Imperial Treasure

Chapter 1346 - 771: Li Xunhuan and Qiao Feng!

Duan Yu’s little actions just now were immediately seen through by Wang Yuyan, who understood him very well. She became even clearer in her heart about the difference between Duan Yu and Murong Fu.

One was gentle and weak but brave, righteous, and wholehearted for her,

The other was cunning, ambitious, and unscrupulous.

In just a moment, Wang Yuyan had a direction, whether it was righteousness or emotion.

With red eyes, she held Duan Yu’s hand, turned her head, and said to Murong Fu: "Cousin misunderstood Young Master Duan. He did not deceive or abduct me. I willingly followed him. If you blame me for disgracing the family, I will confess to my mother in the future. Please, cousin, stop this today, and no longer harm Young Master Duan."

These words left Murong Fu shocked and angry, especially with others present.

"Ha~ It seems that Young Master Murong’s previous words weren’t quite right. I thought your fiancée was devoted to you, but she was intercepted halfway."

"I see your cousin is here, so you can’t make a move, can you? Let me do it."

Suddenly, a person jumped down from the roof, a monk from Tubo, with several bumps on his head, his gaze occasionally falling on Duan Yu.

Jiu Mozhi!

Duan Yu and Wang Yuyan immediately became anxious. Now that Duan Yu was seriously injured, he couldn’t even handle Murong Fu, let alone Jiu Mozhi!

Murong Fu had long wished to kill Duan Yu as soon as possible, so he gave a glance to Jiu Mozhi and pushed Wang Yuyan aside.

Jiu Mozhi saw this and immediately reached for Duan Yu!

How could he kill him now? He still needed to ask about the Six Vein Excalibur.

In the blink of an eye, Jiu Mozhi grabbed Duan Yu by the neck and was about to take off...

An iron pot flew over, smashing towards Jiu Mozhi’s head!

Jiu Mozhi backhandedly slapped the pot away, shouting angrily: "Who is it!"

Sun Xiaohong stood at the doorway, still in the posture of forcefully throwing the pot.

Seeing Jiu Mozhi’s fierce gaze, she immediately became nervous but quickly responded cleverly.

She shouted: "Help! Kidnapper abducting a child!"

It seems that storytellers have an inherent skill—a loud voice.

Good heavens, that shout spread across streets four, five, six, seven, and eight.

Many people eating or doing other things jumped up at these words.

To put it plainly, these martial artists could fight and rob treasures in everyday life, but they couldn’t tolerate such ****** immoral acts as kidnapping.

"Kidnapper? Damn! I’ll bash him with a mallet!"

"In broad daylight, abducting someone?"

These people skilled in Qinggong leaped over several streets and in the blink of an eye saw Wang Yuyan being dragged by Murong Fu.

Damn it!

Kidnapping a beauty, huh! Too despicable!

Duan Yu: Here, here, it’s me, it’s me!!!

Most people were fixated on Wang Yuyan, with some already attacking Murong Fu!

Murong Fu moved aside with Wang Yuyan, his face dark.

Jiu Mozhi felt secretly pleased seeing this, taking the opportunity to escape.

But before he even leaped two meters, whoosh!

A cold light sliced through Jiu Mozhi’s hand holding Duan Yu, a chilling light brushing over the back of his hand, blood spurting forth, injuring the meridians.

Duan Yu fell.

As he fell, by the door, Sui Yi saw the person standing on the rooftop opposite.

No matter if it was Murong Fu being besieged, Jiu Mozhi being injured, or anyone else, all eyes were on that person.

In traditional Chinese history, there’s a legend about a strange law concerning the imperial examination system.

—Top scholars are mostly ugly, second scholars mostly short, and the best, usually handsome, often have the fastest career advancement due to these early attributes.

Why is that?

Modern people later figured it out—emperors appreciated beauty everywhere!

Li Xunhuan is definitely the number one handsome and talented Scholar for the public, his peerless demeanor, otherwise he wouldn’t have mutually admired the number one beauty in the world, Lin Shiyin.

And at this moment, the flying knife that cut Jiu Mozhi’s wrist was lightly embedded in the wall, not deeply, indicating the power wasn’t that strong.

But it was too fast.

Jiu Mozhi’s expression turned grave, staring at the person on the rooftop, who held another flying knife between two fingers, his expression as calm and elegant as if he were reciting poetry among a field of flowers.

"Li Xunhuan"

"Li Xunhuan"

Jiu Mozhi was ranked before Li Xunhuan, but he was hurt, and the fat sheep slipped away. Murong Fu ranked after Li Xunhuan, but never thought this front and back on the Black List meant strength or weakness. It’s frankly record comparing; he had been in seclusion, focusing on restoring the kingdom, naturally not as battle-proven as Li Xunhuan.

So.

He looked at Li Xunhuan, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Alright, in the backyard, Sui Yi had already heard the commotion. Murong Fu? This person had come? She recalled Gong Jiu’s evaluation of this person—Murong Fu, a natural noble young master who unfortunately lost his family assets because of his ancestors’ mistakes, finally had to rely on a rich white beauty to get rich, but then the beauty was deceived by a truly handsome, wealthy man, he became furious, eventually engaging three protagonists covered in armor, eventually getting KO’d and becoming idiotic.

But Murong Fu had strong overall abilities, except for one bad trait.

—Too jealous.

