Bo Qinghuan

Capítulo 11

Published on 2013-06-13 12:22 Show only posts by this author

3. Just because you'll come back.

What?! Qianjun is actually Lou Lou's fiancée?!

Yun Chan was immediately shocked: "You think the Pavilion Master of Mo Pavilion is old and ugly? Lou Lou is so handsome, just how high are your standards, girl?"

Qianjun frowned: "Yes. My master lied to me, saying she had seen that pavilion master before, and that he was exceptionally handsome and unparalleled in the world. But I secretly went to take a look a few days ago, and what an exceptionally handsome man! He was just a dying old man on the verge of death."

Well, his face was as yellow as a ghost.

A dying old man who's about to die?

Yun Chan racked her not-so-bright brain and finally realized that what Qian Jun had seen most likely wasn't Lou Lou, but rather Elder Yu, the traitor who had usurped the throne. However, Qian Jun's master had previously seen Lou Lou, which was why he referred to the Ink Pavilion Master as...

He was exceptionally handsome.

Should I tell her about Loulou?

Yun Chan pondered for a moment, then cautiously asked, "Which sect or school do you belong to?"

Qianjun immediately became alert: "I won't tell you. My master, that old hag, is forcing me to marry that disgusting man. I barely managed to escape, so I can't let the news get out."

Yun Chanmo. My beauty, you've already revealed enough secrets.

After soaking in the spring water for a while, Yun Chan's body couldn't take it anymore, and she couldn't help but shiver slightly from the cold. Qian Jun looked down on her: "You're supposed to be a martial artist, how come you don't have any internal strength at all? You're shivering like this with just a gust of wind."

Yun Chan was speechless, choked with emotion. When they were children, she and Xia Yi had always been evenly matched in sparring, leading her to believe she was quite skilled in martial arts. Only after growing up did she realize she couldn't even beat Ji Yue, and that Xia Yi's claims of sparring with her were nothing but a joke.

Just for fun.

"Forget it, forget it, let's not wash anymore. Let's go upstairs and make a fire to warm ourselves." Qianjun tossed her long hair and dragged Yunchan ashore.

Yun Chan shivered as she admired the beautiful sight of Qian Jun dressing, when suddenly she vaguely sensed several sharp gazes watching her. She turned her head and abruptly saw several pairs of green, fluorescent eyes hidden in the bushes, approaching them closer and closer—it was actually several…

A wild wolf!

She immediately cried out in a trembling voice, "Qianjun, there are wolves! There are wolves!"

The powerful voice behind him remained calm and composed: "What's the panic? You're a martial artist too, can't you even handle a few wolves?"

Yun Chan retreated step by step towards the approaching pack of wolves, saying, "No... I can't..." Halfway back, she suddenly caught sight of Qian Jun, who was already dressed, climbing a tree on all fours. She immediately rushed over and grabbed her, angrily saying, "Hey, you made me..."

"You want to fight the wolves, but you want to hide in a tree? No, you have to come down and deal with them."

Qianjun panicked and desperately tried to kick her hand away: "Are you kidding me? Those are beasts, they're very ferocious. How could someone as beautiful as me possibly defeat them?" After saying that, he continued to climb the tree with all his might.

What does this have to do with you being beautiful, you bastard!

Yun Chan clung tightly to Qian Jun's foot, sensing the approaching wolves behind her. Mustering her courage, she turned around and, sure enough, a wolf pounced. Yun Chan screamed immediately. Suddenly, she felt a lightness in her body...

Her feet left the ground and she rose higher and higher. When Yun Chan's heartbeat returned, she looked up and realized that Qian Jun had lifted her to the top of the tree.

Qianjun, clinging to a thick branch at the top, finally managed to lift Yunchan up as well, panting, "That was close."

Yun Chan, who had narrowly escaped death, glared at her: "Why didn't you use such lightness skills earlier? You scared me to death!"

"I was so scared that I forgot all about it. My instinct was to climb the tree."

"What do we do now?"

"Let them go. They'll go, won't they?"

"Don't ask me! How would I know?"

Yun Chan's clothes were still wet, and the wind was strong at the top of the tree, making her even colder. She couldn't help but nudge Qian Jun's arm: "Can you think of another way? Waiting like this isn't a solution."

Upon hearing this, Qianjun seriously considered it. After a moment, she clapped her hands and said, "I've got it." She took out a bone-piercing nail from her bosom and threw it at one of the wolves.

The bone-piercing nail, cutting through the wind, struck the wolf's throat, and the wolf, after struggling for only a few moments, breathed its last.

Yun Chan praised, "Excellent skill! Keep going!"

Unexpectedly, Qianjun spread his hands at her: "We're out of hidden weapons, just that one."

Yun Chan was dumbfounded.

Upon seeing their fallen comrade, the wolves below quickly raised their heads and howled, whether in mourning or to summon more companions, it was unclear. The howls were incredibly mournful, sending chills down Yun Chan's spine. She cried out in grief and indignation, "You only have one hidden weapon, what are you going to do about it?"

!

Qianjun looked aggrieved: "I thought killing one would have a deterrent effect, and could scare them away..."

A sharp crack suddenly rang out in the darkness.

Yun Chan froze instantly: "Um, Qian Jun, did you hear anything?"

Qianjun also paled slightly: "It sounds like... a tree branch breaking?"

Click—

The next moment, the branch, finally unable to bear the weight of the two, snapped completely. Qianjun reacted quickly, leaping forward to grab the nearby tree trunk, but it was too late to catch the falling Yunchan.

"Wow—" Did she really have to die so tragically?! As Yun Chan plummeted from the tree, she watched helplessly as the pack of wolves below bared their cold fangs at her, and all she could do was scream instinctively out of fear.

