"Yes, that's right. The master also instructed that once you arrive, you should take Young Master Xia away, and a carriage should be provided for you. Then, Huang Ying will accompany you to the Trial Valley to meet the master." The woman in yellow was named Huang Ying, and she was just like the spirited oriole in the treetops! It seemed that the woman in yellow was born with a smiling face. From the moment Wu Liuyin saw her until now, her expression had always been smiling, just like her master, Murong Fanghua.
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☆、056
Murong Fanghua's thinking is really 'thorough'!
Following the woman in yellow's guidance, Wu Liuyin entered the room and was immediately greeted by a strong smell of medicine. The person on the bed was leaning against the bedpost, wiping a yellowed book.
"Who are you? The one who saved me?" Xia Zhiheng looked up and saw the person who had come, just like the last person he saw before he fainted that day, and immediately asked.
“Well, not entirely. Murong Fanghua was also involved. I’ve come today to take you away. Are you willing to follow me?” Wu Liuyin nodded lightly, looking at Xia Zhiheng, who had not yet recovered, and asked.
"My life was saved by my benefactor. My benefactor said that I, Xia, would serve him to the death. Unfortunately, I have been harmed by villains and have lost all my spiritual power. I am powerless. If I follow my benefactor, I will only be a burden..." Xia Zhiheng lowered his head and stopped speaking sadly.
"Raise your head, don't look like a stray dog. If you believe in me, follow me and I guarantee you will have all your spiritual power, even more than before. If you don't believe me, then go ahead and wallow in the brothels." Wu Liuyin scolded. She looked down on those who wallowed in depravity. So what if they were crippled? They would get back up wherever they fell.
Xia Zhiheng raised his head, and his dim eyes seemed to instantly become bright and clear. His face showed some excitement, and he immediately got off the bed and knelt down. His loud voice rang out: "What my benefactor says is true. Xia Zhiheng is willing to follow my benefactor through fire and water, and be loyal to him without wavering." Every word was sincere and without any falsehood.
Huang Ying stood aside and scrutinized Wu Liuyin again. Dressed in green, she exuded a cold and aloof air, possessing the bearing of a queen. She lacked the affectation of a typical girl and instead displayed a dashing and icy demeanor. Her rebuke just now, though not loud, carried a powerful and intimidating tone. To be able to witness the majestic aura of her master's beloved at a glance and be intimidated by it, she was truly an extraordinary woman. It was a pity that her face was covered. For the first time, Huang Ying was curious about what someone's face looked like!
"Alright, let's pack up and head to Jucai Inn early tomorrow morning. We'll set off for Trial Valley together." Wu Liuyin said, then turned and left before Xia Zhiheng could react.
Huang Ying didn't chase after her; what a cold and aloof woman!
The moment Xia Zhiheng agreed to Wu Liuyin's request, he knew he had found a good master. The once-renowned top assassin of Shanghai suddenly felt a warmth in his cold heart. He vowed that one day he would regain his martial arts prowess and spiritual power, and he would surely punish the one who killed him—that smiling, treacherous man with a dark face!
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☆、057
As night fell, the autumn wind howled. Wu Liuyin, wearing only a thin garment, lay on the roof of the inn, gazing up at the twinkling stars, seemingly unaffected by the bone-chilling cold. A bag of roasted chicken sat beside her.
Why hasn't Liehuo returned yet?
He sat up, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the inn, his cold face appearing particularly indifferent in the moonlight!
Liehuo watched Wu Liuyin from a distance, shook his head, sighed, and leaped off the roof.
Before long, a figure appeared at the entrance of the inn. Liehuo looked up and exchanged glances with Wu Liuyin, then smiled slightly.
"Did you buy my roast chicken? Otherwise, I won't talk to you." Liehuo had an arrogant expression on his face, not like a servant at all. Indeed, he didn't have any of the qualities a servant should have. Instead, he acted like a master, sometimes arrogant and domineering, sometimes pretending to be stupid and cute.
"Yes, five of them," Mai Ryu-ne smiled and nodded in response.
Those who understand the raging fire can dance with the sound of Liuyin; but there is no one who truly understands the dance of Liuyin!
