A white light flashed in front of his eyes and a sharp aura of the sword with limitless intention to kill mercilessly came towards him!
Ye Yichen narrowed his eyes and quickly turned sideways to avoid the killing move. He raised his head only to see Murong Xueâs mouth curled into a cold smile. She was holding a long sword that flashed cold light. She waved the sword into a stance and lurched towards him again; her pale-colored ribbon at her waist moved with the wind like a gracefully dancing butterfly.
She knows martial arts!
Ye Yichenâs eyes flashed a look of surprise and then disappeared. His mouth curled into a sneer â rumors are merely what people spread and guess and he actually believed it. How amusing. The gentle person that everyone speaks about are all nonsense and invented. This character is the real her, hidden in the Mansion and not reveal to anyone else.
A strange feeling formed in his heart but was suppressed quickly.
He looked at Murong Xue, gaze deep â after interacting with her for long, even with his good sight, he didnât not manage to spot the soft sword hidden at her waist. Her disguise is astonishing.
However, ladies love to accessorize around the waist. Even if anyone spots something abnormal at her waist, they would think that it is just a unique accessory and will not link her sickly constitution to the killing weapon.
âYou want to kill me!â Ye Yichen flicked his finger to push away Murong Xue soft sword, coldly looking at her.
âYou deserve it. Who asks you to go too far in your bullying!â Murong Xue coldly replied, the long sword in her hand pierced towards Ye Yichenâs chest.
Ye Yichen flicked his fingers to wave away the sword, a complex look forming beneath this eyes. He is familiar with the roads near the Capital. Since Murong Xue had ran to the cliff, not only is it because she is not familiar with the roads, he had also forced her to it. He had assumed that her resistance and rebellion against him is because of her Mistress of the Marquisâ Household position and ego. If he forced her to a dead-end, she will give in and quietly go back to Prince Jing Mansion as his concubine!
After all, everyone is afraid of death. Facing death, and given to option to be the concubine of Prince Jingâs Household, enjoying the wealth and prosperity that everyone envies, peacefully living her life will be such a beautiful and good thing.
But when Murong Xue stood in front of the cliff, she did not, like he had envisioned, give into him, and beg him, but had drawn out her sword and mercilessly attacked himâŚ
She would rather be a murderer than his concubine.
âSwish, swish, swish!â Three cold lights flashed and Ye Yichenâs red wedding robes had three only cuts. The edge of the robes had even been cut off and it flew into the air, leisurely circling before floating to the ground. The red, brighter than blood, signifies immense taunting.
Ye Yichen looks at the damaged wedding robes, his face scarily black. After learning martial arts, very few people can get near him, least to say injure him. He had only used half his skill just now and was distracted by his thoughts, allowing Murong Xue to audaciously slash his clothes!
What a overconfident little girl, taking advantage of his courtesy and becoming increasingly audacious. He must harshly teach her a lesson and let her know that her little life has always been in his hands! If he let her live, then she lives, if he wants her dead, then she must die!
Lightly clenched hands suddently opened and inner strength accumulated to form an invisible knife, harshly hitting towards Murong Xue.
The strong and dense murderous aura swept towards her with all intents to destroy everything. Murong Xue eyeâs formed a rare seriousness â this is inner strength? The attack power is definitely extraordinary. However, it is also not so easy to kill her!
Murong Xue clenched her soft sword tightly and welcomed the invisible knife with flashes of silver. âDang, dang, dangâ rang out and the sharp knife was twisted into nothing. Even the smallest threat was removed.
Looking at a woundless Murong Xue, Ye Yichenâs sharp eyes narrowed. Without any inner strength help, and only using the sword, she had disseminated his inner strength. What a good move! Is this the Murong family swordsmanship? It deserved this reputation! How rare for Murong Xue to reveal the amazing swordsmanship of Murong family. Well then he will give it his all and battle with her!
The fingers beneath the wedding robes opened and closed and bursts of masculine and strong wind was thrown out from under the large sleeves with the most accurate technique and fastest speed, and come towards Murong Xue from all directions!
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows. When she used the sword against Ye Yichen, it wasnât really to kill him, but to injure him so that he will not be able to care about forcing her to marry him. After all, everyone knows that Ye Yichen had went to the cemetery to âwelcomeâ her. But she doesnât want to be Prince Jingâs concubine. If Ye Yichen dies, the murderer will definitely be her. She is not afraid of death but she doesnât want to implicate nine generations of Murong clan to be beheaded!
Furthermore, she had just came to Qingyan and in such a weak body. She canât even manage to unleash half the strength she had in the modern era. But Ye Yichen is highly skilled at martial arts and had profound inner strength. Even if she wanted to kill him, she will not be able to do so.
Her sword moves previously had torn Ye Yichenâs wedding robes. It did not hurt him but angered him. Throwing out so much inner strength â he is prepared to kill he!
She is a weak lady without inner strength and without much strength. But if Ye Yichen wants to kill her, it wouldnât be that easy either!
Murong Xueâs mouth curled into a slight smile and she leapt to two meters away, waving her sword rapidly!
Standing from Ye Yichenâs perspective, he could clearly see â Murong Xue had stood on the central attack spot of his inner strength. Bursts of silver light flew around her, protecting her tightly and hitting his inner strength towards the huge rock on the side.
âPing, ping, ping!â A loud noise rang, and bits of rock flew apart and soil flew into the air, choking Murong Xue till she kept coughing. She quickly backed up a few steps and waved her hand to break up the cloud of soil.
A slight breeze blew and the top of the cliff was a lot clearer. Ye Yichen tall and straight silhouette appeared 5-6 meters away!
Murong Xue held on to the soft sword, her whole body on guard, only to see him stare straight ahead, âOuyang Shaochen!â The low voice did not carry any expression, not letting anyone guessing what he was thinking.
Murong Xue startled and followed his gaze only to see that 3-4 meter large rock had been smashed till only a meter tall, revealing an octagonal pavilion. The pavilion had a stone table and chairs and a young man sat in front of the stone table, holding a white chess piece. His eyes were slightly lowered towards the chessboard on the stone table.
The man wore a snow white long robe, its material smooth like water, and the snow-white sleeve brushes across the bluestone surface, with no speck of dirt. His black silk hair was tied up into a white crown and dispersed over his back.
Handsome black eyes slanted into his fringe and the handsome face was like dream-like out of a painting. His cold aura like the lonely moon, like ice, like snow, bringing awe into peopleâs hearts!
Murong Xueâs cold eyes flashed a look of surprise. She had seen many types of handsome men in the modern age. After coming to the ancient era, she had also Murong Ye and Ye Yichenâs handsome looks and is kind of immune to handsome men. But the appearance of this man was so handsome that she almost could not look away.
He is Lord Freedomâs heir Ouyang Shaochen! According to rumors, he left the Lordâs mansion when he was eight and had a mysterious teacher. Without much effort, the policy papers he writes becomes famous; without much effort, the flute he blows causes people to be drunk within the music. Generals that have been given pointers by him become undefeatable in battles and wars. He has also a god-like presence!
For the last ten years, he had travelled to many countries but very rarely step onto Qingyanâs soil. Why has he suddenly returned to the Capital?\n