A handsome man in a whitish green robes sat in the carriage with his eyes closed meditating. Five men dressed in purple black robes and one dressed in dark blue robes sat next to a girl wearing a dark purple robes while operating the carriage also silently watching around the darkness was only illuminated by the torch of fire and the light of the moon which penetrated through the gaps of the forest trees.The carriage stopped when the man in charge of the carriage stopped the carriage. the sound of crickets and a gentle gust of wind touched their skin. The man in the carriage broke the silence but remained with his eyes closed
"Why stop?"
the man in dark blue robes answered in a very slow voice so that the sound of crickets could still be heard.
"Prince Lizhen, something is blocking our way."Li Zhen sighed softly. Suddenly a group of people dressed all in black with full masks appeared out of nowhere surrounding them with sharp tools in their hands.
"How many dogs are there?" Lizhen asked in a lazy voice.
"About 40 to 50 people, my lord." Answer the man. "tsk, Wen Yao killed all of them, make sure no one survives tonight." Lizhen directed at the man in the dark blue shirt.
"Yes my lord." The dark -clad man stood up and reached for the sword by his side and pulled it out of its sheath.
"Lord Prince ordered to kill them all without any survivors." WenYao's said.
"The Lord prince's orders are carried out." Answered the four guard who were ready with swords in their hands.
Wenyao jumped from the carriage leading the others when the black -clad group started attacking them. Yuli held the whip tightly with both hands ready to attack if their enemy approached the chariot. Lizhen frowned with his eyes closed feeling his body weaken and felt like burned on fire but cold so felt like he was trapped in the ice. He couldn't open his eyes despite trying many times.
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Zhilyn jumped a little as she sang through the forest. She wore a red hanfu robe and a red veil the size of a handkerchief, black boots with hair tied into ponytail. A loud voice came from the north not far from where she stood like the sound of a fight.
He rushed north where the sound of the fight was, climbing and tiptoeing on one of a nearby tree branch. Two groups were fighting with swords in each of their hands, and a chariot in which a girl about 14 years old held a whip tightly. Her right eyebrow raised when realized the difference number of people between two group.Zhilyn smirked as she improved her sitting position by leaning her back on the trunk of the tree while hugging her chest with both her hands and her left leg bent and her right leg stretched out on the branch.
'nice scenery.' He said in his heart. Several people dressed in black robes rushed towards the carriage to attack. Yuli jumped from the carriage and slammed his whip towards the people. The sound of swords, whips competed with each other. Zhilyn sat watching the battle with a smirk as five men in black robes attacked from behind the carriage. Zhilyn's eyes widened for a moment when she noticed several others starting to fly towards the roof of the carriage. One of the men in dark blue robes shouted "Lord prince, be careful "The girl tried to approach the carriage but was stopped by several people in black robes. One of the black -robed men pierced the roof of the carriage with a sword but was thrown to the ground when one of the carriages came out through the roof and landed on the roof. with elegance. her left lip lifted showing a sinful smile. 'Not bad.' She praised in her heart without changing her sitting position.
Wenyao hadn't had time to sigh and his eyebrows were furrowed when about 6 people in black robes attacked their young master simultaneously. The other guards shouted loudly
"Lord prince, be careful ...." Lizhen who was not ready for the sudden attack only managed to cover her face with her hands upon feeling a hand around his waist and drifting away from the carriage. Zhilyn quickly flew from her hiding place with her tool like a bright blue rope but very thin and sharp without anyone noticing.
They both landed on the ground safely.6 men in black robes attacked quickly.Zhilyn as fast as lightning attacked with a thin and sharp rope in her right hand by swinging her arms to the right and left while retreating a few steps backwards.The six black -robed men fell to worship the ground in a state horrible with their body split in two without having time to dodge or attack.Zhilyn smiled smirk behind a thin red veil covering her nose to her mouth.Lizhen looked at dead enemy and glanced at Zhilyn with widened eyes.Surprised.The others were also shocked by the situation.One of the group the black -robed shouted loudly with a burning tone of anger heard in his voice.
"Who are you? How dare you kill my groupmate." Zhilyn tilted her head towards the voice. The man shouted again when he got no answer from her.
"You bitch, go die horribly. My fellow disciples, kill them all and take revenge for the others."
The black -robed group simultaneously attacked them with full force. Zhilyn let go of Lizhen's waist and grabbed his left hand with her right hand. Blue rope bright wrapped around her left wrist rushed flying towards their opponent and quickly zhilyn flew towards the carriage holding tightly Lizhen's left hand.She flicked her left hand left and right with lightning speed, grasped then as lightning speed pulled back strongly when the target accepted and about 8 people in black robes fell with the same condition.split into two.The battle lasted for a while. All the black robes were dead, only 6 people were left with blood and sweat on their faces. Zhilyn smiled and released her grip without looking and flew away from them. With questioning faces, Wenyao, Yuli and four other guards rushed towards Lizhen who stared blankly at Zhilyn disappeared. A voice called to him
"Lord Prince, do you hear me?" Wenyao held his shoulder with both his hands. Lizhen stood up straight with a frown answering
"hmm..what did you say?" Lizhen got on the carriage assisted by Wenyao and went inside horse -drawn carriage.Don't know since when he fell off the carriage. Hi sat crossing his legs and squeezing his forehead with his right hand while his elbow rested on the small table available. Yuli poured the wine into a small cup and handed it to their Lord prince. Lizhen reached for the cup and drank slowly.He placed the cup on the table and squeezed his forehead again. His head felt very heavy, his gaze seem glow indistinctly and sweat spilled on his delicate face. Wenyao looked at Yuli who was sitting next to him with a questioning look. Yuli shrugged. He didn't know. Wenyao sighed a little.
"Lord Prince, are you okay?" Lizhen nodded and said "Keep going." Wenyao nodded as could be seen by his master. He closed the curtain of the carriage door and started driving the carriage.