The dagger closed in on Lu Sheng's chest at lightning speed. The blade of the dagger cut through the clothes in front of his chest.
Lu Sheng's masked face stared at him without moving, as if scared silly.
Zhang Jundong's lips curled into a sinister smile.
"Don't blame me. Blame yourself for messing with someone you shouldn't have!"
The tip of the dagger quickly cut through Lu Sheng's clothes and cut his skin.
"Bam!!!"
At this moment, Lu Sheng leaned back and pulled out a black python from his waist. It was a podao.
The podao suddenly swept out from behind him, the blade ruthlessly striking the dagger in Zhang Jundong's hand. The speed was so fast that it was not something that Zhang Jundong's short knife style could compare to.
The dagger was hit and sent flying high into the air.
Lu Sheng flipped the blade and slashed at Zhang Jundong's head with a Tiger Kill.
"Whoosh!"
The faint roar of a tiger approached rapidly. Zhang Jundong's pupils contracted.
He had goosebumps all over his body. He had never imagined that this rich young master, who was protected by three guards, would have such terrifying strength in an instant.
Such reflexes, such speed!
Not good!!
He had no time to think. He somersaulted backward, his feet tapping on the ground for seven or eight steps. He turned to leave.
"Hiss!"
The tip of the podao pierced through his chest.
Blood slowly seeped out of the wound.
"Hiss!"
Lu Sheng walked over and pulled out the podao from his body. He wiped the blade on the corpse.
"Let's go. Send me back."
He calmly boarded the carriage and let down the curtains, leaving behind the three guards and two guards.
The five of them and the coachman looked at the corpse on the ground without saying a word.
Especially the three guards. Their faces were already pale. The three of them boarded the carriage in silence.
"Go!"
The coachman cracked his whip and the carriage began to move slowly.
For a moment, there was only the sound of the wheels rolling in the carriage.
The three guards sat facing Lu Sheng for a while. Then they could not stand the silence any longer. They crossed their arms and got off the carriage, walking beside it.
Soon, only Lu Sheng was left in the carriage.
He sat upright on a cloth cushion, his face expressionless. His eyes were slightly closed as if he was taking a nap.
But only he himself knew how violently his heart was pounding at this moment.
Murder …
He killed someone …
Whether it was in his previous life or this life, he had never even injured anyone.
Not to mention murder.
But at that moment, it was purely his body's instinctive reaction. Seeing that the other party was about to escape, he decisively raised his podao and threw it forward.
Thanks to his powerful muscle memory, he smoothly threw out the podao using the second move, Tiger's Might.
Then, it accurately hit the back of the opponent's heart.
Then, he died.
The scene from before kept replaying in Lu Sheng's mind. That person really wanted to kill him. He wasn't just joking around.
He was stimulated, and his instinctive reaction was to kill the threat completely.
In the end, it was indeed completely resolved.
However, his Kung Fu was also exposed.
He had even killed someone.
"Fortunately, the Black Tiger Saber Technique's characteristics are obvious. With a little investigation, it's clear that the source is Uncle Zhao. It was not a big deal. Just be careful in the future … "
The carriage moved slowly and left the village for about a quarter of an hour.
Ring ring ring …
Ring ring ring …
At some point in time, the crisp sound of a bell gradually came from behind in the pitch-black darkness.
The coachman looked back and saw another white carriage chasing after them at an incredible speed.
From the looks of it, they were also rushing in the direction of Nine Links City.
The three guards also saw the white carriage behind them.
Two tall, pure white horses and a pure white carriage with many silver patterns carved on it. A faint fragrance wafted from the surroundings of the carriage with the wind.
The three of them looked at each other and slowly placed their hands on the sabers at their waists. Previously, they had failed to protect their esteemed guest and almost got into trouble. If something were to happen again now, the Zheng family would never let them off.
Their wrists weren't seriously injured. After resting and applying medicine, they could still use about seventy to eighty percent of their strength.
The three of them were all veterans who had served in the army. When the three of them formed a small military formation, seven or eight ordinary men were no match for them.
The white carriage wasn't anything special. Even if it was a little extravagant, it was nothing.
However, what made them exceptionally nervous was that the carriage behind them actually didn't have any lanterns lit!
In the wilderness outside the city, it was a gloomy night with no moonlight. Without lanterns, the road would be pitch black, making it impossible to proceed forward.
This carriage was actually moving at a high speed, even faster than they could travel with their lanterns lit!
"Something's wrong."
One of the three said in a low voice.
At this moment, Lu Sheng also lifted the curtain and looked back. He, too, saw the white carriage hurrying along in the pitch-black darkness.
The driver of the carriage was a man, a gentle-looking and handsome man.
It was none other than the gentle-looking man who they had seen at the Black Meeting previously, standing guard by the woman's side.
The white carriage didn't stop. Very quickly, it overtook Lu Sheng's carriage from the side.
"Ah Jiu, let's stop for a while."
A sweet and melodious voice of a woman sounded from within the white carriage.
The white carriage immediately slowed down and advanced side by side with Lu Sheng and the others.
The curtain slowly lifted, revealing a slightly frowning, charming face under the illumination of the lantern.
It was that woman from before, Duanmu Wan!
Lu Sheng's expression didn't change as he looked at the other party.
