The sky over the rivers and lakes is very clear

Chapter 181

Zhu Huihui didn't understand what kind of fighting style this was, but she was worried. One against twelve, no matter how bad-tempered the old man in white was or how violent his sword was, he probably couldn't defeat the opponent's superior numbers.

At this moment, he was extremely conflicted: he both hoped that the old man in white would be killed so that he could take the opportunity to escape and then go back to find a way to save Hua Hua; but he was also afraid that the old man would kill him and then kill him—in that case, he might as well suffer the abuse with the old man! Although the old man's sword really liked his neck, it was at least just a scare tactic; the woman just now really wanted to gouge out his eyes!

After thinking it over, I felt that it would be more advantageous for me to hope that the old man in white would win.

Suddenly, a tight grip on his neck caused a hand to grab the back of his collar. Although the fingers were warm, Zhu Huihui's heart was colder than anything else. He was about to cry out, "Great hero, spare my life!" when he suddenly inhaled a mouthful of the sweet, metallic smoke, which made him cough violently. He cursed inwardly: Who is so heartless as to randomly burn this Nine-Fragrance Soul-Transferring Incense? Mother said this incense is not a good thing; it's usually lit for ghosts when visiting graves. Lighting this incense randomly is like cursing the living to become ghosts!

Before he could finish cursing, he suddenly felt himself being thrown into the air. Before he could figure out what was happening, he realized he was about to crash into the roof and screamed, "Waaah!" Damn it, this is going to smash me into a pulp!

"Shut up!"

Just as I was in shock, I heard a low shout in my ear, and then I felt a hand gently push on my buttocks. My body was turned and flew out at an angle, then crashed into the window and fell out wrapped in the bamboo curtain.

Outside the curtain, the wind was howling and the rain was pouring down.

Zhu Huihui rolled twice on the ground and then "plop" plunged into a mud pit. If he hadn't held his breath quickly, he would have swallowed several mouthfuls of muddy water.

It was intentional! He definitely threw himself into the pit on purpose!

Zhu Huihui was furious. He struggled to lift his head, wiped the mud off his face with his sleeve, and was about to unleash a torrent of curses. Suddenly, his belt was grabbed, and he was lifted up. Feng Xuese laughed loudly, "Thank you for your guidance today. Farewell, everyone!"

Zhu Huihui swallowed back all the curses he had prepared. He understood the literary language and felt a surge of schadenfreude: Haha, the old man in white lost and is trying to escape!

I felt as if someone was carrying me at breakneck speed, as if I were riding on clouds. The wind was howling around me, and my mouth and nose were blocked by the wind and rain, making it hard to breathe. I felt suffocated, but thankfully, it seemed that no one was chasing me.

The wind was strong and the rain was heavy; Zhu Huihui was soaked to the bone and shivering from the cold. He had no idea where Feng Xuese would take him, and his mind was filled with uncertainty.

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Two: Chapter 8 (2)

In the midst of his sprint, Feng Xuese suddenly stopped, becoming as still as a deep pool and a towering mountain, and released Zhu Huihui, throwing her to the ground.

"Ouch! Please handle with care, sir!" I'm made of flesh and blood, not stone! Zhu Huihui groaned as he got up.

As Feng Xuese slowly surveyed her surroundings, she asked in a cold voice, "How are you?"

Zhu Huihui's teeth chattered, and he answered shivering from the cold, "It's, it's alright!" Although he was scared half to death, then half to death from the wind and rain, and then half to death from being thrown by the old man, at least he was still alive!

Feng Xuese suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, startling Zhu Huihui: "What are you doing?" Was she going to chop off his hand again? He hadn't done anything! He hadn't stolen a wallet or tried to grope him while being dragged away…

Her snow-white fingers rested on his pulse, examining its pale reddish-brown rim. She found the pulse steady and strong, its rise and fall calm and powerful; aside from a slight fever, he was perfectly healthy! However…

He was suddenly stunned. This...this is...this scoundrel is...

Feng Xue suddenly released the hand in her palm, took two steps back, steadied herself, and then asked, "You're not poisoned?"

Zhu Huihui asked, puzzled, "What kind of poisoning?"

"The rice you ate was poisoned!" Feng Xuese said.

