Xuanxia

Chapter 370 Friends, Enemies

"You are not Wu Yan."

Upon hearing Fu Qingzhou's words, the man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing only the two eyes that were exposed under his mask.

But before he could do anything, shouts and screams were heard from the hole on the roof again. Several people jumped down and fought with the man in black again.

"Big brother."

Tang Jiao whispered, "What should we do?"

Before Fu Qingzhou could answer, Qiu Chan curled her lips and said, "What can I do? I can't play cards anymore and I can't live in a room anymore. Let's change rooms."

They booked two rooms, one for Fu Qingzhou himself, which was the room they were staying in...the other room, of course, was Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan's room.

They quietly walked around the people who were fighting and pushed the door open to leave.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he came face to face with several killers covered in blood.

This group of people were the same half-baked killers who were in the lobby before. Judging from their appearance, they must have fought with the men in black to some extent, and they had many scars on their bodies. At this moment, they were waving weapons, rushing across the corridor, and killing towards this side.

But when they saw Fu Qingzhou and the other two walking out of the room, they were still stunned.

"They're fighting inside."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Let's go to another place. You guys continue. Please let me pass by for a moment."

The killers: “…”

Fu Qingzhou, Tang Jiao and Qiu Chan remained calm as they chatted and laughed as they squeezed past the group of killers and walked into another room.

Those people ignored them and waited until they left before continuing to rush into the room.

For a moment, the shouts and cries of killing were so deafening that the floor panels were buzzing with noise.

But at this moment, a creaking sound suddenly came from the corridor.

The sound was originally very slight and should have been inconspicuous amid the loud and resounding sounds of fighting.

But for some reason, this gentle sound seemed to be stepped in the rhythmic intervals of countless loud sounds of fighting and killing, and it seemed extremely clear.

That was the sound of a door opening.

Fu Qingzhou and the others turned their heads and happened to see a confused woman sticking her head out from the crack of the door, staring blankly.

Looking at her sleepy appearance, it seems that she had just been woken up from her sleep and came out to watch the fun.

But when she poked her head out, she awakened all the killers in the corridor!

Yes! This woman...is related to Wu Yan!
In an instant, all the killers who were still in the corridor suddenly woke up, turned their heads abruptly and rushed towards the woman!
The woman seemed unaware of the ill intentions of these people and just stood there in a daze.

Soon, one of the killers' hands reached out to her swan-slender neck... Even if this grab didn't strangle her to death, it would probably take away half her life.

But the next moment, a cold light flashed between the buildings!
Blood splattered and screams rang out.

Tang Jiao stood in front of the woman with a cold face. A short, snow-white, mysterious and transparent spiritual sword was suspended above her shoulder, exuding a chilling aura.

The killer just now took several steps back with a pale face and looked down at his wrist.

I saw that his right hand was broken at the wrist!

Only then did his severed hand fall to the ground with a plop.

The woman remained unaware and just watched it all in a daze.

"You damn pervert, this woman... doesn't seem right."

Qiu Chan whispered beside Fu Qingzhou: "She seems to be stupid."

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly without saying anything, his hand gently resting on the hilt of the long sword.

"You?!" The killer whose hand was cut off covered the broken part of his hand, sweating profusely, and yelled, "You guys want to interfere?!"

The other killers didn't say anything, but their eyes had turned cold and murderous intent began to spread towards Fu Qingzhou and the other three.

"Hey, you guys..."

Qiu Chan blinked, stood beside Tang Jiao, stroked the soft sword at her waist, and smiled charmingly: "If you want to kill Wu Yan, just kill him. Why do you want to kill a woman? She is not Wu Yan."

"She is Wu Yan's!"

One assassin said in a muffled voice: "It has long been spread on the street that the last person Wu Yan saw before he defected from Xiyu Pavilion was her, and he was placed here. With her, there is no need to worry about not being able to kill Wu Yan!"

While they were talking, the sounds of fighting in the room gradually died down.

Da da da.

The man in black, holding a rapier and covered in blood, walked out of the room slowly with thick and sticky blood under his feet.

It was unknown how much of the blood on his body was his own and how much was the enemy's. The assassins were startled and turned their heads sharply.

