Kill…Kill? Did he really kill her?
Although Qinger had a premonition, when it really happened, she still found it hard to believe. He stole a glance at the people around him. They were still in a daze. The only thing she could think of now was to pull her young master away immediately.
However, just as she was about to jump down from the second floor, her clothes rustled behind her. Clearly, someone was already standing behind her. Qinger was shocked. She turned around and grabbed the hilt of her sword, wanting to draw it out and kill him. However, that person was a little faster than her. He blocked her hand that was holding the sword with one hand and made a 'shh' gesture with the other hand.
Looking at that rough face, Qing 'er recognized that it was the same face that Laydi had disguised yesterday…She heaved a sigh of relief.
"Don't talk, just follow me!" Lady whispered to Solana in a female voice.
"But Young Master…"
Feeling that Reidi was about to pull her forward, Qinger struggled. How could she ignore Young Master? That was even more unacceptable than letting her die here.
"Master will be fine. Trust me!”
Lady turned around and looked at her. Qinger's thoughts of struggling faded away. In Lady's eyes, she saw a complicated light of restraint, worry, and determination. Qinger could understand that this person must be like her and trust the young master more.
Qing 'er could not help but turn around to look at Jing Yu, just in time to see him nodding with a faint smile. At this moment, Qinger's hand that was holding the scabbard could not help but exert all her strength. Her knuckles turned white because of this. She understood that her strength was too far from his, and staying behind would only be a burden. He was worried about her, but seeing that she could leave safely, he was relieved.
She was a servant, so she should be responsible for the young master's life. Now, why was it the other way around? Qinger only felt a sense of guilt that she had never felt before. Why were you so weak?
Seeing that Qinger didn't say anything, Lady turned around and looked at her strangely. She saw a trace of blood flowing out of the corner of the girl's mouth…She actually bit her own lip. Not only did Lady not stop him, she even smiled happily. Although they were from different worlds, the girl behind them was undoubtedly qualified to become their maid guard.
The people of Fei Xue Pavilion had all gathered because of what had happened in the hall. Lady and Solana didn't meet anyone. They easily came to a room facing the street and jumped out of the window.
"I'll send you out of the city before the martial law is imposed.”After Reidi pulled Solana into an alley, she said again,"Don't worry, sister. I swear to you with my life that Master will leave safely.”
Perhaps it was a little funny that she was pretending to be a boorish man, yet she was patting her shoulder and calling Qinger, who was only 165 centimeters tall and 18 years old, her sister. However, Qinger could understand the deep meaning behind those words, especially that gaze that was filled with sincerity and approval…Qinger's face was a little ashamed as she nodded heavily.
In the following period of time, Lady quickly made some disguises for Solana and wrapped her rapier in cloth. As expected, before the martial law was issued, he easily left the city. At this point, the person who received her appeared and sent Qinger out of the border of Yan Country.
When Jing Yu saw Reidi, his only worry was put down. He swung the blade and shook off the blood on the blade. Then, he turned around and slowly walked out. His height was limited, and the semi-circular blade seemed to be stabbing into the ground diagonally, making a continuous piercing sound as it followed his footsteps.
The people around them finally came to their senses.
"Yan, Yan, Yan Chunjun…was killed!!!”
Someone couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere and shouted in a trembling voice. The guests upstairs screamed. Everyone was in danger and hid behind the fence, but they could not help but secretly look down from the gap.
The musicians downstairs and the attendants of Fei Xue Pavilion avoided them far away and did not dare to approach. The beautiful dancer standing on the white jade stage was no longer the focus of everyone's attention. She looked at Yan Chunjun's head with a hint of disgust. As for the guards that Yan Chunjun had brought along, they exchanged glances with each other before wielding their daggers and slowly following Jing Yu out of Fei Xue Pavilion.
There were even more guards and soldiers on the streets, and they all knew what had happened. Some people went to call for more reinforcements, while the rest formed a circle around Jing Yu. They knew that they were no match for this person. However, Yan Chunjun was dead. If these guards did nothing, what awaited them would be death…Moreover, it was very likely that their families would be implicated. Therefore, he could only brace himself and fight.
Jing Yu walked out, and his footsteps were already on the bluestone road. As soon as the black sword touched the stone, sparks flew everywhere. His movement speed was not fast, and this phenomenon was a little strange, causing the surrounding soldiers to look at each other.
