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Chapter 388 Green Smoke
Whether it was out of intuition or instinct, even though it didn't sound particularly threatening and the tone was calm, Zhu Yu felt a sudden chill run down his spine and a strong sense of unease when he heard the fake fortress lord say those words.

Lu Qing shared the same idea as her.

Lu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the fortress lord, his hand already gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?" Lu Qing's hand tightened subtly, ready to strike at any moment.

"Hehe..." The fake fortress lord let out a strange laugh, "Since that's the case, I'll have to try it myself!"

As he spoke, he moved and jumped onto the top of the wall. Although the movement looked very light, it was full of momentum. He knocked the soldiers who were standing on the wall waiting for battle off the wall.

The black figure flashed and jumped off the high wall, disappearing from sight.

Lu Qing quickly jumped onto the wall and climbed over, with Lu Yan following closely behind.

Zhu Yu felt rather powerless. The wall was over ten feet high. Let alone scrambling up it, she didn't even have the strength to climb it. Besides, once she got to the top of the wall, she would have to jump down from the other side.

Fortunately, she wasn't the only one who couldn't get over the wall.

“I know where the door is, come with me!” Yan Daoxin, who was standing next to her, tugged at Zhu Yu’s sleeve, signaling her to follow him.

Although Lu Yan's men couldn't leap up in one go, climbing up in a human ladder was still quite easy.

But the villagers who stayed behind were different. Even though they were all young, they were ordinary people with no martial arts skills. They were worried about how to follow, but when they saw that Yan Daoxin knew where the door was, they all followed.

Fu Lu could have chosen to follow Lu Qing and climb over the wall to get in, but he kept his responsibility firmly in mind, which was to protect Zhu Yu in the chaos. So he could only follow Yan Daoxin and Zhu Yu, his big frame looking miserable, and go around through the door that Yan Daoxin knew.

The gate that Yan Daoxin knew wasn't far from here. When the group of people rushed over, they found Lu Qing and Lu Yan already locked in battle with the fake fortress lord in a small courtyard.

Lu Yan's style is characterized by bold and sweeping movements, but he felt somewhat constrained in such a small space, which made him visibly anxious.

Lu Qing was much more agile than Lu Yan, and was currently exchanging blows with the fake fortress lord, with Fu Wen providing support from the side.

Both men launched fierce attacks, forcing the fake castle lord to only parry and leaving him with no way to retaliate.

The small courtyard was surrounded by Lu Yan's men and strong men who volunteered to stay and help. Given the current situation, unless the fake fortress lord could actually grow a pair of wings from his ribs and fly away, there was absolutely no possibility of escape.

As Lu Qing and Fu Wen gradually forced the fake fortress lord deeper into the courtyard, Lu Yan, who had been anxiously waiting but couldn't do much to help, couldn't help but show a happy expression and breathe a sigh of relief.

But Zhu Yu, who was standing behind, couldn't help but frown.

wrong.

This is very wrong.

It seemed the fake fortress lord was solely focused on escaping, and due to being outnumbered, he was forced into a series of retreats, all of which appeared overly passive. This passive retreat seemed completely unrelated to the question he had just asked.

However, nothing in this world happens without a reason; everything has a cause and effect.

His statement, "There are so many people here now, surely not all of them were brought by you?" was definitely not said without reason!

Zhu Yu sensed something was amiss, so without thinking twice, he shouted, "Beware of a trap!"

Lu Qing immediately heard Zhu Yu's reminder. He had been on high alert and on guard at all times, but unexpectedly, although the fake fortress master was in a state of continuous defeat, his moves were very frequent and his tactics were insidious and cunning, unlike any opponent he had encountered in the past. Although his offensive seemed fierce, he was actually being led by the nose by the opponent and had no way to be distracted.

Zhu Yu's shout instantly brought him back to his senses. He quickly realized the problem and looked at the direction the fake fortress lord was retreating. Without hesitation, he pushed off with his feet, leaped into the air, and thrust his sword forward as if slicing through the night sky.

Seeing that Lu Qing had realized his true intentions, the fake fortress lord stopped pretending and stopped fighting. He turned around and rushed towards a big tree in the courtyard.

His steps were quick, and Lu Qing's offensive was just as fast, the distance between the two of them kept shrinking.

Finally, Lu Qing's sword tip touched the fake fortress lord's back shoulder blade, quickly slicing through the fabric and piercing the flesh beneath the clothes, before emerging from the fake fortress lord's front shoulder socket.

The sword strike was powerful, causing the fake fortress lord to let out a muffled groan. However, his speed did not decrease at all; in fact, it increased slightly. He rushed straight towards the base of the tree, grabbed a ball from under the paw of a stone lion beside the tree, and twisted the ball before anyone else could react.

In an instant, wisps of blue smoke billowed from under every eave.

"Hold your breath!" Seeing that things were going badly, Lu Qing drew his sword and shouted, sealing his own breath as well.

When the others saw the blue smoke, they realized something was amiss. Some quickly held their breath, while others, unable to hold their breath, instinctively held theirs.

The fake fortress lord steadied himself, leaning against the stone lion, one hand covering his injured shoulder. His black clothes concealed his injuries, but the blood seeping from between his fingers soon revealed them.

He was also seriously injured by Lu Qing's sword.

However, he was no longer flustered. Even though his face was completely covered by a veil and nothing could be seen, one could still sense that he was quite pleased with himself.

Lu Qing, Lu Yan, and the others pointed their swords at the fake fortress lord. Because they needed to hold their breath and could not make any rash moves, they still kept a close eye on him, not giving him any chance to escape.

At the same time, they also had to keep an eye on the people around them, fearing any sudden changes.

As the smoke spread wider and wider, enveloping the entire courtyard in a cloud of blue smoke, Lu Qing and his fellow martial arts practitioners were somewhat able to hold their breath, but the ordinary soldiers and the able-bodied men who stayed behind couldn't bear to hold their breath for so long.

Some people couldn't hold it in any longer and exhaled the stale air from their chests with a "pfft," then subconsciously took a deep breath, only to be choked by the smoke and start coughing.

More and more people are losing their breath, and even Zhu Yu is nearing the limit of what he can hold on to.

Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer. After exhausting her last bit of breath, she had to take a shallow breath to avoid suffocating.