"The road is pitch-black at night. Young Master, can I borrow your lantern to illuminate the road so that we can look out for each other?"
Duanmu Wan also saw Lu Sheng and smiled at him.
"… As you wish, Miss Duanmu."
Lu Sheng replied indifferently and was about to lower the curtain.
"Young Master, I still have a presumptuous request."
Duanmu Wan didn't wait for him to return to the carriage before speaking again.
"The teapot in my carriage has been knocked over. The cushion and everything inside is wet. Can you …"
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes, a trace of wariness rising in his heart.
This Duanmu Wan's appearance was very strange. She said that the carriage was wet, but who knew whether it was true or not?
However, she had caught up from the darkness and seemed to be deliberately trying to strike up a conversation. Even if he rejected her, Duanmu Wan might not let him off.
"If Miss doesn't mind my carriage's simple and crude appearance, please come up and rest for a while." He had already mastered Black Tiger Saber Technique. His two consecutive strikes had resulted in extraordinary results, and a sliver of confidence gradually grew in his heart.
He was confident that he could win a one-on-one duel with any ordinary expert, even Uncle Zhao, the number one expert in Nine Links City.
Although he was lacking in battle experience, the fourth level of Black Tiger Saber Technique seemed to have given him an even greater explosive power than Uncle Zhao.
Within a short period of time, in such a confined space, it was hard to say who would win between him and Uncle Zhao.
So even if Duanmu Wan possessed supreme skills, he still had the ability to protect himself.
"Many thanks, Young Master."
Lu Sheng signaled for the coachman to stop the carriage. Under the flickering light of the lantern,
Under the flickering light of the lantern, the white carriage also slowly came to a stop.
The carriage door slid open and Duanmu Wan, still dressed in the same tight black skirt, slowly walked out.
She lifted her head and smiled at Lu Sheng who had just opened the carriage door. Her delicate and fair complexion, her cherry red lips, and her pink tongue that slowly slid in and out of her lips caused the surrounding guards and coachmen to tremble involuntarily.
She slowly walked past Lu Sheng and stepped onto the carriage.
Her slender and fair legs were slender and perfectly round. The moment she stepped onto the carriage, her black skirt, which barely covered her buttocks, opened up a little.
The scenery beneath her skirt flashed by, just enough for Lu Sheng to see a little, yet not very clearly.
"Aiya."
Suddenly, Duanmu Wan's body tilted and she sprained her ankle, her entire body falling towards Lu Sheng.
"Be careful."
Lu Sheng hurriedly reached out to support her.
He was even more vigilant in his heart. This kind of plot, this kind of coincidence, he laughed coldly in his heart. It had been used countless times in all kinds of romantic dramas on Earth.
He was wary of Duanmu Wan, but he did not deliberately show it.
He only intended to deal with her normally and logically.
Duanmu Wan collapsed weakly into the crook of his arm.
The billowing bosom accidentally brushed against Lu Sheng's forearm.
Duanmu Wan immediately lowered her head, blushing, and straightened her body as if she had been electrocuted.
Lu Sheng's heart skipped a beat as he tried to steady her.
"Many thanks, Young Master …" Duanmu Wan said meekly.
"You're welcome. Please take a seat."
Lu Sheng helped her to a seat at the side of the carriage.
The carriage was very large, with two rows of four seats, placed opposite each other.
Lu Sheng and Duanmu Wan sat facing each other.
The carriage slowly began to move again.
Duanmu Wan sat with a flushed face, her legs slanted and tightly pressed together, without a single gap between them.
From Lu Sheng's perspective, he could see a little shadow between her skirt and her thighs. If Lu Sheng wanted to, he could totally follow the shadow and peek under her skirt.
There was no one else in the carriage anyway, just the two of them. Moreover, Duanmu Wan was still bashfully lowering her head, unable to see him.
Bang.
Suddenly, the carriage seemed to have run over something, and it jumped slightly.
Duanmu Wan's legs trembled slightly, causing a small gap to open up.
This time, a small portion of the scenery under her skirt was already revealed to Lu Sheng. From the corner of his eye, he could faintly see a smear of white.
"Is Young Master going to Nine Links City?"
Duanmu Wan didn't seem to notice that she had exposed herself as she asked softly.
"Yes, Miss, are you also going to Nine Links City?"
Lu Sheng casually asked a meaningless question.
"Mm. To be honest, Young Master, Wan 'er is currently staying at the Ten Thousand Blessings Inn in the city. I heard that there's a Black Meeting here, so I brought my guard along to check it out. But I didn't expect everyone to be wearing masks. How boring. "
Duanmu Wan was rather dissatisfied.
"For Miss Wan 'er and a personal guard to travel such a long distance on their own, it's all thanks to their skill and boldness."
Lu Sheng said calmly.
"What skill? We were only rescued by a group of merchants on the way here, so we arrived at Nine Links City first. Otherwise, Wan 'er and the guard might have frozen to death in some corner on the way. "
Wan 'er explained.
"Come to think of it, the Young Master who rescued Wan 'er is also highly skilled in martial arts, just like you."
Duanmu Wan laughed lightly.
"Is that so?"
Lu Sheng immediately knew that she had seen him make a move earlier.
"At the Black Meeting, Wan 'er seemed to notice that Young Master was in great need of inner force manuals?"
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