Inside the room, Liehuo was gnawing on a roasted chicken without any regard for appearances, leaving chicken bones scattered all over the floor. Wu Liuyin leaned against the bed and watched Liehuo's unseemly eating.
"I'm going to sleep now," she said, turning over and curling up to sleep! Some say that curling up to sleep is because of a lack of security since childhood, and perhaps this explanation is true for Mai Ryuin!
Liehuo stopped what he was doing, and tested whether Wu Liuyin was asleep. After confirming that Wu Liuyin was sound asleep, he suddenly disappeared from the room.
The backyard of the Lian family was brightly lit. Lie Huo watched Lian Meiyang's every move from afar. He clearly sensed Wu Qiyuan's spiritual power, but why did it disappear again after following the spiritual power to the Lian residence?!
It turned out that Liehuo deliberately got angry and made an excuse to leave. He didn't want to talk to Wu Liuyin about these things because he didn't want to see her struggling, and besides, Murong Fanghua was there. Before Wu Liuyin, he had a soul contract with Wu Qiyuan. His life and even his entire life would be inextricably linked to Wu Qiyuan's bloodline. When Wu Qiyuan's spiritual power disappeared, he transferred the contract to Wu Liuyin. However, as long as Wu Qiyuan had spiritual power again, he could still sense it. This was the highest level of bloodline contract. As long as they were of the same lineage, they could sign the contract for generations, one generation accompanying the next.
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☆、058 Neither Enemy Nor Friend Phoenix Cloud
Just as Liehuo was deep in thought, Lian Meiyang's figure disappeared from the room, and the lights in the room went out!
Liehuo narrowed his eyes, when suddenly a cold, enchanting voice broke the silence.
"Fire? So you're still alive?"
Liehuo 'whooshed' around, his body stiffened, and he instantly moved away from where he had been hiding, his narrow eyes carefully scrutinizing the person speaking not far away.
The man was dressed in a black, fitted robe, with a piece of fine Hetian white jade hanging from his waist. His hands were behind his back, and he exuded an aloof and immaculate air. In the darkness, he resembled a bloodthirsty demon. His deep features made his dark eyes even more captivating.
"Who are you? How do you know me?" Liehuo asked the man warily.
The man's lips curled into a wicked smile, a smile so enchanting that it seemed to melt the sun and moon, and make everything else pale in comparison!
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed, and Liehuo felt a tightness in his throat, his breath was instantly blocked, and he could not move his body.
"Perhaps you no longer recognize me, but I will never forget your flamboyant red hair. Liehuo, don't put yourself in danger. 'It' is not something a thousand-year-old golden fox like you can handle. Otherwise, you will suffer the same fate as Wu Qiyuan and the Nalan family, disappearing from this world. You'd better tell Wu Liuyin not to act rashly either. The time is not yet ripe. First, strengthen your abilities and expand your strength." The man's expression was gloomy as he spoke as if giving instructions.
Liehuo's face flushed red as he cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I'm only not fully recovered yet, otherwise I would have crippled this arrogant mortal, how dare he manipulate him like this!" But the man's words also caught his attention. Did 'it' refer to the Iron-Faced Black Man? Who exactly was the person in front of him? Why would someone who was neither friend nor foe say such things?
"Who...are you?" Liehuo managed to utter a few words with difficulty. He just wanted to know who the person in front of him was. They must have known each other before, but he had no recollection of it. Although he hadn't recovered, his spiritual power was already above purple, and he was about to break through to the initial stage of liberation. This person could control him so easily; he must be extraordinary!
What exactly was involved in the massacre of the Nalan family fifteen years ago? What was the purpose of that 'it'?
The man, who had left behind the three words "Feng Yunduan," gave a wicked smile before disappearing into the night.
Liehuo frowned, cursed under his breath, and dejectedly returned to the inn. Feng Yunduan? Did he know her?
The next morning, as dawn broke, Wu Liuyin woke up, washed up, and headed towards the weapon forging workshop across the street.
Today, the big man was no longer silently forging weapons, but was instead inlaying crystals onto an iron suit on a wooden frame.
Wu Liuyin raised an eyebrow and saw that the crystal she received as payment was simply to be inlaid on this seemingly ordinary iron armor?!?
