The sound was swift and ferocious, piercing through the darkness in an instant. It was like a gale blade piercing through the Nine Heavens, followed by a short, low, and sharp sound.
"Swoosh!"
A row of arrows appeared in front of Meng Fuyao and Yuan Zhaoxu's feet. The arrows were lined up neatly, as if someone had measured them with a ruler. The blood-red feathers on the arrows were still quivering after a while.
The arrows were so close to their feet that they almost pierced through Meng Fuyao's boots. It was not hard to imagine that if the other party wanted to, he could have easily pierced a hole in her feet.
Opposite them, on the high walls of King De's residence, a silhouette had appeared out of nowhere. He stood with a bow in his arms and sneered, his eyes gleaming with disdain in the darkness.
Seeing that Meng Fuyao and Yuan Zhaoxu were looking up, the person slowly drew his bow. The bowstring squeaked, intentionally or unintentionally giving off a murderous aura.
The bow was fully drawn, and four arrows were aimed at the two people below. The man on the top of the wall sneered, "Where did this audacious man and woman come from? How dare you enter King De's residence? I was being polite with that arrow just now. If you dare take another step forward, my arrow will be aimed at your idiotic brains! "
Meng Fuyao slowly raised her head and met the person's condescending gaze. Her pupils shrank — she did not like being warned!
The moment she raised her head, the person immediately raised his hand and fired another arrow. The arrow pierced through the air, heading straight for her eyebrows. "Trespassers of King De's forbidden area shall be killed without mercy!"
Not only was the person's archery skill superb, but his voice was also condensed from such a distance. It was obvious that his inner strength was extraordinary as well, but Meng Fuyao did not think that she had to accept a warning from someone who would kill at the slightest provocation.
Suddenly, with her back against the ground, the arrow brushed past the tip of her nose. Still half-lying on the ground, she abruptly twisted her waist, lifted her leg, and kicked the arrow that was half a foot into the ground. It flipped in mid-air and changed its direction, heading straight for the figure on top of the wall with a whistling sound.
The eyes of the person in the dark flickered. Her kick looked easy, but it was actually difficult to execute. The arrow was half a foot deep into the ground. To be able to kick it without breaking it while lying on the ground, how strong must her waist be?
He laughed coldly, his competitive spirit stirring. With a wave of his hand, the arrow in mid-air suddenly split into two and turned around to shoot at Fuyao.
She jumped up and suddenly spat twice. "Bah, bah!"
With a series of cracking sounds, the two halves of the arrow were broken into four pieces by the vital Qi that she exhaled from her mouth. The pieces then turned around and flew towards the person on top of the wall.
The person on top of the wall did not expect Fuyao to be so shameless. He could not help but laugh out loud. As he laughed, the arrow suddenly broke into eight pieces and shot back at Fuyao.
The long arrow had been broken into eight pieces, each the length of a palm. It would be difficult to split them again. The person stood with his arms crossed and laughed proudly. "Let's see how you're going to split them …"
Before he could finish, his eyes widened. Not even looking at the eight pieces of arrow, Fuyao suddenly bent down and pulled out the remaining two arrows. With a leap, she sprinted towards the wall and threw the arrow like a javelin, aiming for the person's waist. Laughing, she said, "Silly bird, this isn't a competition of chopping firewood. Do you think I'm going to continue splitting?"
She had come suddenly and charged extremely quickly, throwing with all her might in mid-air. The person was fully focused on her sixteen broken arrows and did not expect her to be so despicable as to pull out an arrow and throw it. Caught off guard, the arrow had already flown close. The person's martial arts were indeed extraordinary. He was not in a hurry when the arrow was about to reach him. From afar, he struck out with his palm, forcing the arrow to fall to the ground.
The person heaved a sigh of relief and tilted his head to smile at the guard below. "How dare you, a reckless scoundrel. How could you be worthy of me …" Before he could finish, he felt a sharp wind behind him, followed by a chill at the side of his waist, and then …
His pants suddenly fell down.
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The cold moon on top of the wall looked down from above. His pants fell without a sound and instantly piled up at the person's feet. From Fuyao's angle, she could clearly see his two hairy bare legs.
"Aha, bow-legged!" Fuyao somersaulted back to Yuan Zhaoxu's side and laughed heartily.
She was fiddling with a ribbon in her hand. She had already hooked the arrowhead with the ribbon when she had thrown the arrow. The man had knocked the arrow down, confident that Fuyao was no match for him. He had casually turned his head to speak to her, but he had not expected her to take the opportunity to retract the arrow. The arrow flew back and cut his belt.
Fuyao could not suppress her laughter as she watched the conceited fellow hurriedly pull up his pants. With a snap of her fingers, she said, "I was being polite with those two arrows just now. If you continue to be arrogant, it won't be your pants that I'll cut, but your baby."
She smiled and pulled Yuan Zhaoxu, who had been hiding in the darkness and watching with a smile. "Let's go."
Just as she turned around, she heard the man on top of the wall snort, full of murderous intent and anger. Then, with a low sound, the sky seemed to explode with thousands of dazzling stars. They rose from the vault of heaven and rushed toward the infinite and eternal light that broke through the void, splitting the darkness like waves. They were so fast that the naked eye could not capture them. In an instant, they covered the sky and covered the earth, filling up the entire universe!
