Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 246 Ah Qing, I'm late

"How could it be you?" Jiang Liuyun looked at the person who attacked him, his eyes full of surprise.

He dodged the palm strike by sidestepping and grabbed the overly thin wrist of the person who had come to him.

But that wrist was quite flexible, and after a moment it reached down, trying to attack Jiang Liuyun's lower body.

Left with no other choice, Jiang Liuyun released his grip and rolled back a few steps.
"Monster, do you now intend to betray your master?"

The person called "monster" didn't react to these words, and with the gentle flute music, the attack quickened.

But Lin Zhiqing, who was behind the rock, narrowed his eyes.

She stood up and confirmed that it was Di Ren who was fighting Jiang Liuyun, which confirmed her suspicions.

It is known that the flute player was one of Liu Mang's men.

If Jiang Liuyun had no relation to Liu Mang, how could he be accused of betraying his master?
Only if Liu Mang is working for Jiang Liuyun can it be concluded that the flute player's master is Jiang Liuyun.

Fortunately, I managed to get Lin Yangyang to retrieve the flute player amidst the chaos.

She had been trying to restore the flute player's sanity, but with little success.

So, over a period of two months, he used soothing flute music to remove Liu Mang's control from the flute player's mind.

Now, only her flute music can awaken the flute player throughout the world.

Lin Zhiqing was not confident that he could bring only Lin Yangyang with him to Bianliang this time.

She knew that Jiang Liuyun was very likely to come after her, so she took the risk of bringing the flute player out with her.

Looking back now, this approach was clearly the right one.

But the flute player can hold Jiang Liuyun back for a while, but not forever.

Jiang Liuyun's strength was even greater than she had imagined.

Judging by the timeline, according to her plan, she should have already taken care of things with Lin Yangyang.

After briefly reviewing these events in his mind, Lin Zhiqing slowly took a step, intending to escape Jiang Liuyun's sight while the flute player was entangled in the fight.

Jiang Liuyun used other people to lure Lin Yangyang away, which means that he was wary of Lin Yangyang and was not confident that he could defeat her.

With Lin Zhiqing capable of protecting herself, she and Lin Yangyang turned the tables and deliberately made it appear as if Lin Yangyang had been lured away.

Her purpose was to see what Jiang Liuyun's purpose was.

Now the facts are clear: Jiang Liuyun not only wants to kill her, but also wants to deal with the Lin family.

The woods ahead were where she and Lin Yangyang had agreed to meet.

She herself has no martial arts skills. If she falls into Jiang Liuyun's hands, she will be like a fish on a chopping board, at his mercy.

As Lin Zhiqing moved quickly, Jiang Liuyun blocked the flute player's attack.

Seeing Lin Zhiqing escape into the dense forest and out of his sight, his expression turned serious. He grabbed the fist that the flute player was attacking and pulled him to the ground.

But Di Ren flipped over and broke free from Jiang Liuyun's restraint.

The two fought fiercely, neither gaining the upper hand.

At the same time, Lin Zhiqing, who had entered the woods, stopped playing the flute.

As she goes further and further away, her control over the flute player will become weaker and weaker.

It doesn't matter whether you stop early or late.

No matter how strong the flute player is, he only knows some mechanical moves, which are easily countered by Jiang Liuyun, who is familiar with the flute player.

It won't last long.

Water droplets were falling down her face, and Lin Zhiqing could no longer tell whether it was rain or sweat.

But not long after she left, she heard a faint, strange noise behind her.

That was the sound of flowers, grass, and branches being moved by people.

Caught up so quickly?

Lin Zhiqing immediately covered her nose and took out a packet of powder, sprinkling it on the spot where she was standing.

She then quickly hid behind the nearest large tree, using the bushes for cover. Holding a flute in her left hand and a handful of powder in her right, she lowered her breathing.

Before long, the sound grew closer, stopping precisely where Lin Zhiqing had just been standing. As expected, Jiang Liuyun's voice rang out:
"All your pointless tricks are in vain. I never intended to leave empty-handed after making this trip."

"Qing'er, I want the Lin family, and I want you too."

His tone was extremely confident, as if the entire Lin family was already his.

Lin Zhiqing didn't move and didn't listen to what he said.

Jiang Liuyun sneered and moved with ghostly speed, looking around.

Lin Zhiqing was unsure whether the powder she had just sprinkled had any effect; she was calculating the distance between herself and the flute player.

If he plays the flute now, will he be able to summon the flute player before Jiang Liuyun catches him?
Even if it doesn’t work, it has to work!
Lin Zhiqing raised the flute and brought it to her lips.

"call out!"

Just as she was about to play the flute, a whooshing sound rang out.

Lin Zhiqing felt a sharp pain in her wrist, followed by a tingling sensation, and her hand involuntarily loosened its grip.

The flute fell to the ground, landing steadily in a hand.

"Qing'er, I told you, you can't escape my grasp." The flute twirled in Jiang Liuyun's hand.

He then flipped it over and lifted Lin Zhiqing's chin.

When Jiang Liuyun met Lin Zhiqing's calm and serene eyes, he felt as if he had been stung, and his movements became somewhat disjointed for a moment.

Lin Zhiqing noticed this and slightly raised his right hand.

Jiang Liuyun suppressed the strange emotions in his heart:
"You have committed a grave crime by harboring a flute player..."

It's now!

Lin Zhiqing seized the opportunity and raised his right hand.

A cloud of white powder rose up, and Jiang Liuyun quickly retreated, holding his breath.

He was wearing a face mask, and his mouth and nose were still intact, but his vision had become blurred.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Zhiqing ran to the side.

Jiang Liuyun realized he had been ambushed. He brushed off the powder and used his hearing to locate Lin Zhiqing's position.

He moved quickly and was beside Lin Zhiqing in an instant.

He pulled Lin Zhiqing into his arms, gripping her neck tightly, his tone filled with undisguised impatience:
"Qing'er, you're really restless."

Lin Zhiqing felt her breathing becoming increasingly difficult, and she struggled and pulled hard on Jiang Liuyun's arm.

Jiang Liuyun wiped his face with the rain, but his hand on Lin Zhiqing's neck did not tighten for a long time.

Instead, he playfully tore off the amulet she was wearing.

Lin Zhiqing felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart, as if pricked by a needle.

But the feeling of suffocation made her unaware of the subtle pain.

Her thoughts raced, and she realized that Jiang Liuyun was waiting for her to back down!
Realizing this, she gradually stopped struggling.

Although I don't know why Jiang Liuyun didn't kill him, nothing is more important than living!
Just a little longer, just a little longer.

As planned, Lin Yangyang arrived soon.
As he felt the woman in his arms gradually slow down, Jiang Liuyun's lips curled up, but before he could form a complete smile, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out.

hidden weapon!

Jiang Liuyun quickly pushed Lin Zhiqing aside, kicked a tree beside him, used the momentum to jump up, and dodged...

That was an arrow!

Upon gaining his freedom, Lin Zhiqing, who was lying on the ground, coughed violently, his chest heaving.

Has my cousin arrived?
As this question arose in his mind, the sound of an arrow piercing a tree rang out, followed by a familiar sound:
"Damn it, how dare they harm our Miss Zhiqing? They're courting death!"

It's not Lin Yangyang!
It's Yun Feng!
Then, Yun Feng's figure passed through Lin Zhiqing and flew into a fierce battle with Jiang Liuyun.

Immediately, another dark figure landed in front of Lin Zhiqing, picked her up, and took dozens of steps back.

His tone was filled with intense self-blame and helplessness:

"Sorry, Qing, I'm late!"