During the meal, Zhu Huihui, afraid of annoying him, sat on the threshold with her back to him, holding her bowl. He was caught off guard and Zhu Huihui ate a large bowl of poisoned rice. After realizing this, although he was very worried, he was surrounded by powerful enemies and could not afford to reveal any weakness that the enemy could exploit. He wanted to quickly eliminate the enemies and force them to hand over the antidote, but to his surprise, Zhu Huihui was completely unharmed.

The scene at that time not only made the twelve zodiac animals of the Blood Tower extremely strange, but I was also quite surprised!

In the ensuing battle, the Serpent Envoy and the Dragon Envoy dressed as a doctor once again secretly released poisonous smoke. In the darkness, Feng Xuese feared that she could not protect the boy, so she led him out of the encirclement, making escape the best option.

Zhu Huihui scratched his head: "Poisonous? I didn't notice! It's just that they put the wrong kind of mushroom in it, so the rice tastes a bit bitter. This kind of seasoning shouldn't be put in rice, it's more suitable for meat."

These words stunned Feng Xuese: "A 'Qianjiangxun'? What's that?"

"It's just a kind of mushroom! It usually grows together with snake saliva grass, but it's very rare and doesn't taste very good. My mother says that eating too much of this will turn your eyes yellow and make your body stiff like a wooden doll," Zhu Huihui explained. This old man is so ignorant; he doesn't even know what a "stiff mushroom" is.

For some reason, whenever Feng Xuese tried to talk to Zhu Huihui seriously, she felt like she was talking to a brick wall. "Wait, the Golden Jade Soul in that bowl of rice, you call it the Jiangxun?"

"What is that Golden Jade Soul? I have no idea." This confused tone was just as unsurprising as his ignorance of "Flowing Regret" being a light-body skill!

Feng Xuese frowned slightly, wanting to ask more, when a bolt of lightning struck the sky. Seeing Zhu Huihui's wide, bewildered eyes, he suddenly turned his head away: "Forget it! Let's talk about this later!" This guy's mother is a madwoman, and the child she raised... of course, can't be normal either. So, to ensure that I don't break down, it's best to stay out of his way!

The rumbling thunder in the sky masked Zhu Huihui's snickering. Haha! The old man's white clothes are covered in mud and water; now he's a mud monkey just like me! Serves him right! Let's see if he's still pretending!

Another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and he caught a glimpse of a dark spot on Feng Xue's soaked clothes. Zhu Huihui's forced smile vanished instantly: "Great hero, are you injured?" Injured... Oh well! Now you won't have the energy to torture yourself, will you?

Feng Xuese glanced at the road ahead and said casually, "No."

The blood on his body belonged to the twelve zodiac animals. In the battle just now, at least half of the twelve opponents were injured.

Zhu Huihui asked curiously, "Why...why did those people want to kill you?"

Feng Xuese said calmly, "Perhaps they've come to kill you."

Zhu Huihui immediately shuddered: "No, no way!" He had never seen these people before. Why were they here to kill him again? Could stealing steamed buns really warrant such hatred that someone would hire an assassin to retaliate?

The Sky Over the Martial World is Clear, Part Two: Chapter 8 (3)

The more he thought about it, the more unlucky he felt. He almost cried and said, "Could it be that they are with those men in black?"

Maple Snow only answered with two words: "No!"

Anyway, he said that this ignorant guy wouldn't understand anyway.

Those men in black are secretive and discreet in their actions. They would rather kill indiscriminately than let anyone go, and they would never ask outsiders for help casually. Moreover, the Twelve Zodiac Envoys of the Blood Tower are very famous assassins in the martial arts world. This organization is so famous that any of their assassins are well-known in the martial arts world, and their style of action is immediately recognizable.

On the contrary, those mysterious black-clad assassins, newcomers to the martial arts world, employed simple yet effective killing methods and meticulously planned assassinations, making their identities impossible to fathom. In the battle of Yanhe Pagoda, he eliminated seven of them, and they have not appeared since. This mysterious assassin organization is definitely not limited to just those seven; their current absence suggests they are brewing an even more insane operation.

As for why the Blood Tower ambushed him on the way, there's no need to even guess. Once he gets rid of Zhu Huihui, that burden, he can just go directly to them—or maybe he won't even need to go directly, since he injured quite a few of their people today, they'll definitely come looking for him again.

The rain had been falling for a long time, and lightning continued to flash from the sky. Zhu Huihui squatted on the ground, soaked to the bone.

Feng Xuese had already taken in the lightning flashes to get a clear view of the surrounding terrain. Seeing that the rain wasn't going to stop anytime soon, she said, "Let's go."