Her guards

Chapter 234 Under the Night
Flames erupted, and chaos instantly erupted among the people inside.

"what happened?"

"Put out the fire!"

The men near the door instinctively rushed over to put out the fire, but as soon as they got close, two cold glints flashed past.

The two men coughed up blood and knelt on the ground.

The noisy room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the newcomer's face.

Illuminated by the firelight burning on the ground, one could see a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a handsome face, but also an unfamiliar face.

They did arrange for someone to impersonate a shop assistant, but at this time, this shop assistant was not one of theirs.

Could he be a real shop assistant?
How would the shop assistant know the secret signal for knocking on the door?

No, why would a real shop assistant come inside and set a fire, with two swords in his hand?

Could it be... that we've stumbled into a shady business?!
"Who are you!"

The bearded man shouted.

"I'm the one you're trying to kill..." the person standing at the door said in a clear voice, "Yang Luo."

The room was frozen in place.

what?
Yang Luo?

This is a female voice.

The men inside glanced over instinctively and noticed that the woman dressed as a shop assistant was indeed slender and had a feminine figure.

The bearded man realized that regardless of whether it was Yang Luo or not, the fact that the newcomer had said those words meant that their operation had been exposed!
"Kill her!" he shouted, drawing a short knife from behind him.

The men inside also drew their weapons from the bundles of bedding and rushed towards the woman standing at the door.

Swords flashed and danced.

Blood splattered.

The first four or five men who rushed up scattered instantly.

Some tumbled to the ground, others knelt down, and some crashed into the fire. The fire, which had previously offered no support, immediately rose up, coiled around the fallen person, and devoured their hair, beard, and clothes...

The man screamed and rolled around, sparks flying, igniting the tables, chairs, and bundles piled on the ground.

And just like that, the room really caught fire!

The remaining men panicked immediately; some retreated, while others rushed to stomp on the man in an attempt to extinguish the fire.

The bearded man holding the dagger did not rush forward; upon seeing this, he looked terrified.

Is this woman so skilled?
Is this Yang Luo?

Yang Luo is just a delicate young lady.

She's not exactly delicate; they already know she can ride horses, whip people, and oh, the latest news is she can also use a slingshot.

These are enough to play around with noble ladies, but to defend against being killed, or even to kill someone, is child's play.

These must be expert guards protecting Yang Luo.

Thanks to these guards, Yang Luo was able to escape the murder case in Baima Town.

Their goal was to kill Yang Luo, but now that they've been exposed, there's no need to fight the guards; preserving their lives is the most important thing.

The bearded man roared, "Charge out of there!"

Yes, that's right, it's on fire. If they don't rush out, they'll die. The remaining men grabbed their weapons again and charged at the woman who was still standing at the door.

At the same time, the bearded man turned and ran towards the window.

But just as he smashed open the window and was about to crawl out, there was a splash as if water had been poured onto the window, and at the same time, there was a loud bang as the window burst into flames.

The bearded man let out a scream and fell backward.

"It's not water—it's kerosene—"

He rolled on the ground, patting the fire that had started in his hair and beard.

On the other side, several men rushing towards the door were screaming in agony. They were stabbed to the ground before they even got close to the door. Only one man was lucky enough to grab the door, but as soon as he opened it, the woman stabbed him through the calf and pinned him to the ground.

The man screamed, and in the midst of the scream, he saw shadows flickering in the night outside, and a figure raised his hand and poured a bucket of kerosene over him.

As the torch was thrown to the ground, a wall of fire instantly erupted in front of the door.

The man, determined to rush out the door, desperately tried to shrink back inside.

A woman's soft laughter could be heard in my ear.

"A villain once said that there are many kinds of killing, some that make people die quickly and some that make them die unpleasantly."

Mo Zheng drew her sword, kicked the man writhing at the doorway, and sent him back inside.

The large dormitory room was ablaze with fire. Of the dozen or so men, three died, while the rest were either burning and struggling on the ground or had their legs pierced and were unable to get up, howling in agony.

"I am a kind person. When I kill someone, I like to give them a quick death."

"But today I'm going to learn from the wicked and deal with you wicked people."

As she spoke, she walked over to the bearded man who had just extinguished the flames in his hair and whose head and face were covered in burn blisters. Her long sword slid across the ground, picking up a ball of fire burning in the room and placing it at the man's feet...
The bearded man let out a scream and kicked in terror to put out the fire, but the next moment his leg was pierced by a long sword and pinned to the ground.

He screamed again and almost fainted.

“I will burn you to death bit by bit today, starting from your legs and going down to your heads.”

Evil spirit!

The wounded men, rolling on the floor inside, wailed. "Unless you tell me who sent you to kill me."

