Heiraten - Kapitel 52
He's not actually a tough person; he's cried secretly in bed before. But this is the first time he's ever sobbed like this.
The two sat together, crying for a while, then for a while, until their faces were covered in tears. Tang Yu, needless to say, looked even more disgusting and ugly after crying. Tang Shijiu, with swollen eyes, smiled and said, "I can't go out tomorrow. Hey, lend me your straw hat tomorrow."
"No." Having just finished crying, Tang Yu felt a little embarrassed and awkwardly uttered a sentence, "I'll be scary if I go out like this. If people show disgust, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and will hit them again."
Tang Shijiu almost burst out laughing when she saw him looking down and twisting his fingers like an ordinary child.
Tang Yu tilted her head and thought for a moment, as if making a huge promise: "Jiu Jiu, I promise you, I will not kill anyone in front of you unless absolutely necessary."
Tang Shijiu breathed a sigh of relief. Well, even if it was just for show in front of her, it was better than nothing.
Just as I was about to offer some praise and maybe give her a piece of candy as encouragement, I saw Tang Yu's expression change, and her right hand was already on her waist—
Before she could explain, Tang Yu twitched her fingers slightly, extinguished the candle with her left hand, and threw three dark, poisonous caltrops out the window with her right.
As soon as the candle went out, the surroundings were plunged into darkness.
Tang Shijiu knew something was wrong and was about to speak when he heard a few "thuds" as the three caltrops flew back from their original spot!
Tang Yu flipped over, pinning Tang Shijiu to the ground and narrowly avoiding the attack. Then, she leaped into the air, drew a soft sword from her waist, and stood in front of Tang Shijiu.
Tang Shijiu gasped, unable to contain himself, "Tang Yu! You were actually..."
"Shin-hidden has arrived." He interrupted her, his hand gripping the longsword trembling slightly, whether from excitement or fear, it was hard to tell.
Nineteen opened his mouth, his mind buzzing in a jumbled mess. Before he could utter a word, he heard a low, cold laugh from outside the door: "You little brat, you're quite perceptive."
The sound penetrated my ears and settled in my heart, fiercely tugging at my heartstrings.
The word "Yun Tan" almost escaped her lips, and Tang Shijiu's face turned deathly pale. However, she calmed down in an instant, bowing her head in sorrow.
She must be missing Shen Yuntan too much. How could such a fool, who falls ill at the drop of a hat and can't even wield the Xuanbei Sword, possibly be the famous and renowned hermit?
Besides... when she first heard Shenyin speak, she felt that Shenyin's voice sounded similar to Yuntan's...
It's just that the voice sounds similar...
This isn't just a casual chat...
Her slender fingers curled up, gripping the hem of her skirt. A small thought suddenly surfaced in her mind: how she wished that the hero who would come to her rescue now was Shen Yuntan. No, it didn't have to be a hero, even if he couldn't defeat her or save her. As long as he appeared, let her see him, and know that he was safe and sound, that would be enough.
Shenyin's voice came from outside the window again, unexpectedly carrying a hint of concern: "Tang Shijiu, are you there?"
Just as Tang Shijiu was about to speak, Tang Yu pressed her lips to hers and whispered in her ear, "Don't make a sound. If you do, he'll know where we are and will try to kill us."
Countless thoughts raced through Tang Shijiu's mind. Instinctively, he felt that Shenyin wouldn't harm him, but... what about Tang Yu...?
She couldn't guarantee it.
"Not going to speak?" The voice outside the window turned cold, like a knife scraping against the eardrum. "Then I'll come in uninvited."
Before the word "enter" could be finished, a "crack" was heard, and the door was ripped off and thrown downstairs.
The inn was completely silent; despite Shenyin's antics, the innkeeper didn't make a fuss.
Tang Yu whispered in her ear, as if knowing her doubts, and used his inner strength to transmit his voice: "Shen Yin has killed everyone in this inn. You must be careful. He wants to master the Tuanfu Heart Sutra, so he will definitely not let you go."
A surge of heat rushed to his brain, and Tang Shijiu's vision went black for a moment.
No wonder…no wonder it was so quiet. But when exactly did he manage to kill everyone in the inn so quietly, without Tang Yu, a master, even knowing it?!
The lights outside flickered, casting varying shades of light on Shen Yin. He was dressed in spotless white robes, and the black silk mask on his face was applied so tightly that it looked like a second skin.
In the dim light, Tang Shijiu's figure was easily spotted. A smile appeared on his lips, as if he were relieved: "Very good, you're here."
However, that smile was even more terrifying in Tang Shijiu's eyes. Although the light was dim, she could still clearly see that Shenyin's right hand was dripping blood drop by drop.
His demeanor was calm and composed, exuding unparalleled elegance.
That blood was clearly not his.
Tang Yu trembled slightly, but still straightened her chest and stood in front of Tang Shijiu.
The hidden figure looked down at him with utter contempt: "The weak should be killed. You're not wrong about that." He exuded a chilling aura, and even Tang Shijiu, who always prided himself on his courage, couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Tang Yu said nothing, gently pushed Tang Shijiu back, took a few steps forward, and made a gesture.
That gesture meant, "I'm volunteering for the fight."
Shen Yun raised an eyebrow and snorted a cold laugh. He seemed oblivious to the gesture of requesting battle and walked straight toward Tang Shijiu.
Seeing his outstretched hand, Tang Shijiu instinctively took a step back.
"You...are afraid of me..." Shen Yuntan felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been stabbed, and felt a sharp pain.
Before Tang Shijiu could answer, Tang Yu let out a clear shout, flicked her soft sword, and attacked his waist.
Shen Yun remained calm and composed, not even turning his head. He simply reached out and grabbed the soft sword between his fingers.
"Don't get in my way." He trembled slightly, and before Tang Yu could react, she was thrown out and vomited a mouthful of blood.
A cold smile lingered on his lips, like a bloodstained scythe. He hadn't wanted to kill in front of Tang Shijiu, but this boy was unexpectedly bold. Shen Yuntan's voice was gentle as water. He glanced sideways at Tang Yu, who was lying on the ground, barely managing to sit up, and said softly in a tone as if coaxing a child, "If you keep bothering me, I'll kill you."
Chapter Thirty-Three: Sister
In the blink of an eye, before he could even react, Tang Yu was already covered in blood. The unparalleled martial arts skills of Shenyin made Tang Shijiu break out in a cold sweat.
Shen Yuntan regretted his actions immediately afterward, realizing that his strike had been too ruthless. He feared that crippling the boy might frighten Shijiu. A quick glance revealed Tang Yu swaying as he stood up, letting out a sigh of relief and uttering a harsh threat before extending his hand to Tang Shijiu, speaking as gently as possible.