La Cena del Cuervo

Capítulo 1

Looking for someone

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It is said that Kongshan Ridge is the most beautiful place in the martial arts world, but it is also the most dangerous.

Cen Ji nodded in agreement, saying that this was very true.

It is said that the most dangerous thing about Kongshan Ridge is not its steep cliffs, but the ten secret guards.

He is quiet and humble; rumors should not be entirely believed.

People say that Master Kongshan's daughter, Wen Moyin, is beautiful and talented, the most beautiful woman in the world.

Cen Ji smiled gently; that was natural.

It is said that Wen Moyin's junior sister, Ban Lan, is rude and violent, and her behavior is unkempt. Compared with Wen Moyin, she is like a beautiful jade compared to a piece of rubble.

Cen Ji concealed his smile, remaining noncommittal.

——

Shiya Mountain, Luojian Valley.

The wedding procession arrived from afar.

Cen Ji hid in the dense bushes, watching the large red wedding sedan chair sway as it approached. He gripped the heavy dagger Hua Ying tightly in his hand, the hilt of the knife growing warmer and warmer in his grip.

Sitting in the sedan chair was none other than Wen Moyin, the stunningly beautiful young lady from Kongshan Ridge.

She was finally going to get married.

The thought of this caused him a sharp pain in his heart.

Even if they missed each other forever after today, he still wanted to tell her his true feelings at this moment. It was only four words, but he kept them hidden, hiding them again and again, ultimately missing out on his own happiness.

The entourage was all dressed in strikingly red wedding attire. For some reason, although they were all the same color, the dress worn by the spirited young girl beside the sedan chair seemed to be three shades redder than the others.

The young girl rode a jade-flowered steed, leisurely swaying back and forth on the horse.

"Alan, hold on tight, don't fall off." Through the gap in the sedan curtain, Wen Moyin looked at the restless girl and couldn't help but gently scold her.

"Senior sister's voice is so gentle and pleasant. Ah, that kid Chen Ting is really lucky!" Ban Lan turned her head with a grin, looking completely unserious.

Thinking that in a few hours, Chen Ting would be her husband, Wen Moyin smiled faintly.

A sudden gust of wind arose, scattering leaves and rocks, and the sky and sun were instantly darkened.

The sedan bearers were blinded by the wind, lost their footing, and stumbled.

The sedan chair lurched violently, causing Wen Moyin to lose her balance and fall backward.

She remembered that as she leaned back, she subconsciously reached out to hold onto the window railing, but what she grabbed was an icy hand.

After the storm passed, it seemed as if nothing had happened; the palanquin bearers continued to carry the palanquins, and the gong players continued to bang their gongs.

Ban Lan rubbed her eyes; her eyes were a little red, so her vision was slightly blurry. When she vaguely saw a tall, dark figure running towards the sedan chair, she didn't react immediately.

"Who!" After a moment, Ban Lan finally called out, but was stunned on the spot.

Cen Ji lifted the sedan curtain, and the inside was empty. In the spot where Wen Moyin had just sat, a crane feather lay quietly.

Crane Feather Palace!

Cen Ji felt a sharp pain in his temples, and his eyes were so cold they could split the bridal sedan chair in two.

If she had come out even half a step earlier, Mo Yin wouldn't have been kidnapped by the people from Crane Feather Palace!

Cen Ji felt as if needles were piercing his heart. He knew the enemy had not gone far, so he did not linger for another moment.

As he was leaving, he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at the girl in red on horseback.

This was only the second woman he had seriously looked at in his twenty-seven years, but it was entirely because of her angry roar.

She said—

"Damn it! How dare they snatch someone right under my nose!"

——

Anyone who knows Ban Lan knows that she likes to call herself "Laozi" (a vulgar term for herself) when she's angry.

Ban Lan was orphaned at a young age and spent the first ten years of her life on the streets, struggling to survive.

One day, ten years after she turned ten, a handsome man in white robes and with white hair suddenly floated in front of Ban Lan, extended a fair and delicate hand, and said, "Little girl, will you follow me from now on?"

Ban Lan had just finished a chaotic battle with a group of thugs, and two streams of blood were still streaming down her face. When she saw such a handsome man, the blood from her nose instantly turned from a small stream into a river, and she fainted.

After that day, Ban Lan became Wei Li's disciple and returned to Yumu Valley with him.

"Master, what's your name?"

"Wei Li".

Oh, Feed the pear. Banlan was overjoyed because with Feed the Pear, she would at least no longer go hungry.

Ban Lan wasn't originally called Ban Lan. One day, Wei Li saw her wrestling on the ground with a fellow junior brother who had also recently joined the sect. When the two finally managed to settle their differences and get up from the ground, Wei Li looked at her miserable state with blood streaming from her nose and a bruised, pale face. He couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, "This face is truly colorful. Why don't you change your name and call yourself Ban Lan from now on?"

For eight years, no one taught Banlan how to be a "woman" in the standard sense.