The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 169

The boy's vocabulary was limited, and after pondering for a long time, he couldn't think of any other words to describe it besides "pretty good-looking." He wanted to look up and see who owned the boots, but he didn't dare, afraid that if he moved, he would be hit in the throat.

He found it a bit strange; how could he still be thinking about this at such a critical moment? Was he scared out of his wits?

The sword tilted slightly upwards, forcing him to look up. What came into view was an exquisite white outfit.

This is a handsome and upright young man, standing high on a Taihu rock, leisurely and composed, yet possessing an imposing and intimidating aura.

Against the backdrop of towering flames and gleaming white clothes and blue boots, that snow-white attire shone like the blazing sun.

Snow and sun, two such contradictory things, coexist so harmoniously in this young man...

Damn! Who is this guy? Is he with those men in black? The boy was a little confused and couldn't help but rub his eyes, trying to see more clearly.

The sword lightly tapped the boy's chin again. Helpless, the boy had no choice but to raise both hands high in a gesture of surrender, and then slowly crawled out of the cave.

The man in white recognized him and frowned slightly: "It's you!"

"It wasn't me!"

Although the boy's legs were trembling, he still reflexively denied it—it was a habit of his. Anyway, he hadn't done anything good, so if someone came to his door, it was definitely to cause trouble. So he didn't even think about it and just denied it!

The person in white was Feng Xuese.

The boy peered around, the sound of him rustling the grass almost inaudible amidst the crackling of the burning wood, but Feng Xuese still managed to pick it up. And so, in the blink of an eye, this boy who thought he was well hidden was in his hands.

During the day at Peach Blossom Ferry, he and Fang Jianwu were forced to abandon their boat and flee, which was extremely humiliating. This rogue left a deep impression on him, so he recognized him at first sight.

This explains why the "No Food, No Drink" brothers sacrificed themselves in this desolate wilderness.

It must be like this—Brother "No Eat, No Drink" received orders from above and complaints from the people to deal with this insidious rogue. Because the guy seemed to have some martial arts skills, "No Eat, No Drink" couldn't figure out his abilities, so he took matters into his own hands. Then, he encountered those assassins and was defeated and killed.

Feng Xuese asked coldly, "You saw everything that happened here?"

"I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything! I really didn't see anything!" The boy used three negative sentences in a row. What a joke! Did he think he was some kind of slacker? How many people in this world have been killed for no reason after seeing things they shouldn't have?

His eyes were shifty and darting around; anyone could tell at a glance that he was no good and was definitely a cunning scoundrel.

Feng Xuese already had a bad impression of this rascal because of the incident at Peach Blossom Ferry, and now, seeing those darting eyes, she felt even more disgusted.

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His voice was as cold as ice as he said, "Tell the people in the cave to come out!"

"There's no one in the cave!"

Maple Snowflakes raised his eyebrows, and the famous sword in his hand, "Snowflakes," unexpectedly emitted a sword light like snow, which suddenly circled around the boy's neck.

The mischievous boy felt a chill on his neck, followed by a sharp pain.

With a swift swing of the weapon, a head fell to the ground. He had witnessed this scene many times before. The sharp pain sent a chill down his spine, and his first thought was, "It's over, it's over, my head is gone!"

My legs gave way and I collapsed to the ground, my limbs outstretched, and I automatically stopped breathing.

Feng Xuese frowned. He had only scared him a little, and this coward had actually been scared to death?

She lightly kicked his leg with her foot, "If you keep playing dead, I'll really kill you!"

After a moment, the boy scrambled to his feet, rubbing his neck, and said with a mournful face, "I wasn't pretending to be dead! I thought I was really dead!" Damn! Turns out his head was still there; that gave me quite a fright!

Feng Xuese said calmly, "I'll count to three. If the people in the cave don't come out, I'll cut off one of your legs!"

"There's really no one left!"

"One, two, three..." A sword swung towards the boy's right leg.

"Wait! Wait!" The boy jumped back in fright. "Are you really going to cut me?! I told you there's no one inside..."

The longsword followed him like a shadow, its sharp blade slicing through his tattered trousers and cutting the boy's skin painfully.

The boy, thinking his leg had been cut, yelled angrily, "No...don't e...out..."

"Mmm-hmm!"

At his call, "Hua Hua" emerged from the hole, its two big ears flapping and making a "purring" sound.

This creature is over two feet long, round and plump, with a long, arched snout, short fur, white skin with black spots, a black stripe around its neck, and a small, curling tail...

Upon seeing the other's appearance, Feng Xue was slightly surprised. Actually, he had already guessed from the noise in the cave that what was hiding might not be a person, but no matter how much he thought about it, he never expected that what would emerge from the cave would be a spotted pig.

The "flower" was very intelligent. As soon as it came out of the cave, it ran to the boy's side, shaking its head and circling around him. Its long snout kept nudging his trouser leg, and its little tail swished left and right, making "humming" sounds, showing great affection.

The boy glanced furtively at Feng Xuese, then quietly kicked Huahua's bottom to signal it to be quiet and not to anger the old man with the sword, lest he chop the two brothers up again.

Hua Hua was very clever and immediately lay still at his feet.

Feng Xuese glanced at him indifferently: "Go ashore!"

Although the lotus pond wasn't large, the place where the two were standing was in the center, at least seven or eight zhang (approximately 33-40 meters) from the shore. The young man craned his neck to gauge the distance, then said with a pained expression, "We can't get across!"

Feng Xuese didn't speak, but simply placed the sword in her hand against his neck and compared it.

The boy shuddered, shrank his neck, and without saying a word, walked towards the edge of the artificial hill.

The Taihu stone was covered with moss, making it very slippery and difficult to walk on. The boy walked while keeping his eyes on the long sword. He didn't pay attention to his footing and slipped with a "whoosh". He quickly reached out to brace himself. Although he didn't fall, he grabbed a handful of moss.

He glanced at Feng Xuese, who stood beside him, his composure as serene as the wind and thunder, dressed in white, pure and noble as snow. Suddenly, jealousy welled up within him. His eyes darted around, and a plan formed in his mind. He slowly took a few steps, and as he approached the water's surface, he suddenly pretended to lose his footing. While struggling to regain his balance, he grabbed at Feng Xuese, intending to soil his white robes.

How could Feng Xuese let him touch her? Seeing the dirty claws coming, she only swayed slightly before dodging away.