Upon hearing this, the bearded man who had been screaming instantly gritted his teeth and shouted, "We're just businessmen, we don't understand what you're saying."

As soon as he finished speaking, another sword in Mo Zheng's hand pierced his shoulder.

The bearded man screamed in agony, and the next moment Mo Zheng drew her sword again. Blood spurted from the man's mouth, and he almost fainted.

But the pain was too much for him to pass out, and Mo Zheng squatted down, pinched his mouth, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"I will let you die last. This pill will keep you alive even if you are burned to the point where only your head remains."

The bearded man's eyes widened in terror: "You, you—"

“If he won’t talk, is there anyone else among you who is willing to talk?” Mo Zheng ignored him and looked around at the other men on the ground.

“We are heroes—” a man shouted in a hoarse voice.

But the sound was immediately interrupted by Mo Zheng.

“What kind of hero is he?” She stood in front of the man, leaning on her sword and looking down at him. “He’s just trying to survive, to eat, and to live a life of luxury.”

After saying that, she pressed her sword against the man's shoulder.

“You didn’t kill me this time, but when you go back, you’ll lose all your wealth and glory, and your master will still want your lives.”

"It would be smarter for you to betray me and side with me."

"I will not give you wealth and honor, but I can let you live a few more years."

The man's eyes flickered: "I...I don't understand—"

Before he could finish speaking, the longsword pierced his shoulder, and at the same time, oil was poured onto his leg, causing flames to instantly erupt from his lower body.

The man let out a scream and tried to roll over, but his body was pinned down by the long sword.

"Take this pill. It will hurt, but it won't kill you." Mo Zheng squatted down and held out a pill. "Here..."

The man stared at the handsome face approaching through the swirling smoke, his heart breaking.

"I'll talk—I'll talk—"

……

……

Inside the inn, flames roared, but when the fire threatened to spread or grow larger, the women in embroidered robes surrounding the inn would pour water over it, bringing the fire under control within the building.

Wei Jiao raised his sleeve to cover his mouth and nose.

"It only smells of smoke, it doesn't smell good at all," he said. "How come no one has burned to death after all this time?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the dark clouds parted, and a figure approached with light footsteps. As she walked, she took off her hat, making it immediately clear that she was a woman...

Wei Jiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Alright, they've confessed. They're the Empress's men." Mo Zheng walked up to him and said with a smile, "Have your men escort them back to the capital."

Wei Jiao looked past her at the still-burning fire: "How could the Empress raise such a bunch of useless trash? They've already confessed before anything even happened, and the Marquis of Yichun didn't even help to discipline them?"

“Because the Empress is also keeping it from Marquis Yichun,” Mo Zheng said. “The Empress is capable of keeping it from Marquis Yichun and even almost attacked me once. It’s already quite remarkable that she has raised such a group of people.”

He raised an eyebrow at this point.

"Besides, they're not stupid; I'm the better one."

Wei Jiao couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Zheng chuckled again: "Of course, the most amazing one is you, Captain. It was you who discovered that there was another group of people who wanted to kill me. Miss and I guessed it was the Empress, and then we were able to provoke her by constantly provoking her to make her take action. Today we finally caught the evidence. Otherwise, even if these people were stupid and we were unaware, we might really have lost our lives at their hands."

Wei Jiao did not accept her flattery as usual, but simply smiled.

“Junior sister is too modest. Judging from your skills just now, even if these people stood silently in front of you, you could kill them without any effort,” he said.

Mo Zheng beamed, "Oh my, Senior Brother, you actually praised me!"

Wei Jiao looked at the smiling face in the firelight of the night.

“So that’s how you were back then…” he suddenly said.

Let's stop here.

Mo Zheng looked at him and asked with a smile, "Back then what?"

Wei Jiao lazily replied, "So this is how you protected your young lady when she escaped from White Horse Town?"

Mo Zheng nodded, then looked at him with sparkling eyes and sighed softly: "Back then, it was much more dangerous and difficult than it is now. After all, there was no one as capable as you, Captain, to protect us back then."

Wei Jiao laughed heartily, looking at the girl dressed as a man in front of him.

Today's outfit can be described as nothing more than a change of clothes.

You can tell at a glance that it's a woman.

Unlike when she pretended to be a young lady's bodyguard in Zhao County, she was... completely a man in terms of physique, complexion, speech and behavior, without a single flaw.

Perhaps, she was afraid that others wouldn't see through her deception today.

Wei Jiao lowered his eyes and withdrew his gaze, hearing the girl's light and cheerful voice.

"Of course I can rest easy now, I have my husband..."

Wei Jiao chuckled and interrupted her, "Let's hurry on our way, lest we miss the auspicious time."

Mo Zheng smiled and nodded at him, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)