Xuanxia

Chapter 276: The Kind Knight and the Witch (Part )
Compared with the past, Hua Xiaolan has changed a lot in both appearance and temperament.

She was still wearing Miao clothing, and her height had not changed much, still the same little girl two years ago, but her facial features had grown a lot more and became more mature, and her temperament seemed much colder, like a piece of black ice that could not be melted.

If she was still a girl in the past, she is now a petite woman.

Also, her skin was... abnormally pale.

Whether it was her face or the wrists and waist exposed between her clothes, they were all so white that they seemed to be without a trace of blood!
Not to mention that there were a lot of bloodstains on her clothes, clearly she was badly injured.

Hua Xiaolan did not notice Hua Wuying. She looked coldly at the big men who were rushing towards her and threw away her black robe.

The black robe rolled towards the enemy, and she gently retreated while pulling out a jade flute.

She handed the jade flute to her lips and blew it gently.

A strange and melodious tune arose slowly, and the black robe suddenly disintegrated, breaking into countless black bees that pounced on the enemy!
In just a moment, the man who was rushing in the front was hit all over the face and body by black bees. His momentum stopped and he let out a terrified and heart-wrenching roar!

Seeing this, the people following behind him all widened their eyes and slowed down their pace in fear.

But Hua Xiaolan did not give them a chance to regret.

There was a fierce light flashing in her eyes, and her slender fingers that were wiping across the flute holes changed like lightning, and the melody instantly became more passionate and sharp.

In the blink of an eye, those black bees instantly split into two, two into four, and split into even more densely packed black bees, rushing towards the other big men around!
During this process, the first big man fell to the ground with a thud. Black bees flew off his body, revealing his horrible appearance.

The big man's whole body was black and swollen, and he looked like a big inflated ball. His clothes were torn apart. He was not dead, but he was in more pain than death. His eyes were full of despair and pain. He could not even scream. He could only roll in vain, and black blood kept flowing from his seven orifices.

Seeing this situation, Hua Wuying frowned and finally could not sit still anymore.

With a clang, the iron sword was unsheathed!

He instantly disappeared beside the tea table and dodged into the swarm of black bees!
Facing the swarm of black bees that made life worse than death, there was no fear in Hua Wuying's eyes.

The iron sword in his hand spun like the wind, and in just a moment, whirlwinds blew up. The swarms of bees were attracted by the sword wind before they could get close to him, and flew around the sword without knowing it, turning into a large buzzing black cloud.

Hua Xiaolan frowned slightly and slowly put down the jade flute.

As for the other men, they were all scared out of their wits when they saw the miserable state of their companions and the swarm of black bees rushing towards them. Some of them fell directly to the ground, while some of the fast runners jumped on their horses and ran half a mile.

There was a sound of sword ringing, and Hua Wuying looked solemn and shook his wrist lightly!
The iron sword trembled very quickly, making a pleasant and crisp whistling sound. Countless soft but sharp gusts of wind poured out, piercing through the dense swarm of black bees and shooting them all down!
In the blink of an eye, the large groups of black bees had already landed on the ground.

After they landed on the ground, they did not look like insect corpses, but turned into countless tiny black rags, and then seemed to be burned and turned into green smoke and dissipated.

"Junior Sister Hua."

Hua Wuying said softly: "I hope you are well."

"So it's you." Hua Xiaolan sneered, "Do you think I'm okay?"

Hua Wuying smiled helplessly, but soon he turned his gaze to the trembling men behind him, and finally his gaze stopped on the man on the ground who was swollen like a ball and black all over.

"Did they hurt you so badly?" he asked.

Hua Xiaolan curled her lips in disdain: "Are they worthy?"

"I think so." Hua Wuying smiled slightly: "If that's the case, why bother to kill him?"

"Is he dead? Why did I kill him?"

Hua Xiaolan sneered, stepped on her own bloody footprints, and came closer little by little: "Don't worry, he won't die. On the contrary, he will live for a very long time - it's just that he probably doesn't want to live that long, hehe."

Hua Wuying exhaled lightly: "What did he do wrong that he needs to atone for his sins in such a cruel way?"

"You ask them?" Hua Xiaolan blinked her big eyes, but there was no innocence in her eyes, instead they were full of coldness.

"I...you stole our things! And you killed our brothers!"

A big man who failed to escape and sat on the ground trembled and said: "We just want justice!"

Hua Xiaolan sneered: "Your things? The flowers and plants on the wild mountains are also your things?"

"Th-those are the herbs we grow!"

The man stiffened his neck and begged Hua Wuying for help: "Sir, it was this witch who was unreasonable and killed people by stealing things!"