He was jealous of Duan Yu’s naturally privileged life and **** luck, jealous of Qiao Feng’s greater fame and more supporters, later jealous that Xu Zhu’s luck was better, even marrying the Princess of Western Xia after a mere dream.

Now he’s jealous of Li Xunhuan!

Li Xunhuan indeed is worth envying, with a flourishing beauty.

Jiu Mozhi was furious!

He ignored Duan Yu on the ground, took a step towards Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan’s finger slightly turned.

Did the hand move?

Murong Fu squinted his eyes and suddenly let go of Wang Yuyan, striking a palm toward Duan Yu!

Wang Yuyan’s face changed dramatically.

Bang!

Wang Yuyan stood in front of Duan Yu, took the palm, and fell into Duan Yu’s arms.

Murong Fu was shocked, but became even more ruthless, attacking Duan Yu’s crown.

"Stop! Don’t harm my third brother!"

A bold shout, a dragon roar and tiger growl!

The Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon!

A dragon roared in. Murong Fu turned around and met it with his palm.

Boom!

A tall and robust man, hair flying, a burst of heroic spirit soaring to the sky, he and Murong Fu confronted with palm winds, Inner Strength surged like tidal waves, causing a chaotic flow of Inner Strength, the surrounding air exploded with thunder, and the stone slabs beneath them cracked repeatedly!

Grandmaster Level, and both at the same stage as Song Que. However, Song Que is stronger than Murong Fu, but not quite on par with Qiao Feng. After all, both are practical combat-type masters, a fight would reveal more.

Boom!

Murong Fu retreated flying, while Qiao Feng swung one hand, withdrawing the roaring dragon palm force, "Murong Fu, my third brother, is kind-hearted. If you can’t explain why you disregarded justice to attack him, don’t blame me, Qiao Feng, for avenging my brother!"

If Wang Yuyan hadn’t blocked that palm just now, the already heavily injured Duan Yu would likely have died.

Murong Fu still considered himself a victim, with his cousin switching affection, how would the Jianghu People view him in the future? His reputation would be ruined!

"He seduced my cousin, colluded with her, and I, Murong Fu, have to settle accounts with you!"

Although Murong Fu said this, he didn’t dare to strike again at Qiao Feng, because he knew he was somewhat inferior and was intimidated, so he could only strike first by tarnishing Wang Yuyan and Duan Yu’s names.

This made Qiao Feng even angrier.

But Murong Fu suddenly shouted, "Jiu Mozhi, Qiao Feng and Li Xunhuan are hard to deal with. We should join forces; otherwise, you’ll go empty-handed today."

Jiu Mozhi also knew the situation was tricky because Li Xunhuan was indeed difficult to deal with. Making a feint, he ran to Murong Fu’s side.

Two against two, would they be more confident?

However, Li Xunhuan also landed, exchanging glances with Qiao Feng.

Duan Yu was channeling Inner Qi to Wang Yuyan to maintain her life, while Sun Xiaohong suddenly awoke and turned to shout toward the house.

"Elder..."

The elder was just at the door, glancing around, saying, "I’m just decocting some medicine, and now there are two more patients?"

Do you really have to be so calm?

Sui Yi just bent over, suddenly feeling his eyebrow being locked on by a Qi Mechanism.

Whoosh!

An arrow came tearing through the air!

Time pulled back.

Zuo Lengchan stood pale on the attic across the street from the study room, staring at the house next to the study room. He could see some places in the courtyard and occasionally saw Sui Yi going in and out of the two courtyards, and he could see her talking with that woman.

"Sir, Sun Xiaohong is right next door. At present, there is only Duan Yu. We outnumber them, we can easily catch them, why don’t we..."

"Wait, with that woman here, we absolutely cannot act rashly, or we’ll be annihilated."

"Could she really be...?"

"Can I mistake someone? It’s most likely her, even though she hasn’t appeared in decades."

"Do we just hang on like this? Just now, Sky Asking Tower sent word urging us to act quickly, or if Elder Tianji escapes and finds Sun Xiaohong, it will be even harder to set a trap."

"Of course, I know! To ascertain that woman’s identity and stance, we only need to do one thing."

Zuo Lengchan’s face was cold. After giving orders, someone quickly got into position.

An hour later.

The fighting started on the opposite side, and Zuo Lengchan laughed, heh heh~~they couldn’t bear the loneliness over there either!

Waiting, waiting, the target finally appeared.

Duan Yu injured! Ignore it!

Wang Yuyan injured! Ignore it!

Once Sui Yi stepped out of the door, the arrow had already aimed at Sui Yi’s head.

"Pretty boy? Die!" The archer eerily muttered such words.

Whoosh!

The arrowhead instantly reached the front of Sui Yi’s brow.

Okay, I came out just to see the commotion, save people, stop the bleeding, why are they targeting me now!

But soon, the climax arrived!

At the critical moment, Sun Xiaohong suddenly felt her waist being pushed, her foot slid, then her hand reached down, picking up a brick from the ground, and she fiercely slapped it toward the front of Sui Yi!

Smack!

The fierce arrow was thus slapped onto the ground by a brick, and the instigator maintained a crane-wing posture, with the brick still in hand, finger still pointing upward.

Qiao Feng: "..."

Li Xunhuan: "..."

Audience: ".."

Sui Yi silently looked at the arrow on the ground, suddenly heard.