Excessive ferocity due to caution

"By order of the King of Qi, execute the traitor!"

The guard with the knife roared and suddenly leaped out of the water!

Su Qingyao's light blue embroidered shoes lightly touched his shoulder, and the green umbrella flashed like a sword!

The guard's head was severed, and before the hot blood could even spurt out, it had already cooled.

The stiff corpse fell into the river, splashing water everywhere.

The umbrella is like a sword, the sword is like snow, and the snow is like a rainbow!

It only takes the time it takes to breathe.

Su Qingyao, wielding a green umbrella, killed seven people and forced seven others to retreat!

The remaining seven assassins stood silently on the distant icy river, looking at the woman standing on the bridge railing with extremely solemn expressions.

A cold wind rose, lifting a corner of Su Qingyao's skirt.

Beneath the skirt lies no beautiful scenery, but a murderous intent more chilling than winter's cold!

The heavy snow has not stopped.

On the stone bridge, Zhao Yi, who was not sheltered by the green umbrella, was completely free of a single goose feather.

Because Su Xingcan had already placed the iron umbrella over Zhao Yi's head.

Half of his body was outside the snow.

However, Zhao Yi was completely covered up.

"Have you always been this good to your friends?"

Zhao Yidao.

"certainly."

"Moreover, he's a friend who saved my life."

Su Xingcan smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, the killing intent in the cold air was ignited by the sword light.

Seven figures arrived like phantoms and streaks of light, intertwining to form a resolute web of death!

Their only goal is to kill Su Xingcan!

Su Qingyao's green umbrella sliced ​​open a full moon, and the wind and snow passing through the umbrella, under the surge of ghostly power, transformed into countless deadly blades, shooting towards the seven assassins!

puff!

Snowflakes brought forth blood!

Seven fearless assassins were hit by countless flying snowflakes, their bodies exploding with wound after wound!

They stared in disbelief, their faces bearing the resentment and shock of their deaths!

Snowflakes...

Can it also kill?

Is this the Heavenly Mortal Realm?

Why have they never heard of any martial arts master in the mortal realm who wields an umbrella?

The cold corpse, tinged with crimson, resembled plum blossoms blooming on the frozen river.

Su Qingyao had returned to Zhao Yi's side and opened the green umbrella for him again.

Those who had been watching the fight from the windows of the inn in the distance, having heard the sounds of battle, were now deathly silent.

Zhao Yi glanced sideways.

His gaze swept over the people inside the inn, and they immediately trembled and shrank back into the inn in fear!

Especially the group of men in black who had stirred up trouble earlier, they felt like their souls were about to fly out of their heads!

Just now... I actually wanted to kick such a master out of the inn?

Who gave me the courage?

"Miss Su... what amazing swordsmanship!"

Su Xingcan sighed.

Su Qingyao, however, was somewhat surprised and chuckled softly:

"Father...Young Master Su noticed?"

Su Xingcan didn't notice anything amiss, and simply downed a few more mouthfuls of strong liquor, saying:

"Although I don't practice swordsmanship, Qingxue once talked to me about swordsmanship."

"He told me that those who have truly mastered the art of swordsmanship are no longer bound by the sword itself."

"Anything in their hands can become the sharpest weapon."

"He also drew me a sword manual he created himself, called 'The Thirteen Kills of Heaven,' but he said he hadn't perfected the last move, 'Flying Immortal,' yet."

"To unleash that sword strike, the swordsman must be ruthless enough to enter a state of selflessness and egolessness."

Zhao Yi asked curiously upon hearing this:

"Where's the sword manual?"

The scholar, a ghost god, suddenly looked embarrassed and coughed a few times, saying:

"this……"

"Last time at the brothel, I forgot to bring toilet paper... I used it."

Zhao Yi: "..."

Su Qingyao, who was standing to the side, also rolled her eyes.

Fan Qingxue is truly blessed to have a friend like you; it's like she's been blessed for three lifetimes.

"No wonder he's hunting you down... If it were me, I'd skin you alive."

Zhao Yi sighed.

Su Xingcan gave a sheepish smile and could only drink to cover up his embarrassment.

He paused, then glanced at the river and spotted a strange token.

He stretched out his hand and actually sucked the token into his palm.

The token is engraved with a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Upon seeing this, Su Xingcan's expression changed drastically!

"The Fish and Dragon Guards of Qi..."

"I never expected that the King of Qi would even mobilize the Fish-Dragon Guard to capture me..."

Zhao raised an eyebrow and said:

"Fish-Dragon Guard?"

Su Xingcan's expression was solemn.

"In order to control the Jianghu (江湖, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) in Qi, the King of Qi established three major organizations to check and balance each other."

"Among them are the Imperial Guards led by Fan Qingxue, the Shadow Crows specializing in assassination, and the Fish-Dragon Guards, whose influence is most widespread!"

"The Imperial Guards are the strongest, but they are responsible for protecting the palace on a regular basis and will not act rashly except in special circumstances."

"The Fish-Dragon Guards are distributed throughout the six kingdoms. They are mainly responsible for collecting intelligence and providing it to King Qi and Yin Ya, and occasionally they are also responsible for assassinations."

"As for the Shadow Ravens... they are the most dangerous and terrifying organization in the Qi Kingdom!"

"Their existence serves only one purpose—to help King Qi eliminate those who are difficult to eliminate openly!"

"From ordinary citizens to high-ranking officials!"

"The leader of the Dark Crows is Red Fish, a disciple personally raised by Fan Qingxue!"

Upon hearing this name, a light flashed in Su Qingyao's beautiful eyes!

Red fish...

That's his aunt!

That is, the first wife of the Ghostly Scholar!

Su Xingcan looked at the token in his hand, his expression solemn, and said:

"If the Fish-Dragon Guards have arrived, then it means the Dark Crows should be arriving soon too..."

"This King Qi really thinks highly of me..."

Zhao Yi's gaze fell on a person pretending to be dead, and he calmly said:

"Rather than saying he thinks highly of you, it's more accurate to say... he doesn't trust Fan Qingxue."

Su Xingcan:

"Don't you trust Fan Qingxue?"

"What Brother Zhao is referring to is..."

Zhao Yi squinted, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Have you ever considered... that perhaps Fan Qingxue came to Lu from Qi not to kill you?"

Su Xingcan smiled wryly:

"If they're not here to kill me, then who are they here to kill?"

Zhao Yi said earnestly:

"Come and kill those...who want to kill you."

Su Xingcan was taken aback, then smiled and said:

"You don't understand Fan Qingxue."

"He was orphaned at a young age and was raised by the King of Qi."

"If the King of Qi gives the order, he will not hesitate for a moment when he draws his sword against you!"

"Regardless of gender or age."

"Brother Zhao, you must understand... Fan Qingxue's ruthlessness wasn't just rumored; it was forged through bloodshed!"

Zhao Yi snatched the wine pot from his hand, drank it all in one gulp, leaving nothing behind.

Then the empty wine jug was returned to Su Xingcan:

"Your wine tastes awful."

"But once we've had a drink, we're considered friends."

"I'll take care of the Qi pursuers for you."

"But you also have to help me unravel the secret of the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions."

Su Xingcan looked at the empty wine jug in his hand, remained silent for a long while, and then revealed a carefree smile:

"good!"

"Then I, Su, will risk my life and accompany Brother Zhao on this journey!"

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