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Yun Zi Huang wanted to dodge, but the arrow was too fast, she could only bend her body to the side, hoping that it wouldn't hit her heart, or perhaps her chest.

"Bang …"

She was picked up and thrown out of the window, into the room. She fell heavily on the ground, almost crying out in pain. He raised his hand and touched his chest. Luckily, he was not shot by the arrow. He was the most fortunate. She quickly got up. Through the open window, she saw that the arrow that had been aimed at her chest was being held in the hand of the person who had brought her here.

She hastily picked up a table, opened the door, and threw it towards the servant. "Use the table to block the arrow, quickly come in."

"The servant caught the table and jumped into the room. As he closed the door, he placed the table on the ground." Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! - She had run over to the bed to block the arrows. She grabbed a sword from the wall and hid behind the bed.

"Bang …"

The window burst open and two masked men jumped in, attacking the servants.

In just a moment, the room was filled with flashes of blades and flashes of light. The servant had long taken out his sword and was battling with the two masked men. The only advantage was that the two assassins had jumped in and stopped shooting. Unfortunately, she saw a few masked men jumping into the yard.

"Puff …"

The masked man who was fighting with the servant had his eyes opened wide in disbelief. The sword in his hand fell to the ground and he fell on his back. There was an arrow stuck in his throat. The other masked man was surprised, but his servant managed to take advantage of it. After stabbing his sword into his chest, he too fell to the ground.

It was the four men who jumped in, two to deal with the servants, and the other two, who had lunged at her from behind the bed, their swords shining in her eyes. She threw out two arrows. There were many sharp arrows stuck in the surroundings. It was not bad to cut off the arrows and use them as darts.

"Plop …"

One of the masked men who was fighting with the servant had an arrow stuck in his ankle and was kneeling on one knee. The servant kicked the masked man in the chest and his body flew out, coming into close contact with the wall. When she heard the sound of bones breaking, she could not help but glance at the unremarkable servant with a lame leg. She was sure that one of his legs had broken at least one of the masked servant's sternum.

"Plop …"

The two masked men who had pounced on her also fell at the same time. They only noticed the bright hidden weapons that were flying towards them. They didn't know that the arrows had attracted their attention. The arrowheads that really wanted to hurt them pierced their ankles. Of course, when they lost their balance and fell, the deadly arrows took the opportunity to dig into their necks, and the two masked men died in grievance.

Yun Zihuang looked towards the courtyard, fortunately, no more masked people jumped in, within the room, there was a masked person who was currently retreating.

She threw the arrow out of her hand in a bored manner, aiming for the masked man's ankle and knee.

While dodging the hidden weapons, the masked men had to deal with the enemies in front of them. He wanted to retreat, but just as he was about to exit the room, he felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder. The treasured sword could not help but droop down as a servant cut his throat.

"Leave no one alive?" She looked gloomily at the servant. At least let him catch his breath.

"Master has ordered me to kill you without mercy!"

The servant looked down at the corpse of the masked man. Behind the shoulder of the masked man was an arrow. He turned his head to look at the woman who was clinging to the side of the bed. "Did you shoot this arrow?"

"Guess."

She shot out two arrows at the same time. With one arrow, she touched the other, making the arrow turn behind the masked man and hit him in the back of the shoulder. Was it easy for her? Wasn't it just to keep him alive?

The result was very sad!

The servant sized up the young lady, whose clothes were in a mess and whose face was covered in blood and mud grass, "Young Miss knows martial arts?"

She threw the arrow in her hand and said, "I just randomly threw the arrow out. With so many arrows, there's bound to be a blind cat that touches a dead rat."

The servant's sharp eyes fell on the corpses of the masked men. Apart from the arrows that were blocked by the masked men's swords, the other arrows had all hit the masked man. He did not ignore the fact that the arrow shot by this lady at the beginning had hit the masked man's throat directly. As for the other arrows, they did not waste a single one. If it was a coincidence, it was because he was a fool.

Miserable screams, the clashing of weapons, the sounds of battle, and the sounds of battle entered her ears. She could hear the sounds of battle from outside, but it was bustling with noise and excitement. It seemed like there were a lot of assassins.

The thick smell of blood wafted in the air. She hated this smell.

The voices grew fewer and fewer. Watching as the servant calmly dragged the corpse out, she deduced that the one who had the upper hand was the handsome man in the carriage. However, the origins of these masked people …

While the servant was dragging the corpse, she examined the nearest masked man. There was nothing to identify him. She was too lazy to think about the origins of these people, because the target of these masked men were definitely the handsome general sitting in the carriage.

Very quickly, she moved to another room. If not for the smell of blood in the air, the crisis just now would have been like a dream.

The servant calmly replied, "If Miss needs anything, feel free to instruct me."

"Please prepare me water for a bath, alcohol and bandages, and preferably some clothes and shoes and socks I can wear."

"Please wait, Miss."

Soon, someone brought her the things she needed. At the same time, there were also the three bastards whose mouths were covered by blinders. She looked up to the sky. When she was taking a bath, that handsome general had thrown three grown men in, was that really okay?

"My lord, that lady refuses to serve you."

The servant who was with Yun Zihuang just now respectfully knelt in front of Feng Qingxiao with her head lowered, and reported everything that had just happened in a low voice.

A thick killing intent flashed across Feng Qingxiao's phoenix eyes. "How is her martial arts?"

"In your subordinate's opinion, she was quick to react. Her hidden weapons are excellent, and she has always been calm and at ease when attacking the weak. She has the demeanor of a general."

He opened his eyes. This evaluation was very high, especially since it came from Han Feng.

She was an extraordinary woman with many secrets that no one knew. If he didn't interfere with her being abused by the three bastards, would she be able to get out of that predicament?

"Take good care of him."

"Yes, this lowly one will take his leave."

The assassins had all been killed, but this wasn't what Feng Qingxiao was concerned about. He didn't even leave a single person alive to interrogate the emissary behind the scenes. What he was paying attention to now was the news of that extremely beautiful woman, Yun Zihuang, the direct daughter of the valiant marquis. Today, at the Hundred Blossom Poetry Meet in the suburbs, with many noble young masters and daughters, something like that had happened.