Hua Wuying turned his gaze to Hua Xiaolan again.

“What herbs do you grow?”

But she didn't even look at Hua Wuying. Her eyes were cold as she continued to approach step by step: "How old are you? Can you still grow a hundred-year-old herb? The herb is in an uninhabited valley, surrounded by poisonous things. Do you have the ability to get close? You are just a group of greedy bandits!"

"It's fine that you claim to be the king of the road, but you thought I was a weak woman. When you saw me picking herbs, you wanted to take my money and do something to me..." When she said this, her smile became weird: "Even if I kill you all, what's wrong with that?"

At this moment, she happened to come to Hua Wuying's side and passed by him. The jade flute was raised again in the frightened eyes of those bandits!
But just as the jade flute was about to reach her lips, Hua Wuying's hand gently pressed on her arm.

"how?"

Hua Xiaolan's eyes were slightly mocking: "Young Alliance Leader, are you going to stand up for the bandits?"

"Whether they are bandits or not is not something you can say for sure." Hua Wuying said softly, "Since it is unclear whether they are right or wrong, why don't you come with me to the nearby government office to make a decision."

"Government?"

Hearing this, Hua Xiaolan almost laughed out loud: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"The underworld has its own rules..." Hua Wuying said seriously, "If they were really bandits who wanted to attack you, and you killed them to protect yourself, that would be fine; but now they have lost the power to resist, and are far from being your opponents. Killing them all and making their lives worse than death is definitely not a good deed."

"Junior Sister Hua, if you are sure they are bandits, how about you come with me to send them to the government for judgment?"

Hua Xiaolan shook her head in disdain: "So pedantic!"

She ignored Hua Wuying and continued walking towards the big men.

The big men were so frightened that they were covered in cold sweats and tried frantically to get up and run away.

"Wait!"

Hua Wuying was about to reach out to pull Hua Xiaolan, but he saw Hua Xiaolan's figure sway, like a phantom, and turned into a butterfly flying in the sky in front of him. His hand also became light and he caught nothing.

By the time he reacted, Hua Xiaolan had already bypassed him and appeared a few steps away, and the sound of the jade flute rang out again!

In an instant, the surrounding land suddenly opened up silently, and snakes, insects, rats and ants crawled out one after another, crawling towards the fleeing men at an extremely fast speed.

Hua Wuying was shocked and was about to stop her with his sword, but he saw Hua Xiaolan glance sideways and gave him a cold look.

The next second, he felt a strong sense of dizziness, and the hand holding the sword became extremely numb. However, when he swung the sword, his hand became completely uncontrollable, and the iron sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Hua Wuying was startled and looked down, only to find that his palm was pitch black.

"I was poisoned?! When?!"

He was shocked and looked up at Hua Xiaolan.

"Don't worry... Young Alliance Leader."

Hua Xiaolan smiled faintly: "I won't do anything to you, I just want you to be quiet."

As she spoke, she continued to play the jade flute.

The insects and ants swarmed towards the fleeing bandits like a raging tide, and soon they tripped them one by one and crawled all over their bodies.

Hua Wuying wanted to stop it, but the world was spinning in front of his eyes, his chest was stuffy and he wanted to vomit, and his hands and feet were completely powerless. He half-knelt on the ground unconsciously and could only groan through gritted teeth.

The few customers left in the tea shop had almost all fled when the black bee swarm appeared, leaving only the poor tea shop owner shivering in the corner.

He leaned over the table, eyes wide open, watching in horror as the swarm of insects covered the big man and then disappeared, leaving only one big man after another, swollen like a ball, black all over, in agony worse than death. Finally, he ran out of breath and fainted with a "click" of fright.

Watching these people who came to seek revenge fall one by one, Hua Xiaolan smiled with satisfaction.

She walked lightly to Hua Wuying's side, stretched out her finger and lightly touched his chin.

"Young Alliance Leader, you will be fine soon."

There was a hint of fatigue in her eyes, and she said softly, "Just don't stop me from doing things in the future."

Hua Wuying looked at the big men writhing in pain, his eyes full of guilt and struggle.

He watched helplessly as Hua Xiaolan walked towards the horse step by step...then, her body tilted and fell down.

Hua Wuying: “?!?!”

His mind gradually became clear, the strength in his body was recovering bit by bit, and the black color on his palm slowly faded away.

With that little bit of strength he had, he managed to pick up the sword, used it as a crutch, and supported himself to come to Hua Xiaolan's side.

She had her eyes closed, her breathing weak, and had fainted on the ground. Blood was slowly flowing from her body. A horse beside her was snorting in confusion, with innocence in its eyes.

(End of this chapter)