Just as she was about to fall into the wolf's jaws, a red figure flew swiftly under the moonlight and caught her steadily.

Yun Chan exclaimed with delight, "Xia Yi is dead?!"

Xia Yi held Yun Chan in one arm and wielded her sword with the other. Her movements were clean and swift, and she quickly slit the throats of several wolves. Upon seeing this, the remaining wolves immediately retreated, howling.

Seeing the wolf pack retreat, he released Yun Chan, picked up his sword, and was about to leap towards the top of the tree.

Yun Chan quickly grabbed him: "Don't hurt her."

Xia Yi glanced at her sideways and said, "They've already run away."

Yun Chan looked up and saw that there were only a few branches swaying on the tree, and Qian Jun was nowhere to be seen.

Xia Yi asked her in a cold tone, "Who are you?"

Yun Chan glanced at his expression and honestly replied, "I don't know either."

He snorted upon hearing this, and silently took out a handkerchief to wipe the bloodstains off the sword, creating a tense atmosphere.

Yun Chan spoke first: "Why are you here?"

"You don't want me to come? Yes, you'd rather that Master Lou come, wouldn't you?"

"Nobody said that, right?"

"You like him."

Yun Chan was utterly bewildered: "Nonsense!"

He snorted and looked away: "You even applied the medicine for him."

"Why are you still fussing over it? It's just a minor cut."

"You actually hit me for him."

"I hit you because you're a bastard, what does that have to do with Lou Guyan?"

"I'm a bastard?! Hmph, then you can wait for him to come and take you back." Xia Yi angrily sheathed her sword.

"Who cares if you come? If you want to leave, then leave. I don't need you to tell me what to do!" Yun Chan was much more assertive towards Xia Yi than she was towards Lou Lou.

Upon hearing this, the man gave her a cold glance with his peach blossom eyes, and then turned and left.

The moon in the sky also hid behind the clouds, and all around was silent for a moment. Yun Chan hugged her shivering shoulders and slowly squatted down.

Knowing full well that saving face leads to suffering, why do they still stubbornly persist? It's simply because they're relying on the other party's belief that they'll eventually come back to them.

Sure enough, just as Yun Chan finished cursing "Damn Xia Yi" for the first time, a red brocade robe fell from above her head and wrapped tightly around her trembling body.

That damn Xia Yi had a sour face: "You little brat, let's go."

Yun Chan's eyes reddened, and her spoiled princess temper flared up: "I'm not leaving, Xia Yi, you big jerk."

Hearing the sob in her voice, the big jerk quickly leaned down and poked her face: "Xiao Chan?"

Her eyes reddened even more: "You damned Xia Yi, I was almost killed a few days ago, but the moment we meet today, all you do is pick a fight with me..."

Xia Yi's heart clenched, and she quickly reached out to hug her: "I'm sorry, Xiao Chan, I... Damn it, you bit me again?!" And it was biting the same spot with perfect precision as last time.

After enduring the pain for a while, even the usually arrogant Master Xia's face contorted in agony. He had no choice but to withdraw his hand and patiently pat her head to comfort her: "Let's go back?"

Yun Chan released her mouth and closed her eyes: "I can't walk."

Xia Yi's eyes, which were brimming with peach blossoms, twitched again and again. The arrogant Xia Yi finally bent down his noble waist: "Get on, I'll carry you."

The woman finally grinned and happily climbed onto his back.

She'd known for a long time that there was someone who argued with her since childhood, but would always eventually give in to her. That's how temper is cultivated.

Miss Yun only loves to torment one person in the entire world. Master Xia only bows down to one person in the entire world.

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As Qianjun quietly slipped away, she marveled at how close she had come to safety, and sped off. Just as she was about to leave the woods, she suddenly came to a sharp halt.

A man in a light blue robe stood under the moonlight, his upright posture inexplicably inspiring a sense of righteousness.

It turns out that Xia Yi wasn't the only one who heard the commotion and came out tonight; Shen Yao was too.

Qianjun recognized the person in front of her and smiled charmingly: "So it's you. Didn't you say I wasn't as pretty as your junior sister? Why did you come all this way to see me?"

The honest Shen Yao was clearly not used to being teased. His posture remained upright, but his handsome face was a little red, though it was not clearly visible in the darkness.

"Witch! You actually kidnapped Miss Yun!"

Qianjun leaped onto the tree beside her, sitting on the trunk and swinging her legs. "Wrong," she said, "I was going to kidnap your junior sister." With a sigh, she added, "I was originally going to slash your junior sister's face, which is as beautiful as a hibiscus flower, but unfortunately, I kidnapped the wrong one."

people."

Shen Yao's expression changed, and he immediately drew his sword, saying, "What a vicious witch! I, Shen, will not let you go today."

"It's all because you wouldn't give me the Hero's Token, and you said I'm not as pretty as Tan Shiyao." Qianjun swung her golden ring to catch Shen Yao's flying sword, then gracefully circled behind him and breathed into his ear. "But what do you plan to do?"

"Who won't let me off the hook?"

Shen Yao's body trembled, and without hesitation, he spun around and swung his sword.

Qianjun quickly retreated, floating two zhang away. Her feet touched the ground, and she looked up at Shen Yao in the tree with her almond-shaped eyes, somewhat dejected. Could it be that she truly lacked talent, and all those years of learning how to be a demoness from her master had been in vain? Even if she had indeed graduated...

This was her first time trying to seduce a man, but judging from his utterly uncompromising attitude, she failed miserably.

Qianjun glared resentfully at Shen Yao, who was attacking her again. Angrily, she pulled out the only gold hairpin from her hair and threw it away. Instantly, her long black hair cascaded down, making Qianjun breathtakingly beautiful in the moonlight. However, Shen Yao didn't even glance at her.