In the distance, there were many commoners who stopped in their tracks, and even further away, there were many people looking out of the windows of the buildings. Just because they didn't know what had happened didn't mean that they weren't interested.
8 years old, Jing Yu was only 130 centimeters tall. However, due to his aura, the circular formation could only move with him and could not get close. The first person to approach would definitely die. This was something that every single soldier understood.
Seeing that they were about to reach the place where the commoners were standing, the surrounding houses became denser. One of the guards, who seemed to be of a high rank, could not help but shout,"
"Brothers, if we let him go, we'll still die. Why don't we fight it out…Uh…"
His voice came to an abrupt stop. A black shadow flashed in front of him, and the child who was originally standing 10 meters away had already stabbed his throat with a sword. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He, who was not completely dead, felt his body floating in the air. It turned out that he had been lifted up by his sword.
"Anyone who blocks me will die!"
Jing Yu raised his sword with one arm and picked up the guard commander who had stopped moving. His pitch-black eyes shone brightly in the dark square. Every time he looked at someone, it was as if a sword was pressed against their neck. The murderous aura around him made the air around him heavy. The soldiers surrounding him could not help but feel that they were shorter than him.
Jing Yu continued to walk forward, and the few people in front of him scrambled to escape. The circular formation no longer moved. It wasn't that they didn't want to move, but that their legs didn't have the strength to take another step.
After walking out of the crowd, Jing Yu turned around and looked at them with disdain, then threw the corpse on the sword to the ground. He walked towards a dark alley…Perhaps it was because there was no such terrifying scene, or perhaps his killing intent had been restrained. At this moment, those people looked at each other and shouted as they rushed forward.
Just as the two spears at the front were about to stab into Jing Yu's back, he turned around again and instantly passed through the gap between the two spears, arriving in between the two of them. The black blade flashed left and right, and one of them was cut into two from the shoulder, while the other's head flew high into the air.
In the following time, all the soldiers who rushed into the alley let out a miserable howl before their heads were cut off. After everything quieted down, no one dared to go forward to investigate for a long time. Two to thirty corpses were piled up together, and blood was even flowing out of the alley. When the reinforcements rushed over and used their torches to illuminate the area, they realized that there was not a single intact corpse.
There were bloody footprints in the depths of the alley, and the following soldiers chased after them. After a busy night, the next day, the entire Yan City was filled with discussions about the murder of Yan Chunjun. When they talked about the murderer, they all shook their heads…He had not been found.
Fei Xue Pavilion, the location of the incident, was currently surrounded by hundreds of soldiers. The ministers of the court came in groups to check on the death of Yan Chunjun and report it to the furious King of Yan. The boss, steward, musician, and dancer of Feixue Pavilion were all gathered together and interrogated again and again. They wanted to investigate the jade token that the murderer had obtained.
After that, it was the people who collected Yan Chunjun's corpse…This busy work lasted until almost daybreak before the people of Fei Xue Pavilion were dismissed and returned to their rooms to rest.
The dancer with straight white hair was known as the Snow Girl because of her dance fame. That night, she maintained her usual expressionless face. He was like ice, unwilling to be approached by others. Moreover, perhaps because many dignitaries had spoken up for her, the interrogation never came to her. Not only that, she also had the right to return to her room to rest in advance, but she had declined.
Now, she was going back to her room.
Whether it was the West or the East, with a woman's graceful body, they would all have that posture, right? The Snow Girl's hands were naturally placed on her abdomen, and her arms were slightly bent, as if they were hung with silk ribbons or shawls. The crystal dancing shoes stepped on the wooden floor and made a tapping sound. She went upstairs and turned a few corners before stopping in front of her door.
She opened the door and closed it, feeling relieved. His shoulders relaxed for a moment, and his expression softened. The silver bells on her dancer outfit rang slightly. She had already walked to the dressing table and was ready to remove her makeup and rest.
Suddenly, she was so shocked that she almost screamed. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand. From the bronze mirror, the scene on her soft bed was clearly reflected…Wasn't the child who had killed Yan Chunjun in the front hall of Fei Xue Pavilion and then killed over twenty guards and soldiers sleeping there?
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