Imperial Treasure

Chapter 681 - 433: Massacre! Test! Disappearance!_2

A chrysanthemum is really quite flamboyant~~

But suddenly his chrysanthemum tightened, and he became quiet under Yi Chilian’s piercing gaze.

Yi Chilian looked ahead, explaining with slight pleasure and relief, "She’s protecting me."

Dammit! A man being protected by a woman, how can that be something to be proud of? And yet, he felt a sense of glory!

But boss, actually she’s just passively defending... or rather, she’s protecting us, aren’t we great!

But they’re all just employees, they really... haha~ don’t dare~

Bang bang bang!

With Demon Que unsheathed and her firepower fully unleashed, Sui Yi was taking out Death Soldiers with each move, slashing their pressure by half in a matter of minutes, dominating the scene in just three breaths.

On the second floor, the Black-robed Man watched Sui Yi briefly, then suddenly leapt up, landing atop the large chandelier with a cold laugh, "Quite a few helpers, huh~. But Yi Chilian, if you don’t hand over the weapon soon, don’t blame us for being ruthless."

His voice was very hoarse, unnaturally so.

Sui Yi’s thoughts raced; they hadn’t secured the weapon! The intel was wrong! Could it be that this man had intentionally disguised his voice? If so, could he be someone they knew?

An insider, perhaps?

Sui Yi quickly thought of several possibilities...

Yi Chilian’s gaze flickered, and she said blandly, "Unfortunately, we didn’t get that deadly weapon either. I’m afraid I must disappoint you there."

"I don’t believe it!"

With a helpless wave of her hand, Yi Chilian said, "I thought only women liked to say ’I don’t believe it’ over and over. It seems you do too... Well, the two remarkably strong ladies present are not involved."

Yue Beiqing, holding onto the armrest, laughed, "Is Mr. Yi implying that we two are transvestites?"

Hehe~women are unfathomable as the sea~

Yi Chilian shrugged, saying no more.

And the Black-robed Man suddenly stared at Sui Yi.

At this moment, the Death Soldiers and Imperial Guards had tacitly ceased fighting, amidst the smoky air, only the gunfire outside continued.

"Perhaps Miss Sui knows something," he suggested.

As Sui Yi raised her head holding the Demon Que, the crystal chandelier swayed slightly, the light lustrous and exceptionally beautiful.

It seemed like the first light of dawn was rising outside.

Was it almost morning?

Sui Yi pursed her lips, saying, "What does it matter if I know or not?"

Swoosh!

All the Death Soldiers’ icy gazes were fixed on Sui Yi.

The Black-robed Man kept his eyes on Sui Yi, then after a while, he suddenly smiled, "It seems you really don’t know. Then we have no choice but to inquire with Pu Qinghan, who you’ve been carefully guarding, or Su Zimu... or it could be Mr. Xiao, who has poured his heart out to you... quite a confession yesterday."

Before Sui Yi could say anything, Yi Chilian interrupted, "I personally suggest that you go after Mr. Xiao."

Uh... so it’s a personal issue?

The Imperial Guards were speechless, as were the programmers, who were also done with it. Boss, can’t we do something that’s officially positive?

"I’ll consider it," the Black-robed Man squinted, "But before that..."

Swoosh!

He dropped down, heading straight for where Sui Yi stood! Out of his sleeve fell a snow-white, forearm-length fishbone spike!

It was very delicate, yet sharp.

It aimed directly at Yi Chilian’s brow...

Clang!!

Demon Que blocked.

Black Blade’s Demon Que, White Bone Sword’s white blade.

On Demon Que flowed Inner Strength, but on the White Bone Sword was not; it felt more like physical power of the opponent himself, tremendous strength! It was strong enough to contend with Sui Yi’s five hundred years of Inner Strength!

Boom!

An explosion of air in the room! The pillars nearby bore marks of being sliced by Inner Strength, and the programmers had swiftly retreated, alright, one had to be quick on their feet in this job, lest they get skewered by a random blade or sword—a truly sorry fate.

(I hear it happens quite often).

And just as Mr. Yi was being "protected" once again...

Swoosh!

A dark shadow suddenly rushed in from the small door outside the stairs, ghost-like, her fingers jointed as if blades, aiming a thrust at Sui Yi’s left flank—if it pierced, it was likely to pierce her heart...

And Sui Yi was currently fending off the Black-robed Man, this thrust to the heart...

What to do?

If she dodged, Yi Chilian would be in danger!

If she didn’t dodge, she’d be the one in danger!

The others were shocked, while Yue Beiqing threw her Soft Sword...

But the Soft Sword was far slower than the approaching shadow!

Thus...

Nobody was nearer than the person behind her!

When Sui Yi sensed the rising energy from Yi Chilian behind her, she quirked an eyebrow.

This person really...

Boom!

The shadowy figure was kicked away from Sui Yi by Yi Chilian’s Snapping Kick, which snapped his jointed fingers; the figure flipped backward, flicking his wrist to instantly sever the knife blades held between his fingertips!

Yi Chilian casually grabbed a Death Soldier, disarming his curved blade...

With a swift stroke of the blade, swoosh, the three knife pieces followed the curve of the blade and stabbed straight into the brows of three other Death Soldiers!