Fuyao only caught a glimpse of the light from the corner of her eye, and her heart trembled. The brilliant light filled her eyes, causing her to forget all her movements.
In that instant, the starlight was already in front of her.
Yuan Zhaoxu suddenly turned around when the starlight rose.
He had been as quiet as a virgin, but when he moved, he was even faster than the indescribably fast starlight. His body spun, his sleeves fluttered, and his hair scattered. In the darkness, a white light flashed, and the storm-like whistling suddenly stopped!
A moment of dead silence.
Moonlight poured down from the top of the wall, illuminating the alley. In the corner of the alley, a slender hand with jade-white fingers reached out, pinching an oddly shaped five-pointed flower.
The flower was crystal clear, as if it was carved out of ice. Every corner sparkled with countless stars, so beautiful that it was breathtakingly beautiful. However, it was not as exquisite as the hand pinching the flower.
The dark corner concealed the person's entire body, only the hand holding the flower bathed in the moonlight. A pure white, slender hand holding the flower in a beautiful position; an elegant, constant, calm, and disdainful posture.
At that moment.
Under the moonlight.
The flower was silent.
Everything sank into the silence, but the wind that was stirred up by the pentagonal flower, was instantly stopped by the huge True Power in the Grasping Flower Finger, the two True Qi clashed, forming a small whirlpool, the whirlpool swirling up the wind.
A gentle gust of wind blew her veil away.
The moonlight brightened in an instant.
The starlight that filled the sky flowed into the girl's bright eyes like seawater. Her eyes were all-encompassing and pure like a clear spring, shining brightly as if they could illuminate the boundless world of mortals and the boundless ocean.
Her raised eyebrows formed the most exquisite and beautiful arc in the world, soaring through the clouds and controlling the moon, as if she was dancing in the Nine Heavens.
At that moment, it was as if a new round of moonlight had risen in the dark alley.
The gaze of the person on top of the wall froze. His long and narrow eyes flashed with greed and amazement, so much so that he momentarily forgot that Yuan Zhaoxu's Flower Picking had broken his unstoppable killer move.
Under the shocked gaze of the person on top of the wall, the hand that was pinching the flower suddenly moved.
With a flick of the finger, the five-pointed flower suddenly flew up, drawing a strange arc in the air, and exploded into a huge flower that covered half of the sky. In an instant, it enveloped the person.
That person was greatly alarmed. He naturally knew what would happen if he used his trump card with all his strength. In his panic, he no longer cared about his identity and fell backwards.
Soon after, the sound of a heavy object falling could be heard from behind the wall. One could imagine that the person was in such a sorry state that he could not even control his body.
Yuan Zhaoxu retracted his finger. Under the moonlight, a faint greenish-black color flashed where he had pinched the five-pointed flower, but it was instantly covered by his loose sleeves.
Lord Ingot poked his head out from his chest and looked up at Yuan Zhaoxu with a squeak. Yuan Zhaoxu smiled and shook his head. Lord Ingot resentfully turned around and glared at Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao looked at him in confusion. Why was he so angry? Early menopause?
Yuan Zhaoxu turned back to look at her with a slight frown. He did not expect that Meng Fuyao, who had always liked to disguise herself, would actually show her true face under the veil.
Meng Fuyao smiled awkwardly and touched her face. "I was ambushed two days ago and got a rash on my face. I didn't dare to put on a disguise again, so …"
Yuan Zhaoxu laughed and pulled her out of the alley. "You're in trouble now. Try not to show your true face to anyone, especially not to that person."
"Who was that?"
"Jianwu General Guo Pingrong, one of the most valiant generals in the country. He was in charge of the Limitless Nation's conquest of the Southern Barbarian tribes. He came from a humble background and was originally the captain of the Scarlet Wind Squad under King De's command. Later, by chance, he was accepted as a disciple by Fang Yimo, the 'Starlight Holy Hands', who is ranked ninth among the world's top ten experts. The Starlight Holy Hands' 'Glory of Heaven and Earth' is a legendary hidden weapon that few in the martial arts world can fully withstand. Guo Pingrong relied on it to rank fourth in the last True Martial Arts Meet.
"What about you?" Meng Fuyao tilted her head, a mischievous smile on her face. "You broke his' Glory of Heaven and Earth 'with just one hand. Where do you rank?"
Her smile when she tilted her head was like a strange flower blooming in the middle of the night, overflowing with fragrance and sweetness. Her expression was a strange mixture of the innocence and cuteness of a young girl and the generosity and brightness of a mature woman. Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her, his usually deep eyes were filled with a star-like gentleness, but he still smiled and did not reply, only holding her hand lightly.
Meng Fuyao stared blankly at their intertwined hands. She could not help but blush, momentarily forgetting what she had just asked.
Yuan Zhaoxu's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, ringing in her ears.
"Be careful, Guo Pingrong is narrow-minded, and he has my illness …"
"My illness …" Meng Fuyao repeated in a daze. She only remembered what he was referring to after she said it. Before she could react, she heard that hateful person whisper into her ear with an even more rippling tone.
"… It's late. Let's go to sleep?"
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1. My illness refers to lechery.
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