and expose himself.
With a whoosh, Ping 'er stood in front of the guard, her face full of wariness, "What are you trying to do?"
The guard hurriedly raised both his hands, "Miss Ping 'er, don't worry. Without your permission, we will not step into your room." He glanced at the empty wooden hut and chuckled, "But my sword ….."
"Who gave you the permission to stab my door with your sword! Get out now. That sword will be my compensation … Phew, it's been a long time since I last practiced my swordplay. Let's play with yours. Let's go, let's go. Just looking at you makes me annoyed. "Ping 'er was initially annoyed but she impatiently pushed him away.
Leng Ya's heart finally calmed down. He was puzzled as to why the girl called 'Ping' er 'was protecting him.
"Hey, you are obviously burning the bridge after crossing the river." The guard said with an aggrieved expression. They are all too familiar with Ping 'er's character and did not suspect anything. Instead, they thought that she is just playing around. After all, losing one's freedom is not a good feeling. He rolled his eyes and with a resigned expression, he turned around and said, "Forget it. Since Miss Ping 'er wants to play with it, let her play with it. I will go and get another one."
Ping 'er secretly heaved a sigh of relief, wishing she could just throw them out. "Let's go, let's go. Don't come in here again."
"Tsk, I couldn't ask for more." The man pursed his lips. As soon as he finished his sentence, he suddenly turned around without any warning and went around Ping 'er. He reached out and grabbed the sword with a loud laugh.
BOOM!!!
The earth trembled. Following that, a deafening roar came from afar, causing one's eardrums to ring. The guard who was reaching for the sword was knocked to the ground. He scrambled to his feet and exclaimed, "What's going on?!"
"It's in the north. What are you waiting for? Let's go!" The other guard steadied himself and dashed out of the hut. The guard who threw the sword quickly got up and followed after her. He did not even bother to draw his sword and did not even have the time to greet Ping 'er.
When they are far away, Ping 'er turned around. With one hand on the hilt of the sword, she furrowed her brows and swiftly pulled out the sword. She then ran into the hut and shut the door tightly. Cold Cliffs who was hiding behind the door was now squatting on the ground, one hand pressed on his pierced foot. The withered grass under his feet was dyed red. But his expression was strangely calm, as if he didn't feel any pain.
Ping 'er was stunned for a moment. Her heart was filled with admiration. She squatted down and asked, "Are you alright?"
Cold Cliffs lifted his head slightly and glanced at her. He nodded his head slightly and did not look at her again. He had already memorized her appearance from that one glance just now. She was short and petite, with a face of 18 or 19 years old. She had bright eyes and white teeth but her complexion was slightly sallow and her hair was a little messy.
"Hey! I'm asking you a question … aren't you going to ask me why I helped you? "Ping 'er was almost enraged by his reaction. She asked in a flustered and exasperated manner.
"Where is Yan Zhimeng?" Cold Cliffs pressed his hand on the sole of his foot to stop the bleeding. His pair of sharp eyes stared intently at Ping 'er's eyes as he repeated the first sentence he said to her. He did not ask if she was Yan Zhimeng because the person before him was definitely not her. Although he had never met Yan Zhimeng, from Ye Wuchen's description, this young lady before him was not only a few years younger than Yan Zhimeng, her looks and demeanor were incomparable as well.
Ping 'er who was lowering her head to check on his injury was startled by his words. Her eyes became misty and she muttered in a low voice, "Mistress …" She then raised her head abruptly and looked at Cold Cliffs again, "Who are you? How did you barge into this place … are you here to look for Mistress? "
Her reaction and the way she addressed Yan Zhimeng caused Cold Cliffs, who initially did not have much hope, to suddenly sharpen his gaze. Even the bone-piercing pain from his foot seemed to have been forgotten in an instant. He stared intently at this strange young lady's eyes and asked in a low voice, "You must know where she is … tell me!"
Ping 'er also stared back at him … three years ago, ever since she risked her life to stop Yan Ximing and let Yan Zhimeng escape, she had not seen her since. That day when Yan Ximing returned with a black face, she knew that Yan Zhimeng must have escaped using some sort of method and left the Northern Emperor Sect far away. Could she have been captured or killed by him? After that, there was no further news of her. As for Ping 'er, she was also imprisoned here and was not allowed to leave for a whole three years. This young lady who loved bustle had led a miserable life here. However, she had committed a huge mistake in the past. Under the protection of Madam Yan, she did not receive any heavy punishment. She was already very satisfied and glad that she was merely imprisoned here. Her biggest concern was how Yan Zhimeng was now … whether the little baby was safely born … she heard that that Ye Wuchen did not die at all. Could they have already reunited with their family … if that was the case, how great would that be.
In these three years, there was no news of Yan Zhimeng at all. Even with the Northern Emperor Sect's ability, he still could not find her. Where did she go? Three years ago, Yan Zhimeng rarely left the Northern Emperor Sect and would not come into contact with anyone outside … then who was this person who came to look for her? Could it be …
Suddenly, an outsider appeared in front of her. She instinctively panicked. However, when Cold Cliffs suddenly asked, "Where is Yan Zhimeng?", her panic completely subsided. In her excitement, she tried her best to protect him from being called out by her voice.
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