A chill rose from their eyes.

In front was the Hidden Dragon Fu Qingzhou... Somehow, they seemed to have offended him.

Behind him is probably their target this time, Wu Yan!
Being made into dumplings?!
"Don't touch her."

The man in black said in a low and deep voice: "She is mine."

Hearing this, Fu Qingzhou's mouth corners suddenly curled up again - what he thought was right, the man in black was not Wu Yan at all.

In that case, who is he?
Why should we stand up for Wu Yan?

Now is obviously not the time to discuss this issue.

The killers hesitated for a moment, but finally turned around and killed the man in black.

Perhaps they felt that Fu Qingzhou was more terrifying than Wu Yan, or perhaps they thought that giving up the goal that was right in front of them in order to snatch a woman was a bit too far-fetched, so they finally turned around.

But these people are not enough for the men in black to kill.

He fought from the rooftop to this place, and all the assassins from Xiyu Pavilion hiding in the surroundings were killed by him.

To him, the remaining roving killers were nothing more than a bunch of minions.

He rushed into the middle of the killers like a wolf into a flock of sheep, and a large cloud of blood mist rose in an instant!
"You just said that he is not Wu Yan."

Qiu Chan looked at Fu Qingzhou: "Why?"

"I have fought with Wu Yan...many times." Fu Qingzhou responded: "He has a talent, which is that he doesn't feel pain at all."

"But this man in black is different."

"When the enemy attacks, as long as the attack is not aimed at his vital points, he will not dodge or avoid it; but when he is stabbed or chopped, his body will involuntarily twitch a little, which is a manifestation of pain."

"He's just pretending to be someone who doesn't feel any pain."

As he spoke, the man in black had slit the throats of the killers in the corridor one by one.

These guys who were shouting that they wanted to kill people just now were now collapsed on the ground, lying in a mess all over the corridor, with their heads tilted and their eyes wide open, lifeless.

The man in black, holding a sword, walked over the corpses on the ground and approached step by step.

There was no emotion in his exposed eyes, and he looked more dead than a dead person.

"What about you?"

At this moment, Fu Qingzhou suddenly asked: "Do you want to kill this woman, or take her away?"

The man in black stopped and looked him up and down. A muffled voice came from under the black cloth covering his face: "Since this has nothing to do with you, leave. Otherwise, you will die anyway."

Tang Jiao snorted coldly, flicked her jade fingers slightly, and the magic sword circled around her arm, making a crisp sword sound. The sword body was slightly raised, and the tip of the sword pointed at the man in black, ready to attack.

Qiu Chan also smiled coldly, stretched out her hand and flicked it, and the soft sword appeared in her hand like a spirit snake, buzzing.

But the next second, Fu Qingzhou blocked their way.

"Originally we were just watching the fun, but we couldn't stand the fact that you attacked a defenseless woman... But I think it's quite interesting."

He smiled calmly and said slowly: "You are not Wu Yan, but you stand up for him and want to snatch this woman. There are only two possibilities."

"First, you are his friend in Xiyu Pavilion. He cannot come himself, so he asks you to attract other people's attention."

"But I think this is wrong. If you want to attract other people's attention, Wu Yan should take this opportunity to take this woman away... More importantly..."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I don't think Wu Yan can think of such a trick. He will just kill his way forward like you did."

"So, it can only be the second possibility."

He narrowed his eyes and looked directly into the eyes of the man in black: "You are here to kill Wu Yan as well, but you plan to pretend to be helping him. First, kill all the nearby competitors, then take away his woman, lure him out... and then take action."

"After all, you saw us protect this woman from those assassins. If you are Wu Yan's friend, even if you don't thank us, you shouldn't say you want to kill us."

When he said these words, the woman hiding behind them just blinked her eyes with a confused look on her face.

After a moment of silence, the man in black asked softly, "Are you done?"

"I know you don't care."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "I'm not saying this to you... I'm saying this to Wu Yan. Now, he knows that you are his enemy."

Upon hearing this, the black-clothed man's pupils shrank suddenly!
At the same moment, a "corpse" that was deader than dead at his feet suddenly jumped up!

(End of this chapter)