"The things are on that table over there, get them yourself," the big man said in a sullen tone, without looking at Wu Liuyin.
Wu Liuyin ignored it, walked to the table, picked up her own design, and found that the craftsmanship was indeed exquisite, with no part being wrong. It was called the Divine Bow and Crossbow. This was the name Wu Liuyin gave it. The crossbow was the king of hidden weapons. The Divine Bow and Crossbow was not big, with a total of ten shots. It could be tied to the wrist. It was exquisite and easy to carry. It could be hidden on the body and no one would know about it. However, it was extremely powerful. To give an example, one shot from the Divine Bow and Crossbow could penetrate a ten-meter-thick wall on the spot. Its speed was like a bullet passing through a hall.
The only shortcoming was that the shaft was not strong enough. If there was an opportunity in the future, she would definitely use rhinoceros sinew to make the shaft, which would surely be twice as effective. Wu Liuyin tied the divine crossbow to her hand with satisfaction, and also put on a black, shiny iron rust mask.
"Thanks," Wu Liuyin said, then strode out and returned to the inn.
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☆、Departure at 059
When Wu Liuyin returned to the inn, Huang Ying was already waiting in the lobby, pushing Xia Zhiheng in a wheelchair.
“My benefactor, I’m ready.” Xia Zhiheng looked up, his bright eyes filled with determination.
“Okay, if you’re going to follow me, call me Liuyin from now on. Don’t always call me your benefactor. What’s your full name?” Wu Liuyin nodded and said.
At this moment, Liehuo had already come downstairs yawning, his sleepy eyes not yet fully open, and his fiery red, flamboyant hair made him look exceptionally devilish.
"Yes, Miss Liuyin, Xia Zhiheng understands," Xia Zhiheng said calmly. Although he couldn't see her face under the bamboo hat, the aloofness emanating from Wu Liuyin made Xia Zhiheng feel a little heartache.
After breakfast, the four of them boarded the carriage that Murong Fanghua had prepared in advance!
The air was slightly cool in the early autumn morning. Wu Liuyin tightened her clothes and got into the carriage with Xia Zhiheng, leaving the wheelchair inside the inn.
The carriage was luxuriously decorated and spacious, with a layer of cotton cloth on the soft couch, making it comfortable to sit on. As expected of the Crown Prince, his work was impeccable. Wu Liuyin had originally wanted to ride quickly to the Trial Valley, but Xia Zhiheng hadn't fully recovered, so they had to take the carriage. Since they had decided to bring Xia Zhiheng along, they couldn't abandon him. After everyone was seated in the carriage, a fleeting shadow appeared before their eyes—Liehuo's flamboyant red hair came into view.
"Go drive the carriage," Wu Liuyin said, her brows furrowed as she looked at Liehuo, her voice neither loud nor soft.
Liehuo was taken aback, then looked at Liuyin with his big eyes and blinked them with great charm.
Huang Ying's eyes immediately lit up with delight. She rested her chin on her hands and exclaimed softly, "What an adorable creature! How can we let such a cute one drive? What if the wind and frost damage its skin? Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity!"
Liehuo rolled his eyes at Huang Ying beside him, and without saying a word went out to drive the carriage. He simply couldn't stand such a silly woman.
When Liehuo glared at her, Huangying immediately shut up, but her eyes kept glancing at Liehuo sitting by the door.
Wu Liuyin glanced at Huang Ying: "Zhiheng is ill and hasn't recovered yet, which is why I rode in the carriage your master prepared and accommodated you. If you want to come with us, you'd better shut up. I prefer peace and quiet."
Huang Ying broke out in a cold sweat. They were indeed not easy to get along with. But what could she do? She was naturally easy to talk to. There was no other way but to get on good terms with the future Crown Princess in advance. Otherwise, that foxy man Murong Fanghua would surely reward her with several handsome men.
Looking at Xia Zhiheng's pale face, Wu Liuyin frowned, took a deep breath, and decided to lean back on the soft couch, close her eyes, and take a nap.
The carriage started moving. Although the journey was a bit bumpy, the carriage was quite comfortable and the ride was not uncomfortable.
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