C23

Sixth Senior Servant Grave.

When Shui Qingyan and the others arrived at the Sixth Senior Servant's grave, it was already the darkest moment before dawn.

Standing in front of Sixth Senior Servant's grave, Shui Qingyan frowned.

Beside Shui Qingyan, Ding Yuanhao, who called himself a beggar, had already stealthily touched the two axes on his back.

After the gentle breeze passed, Shui Qingyan removed the head on her waist, then opened the bundle. She placed the red flower and Cui Hua's two heads, which had died with grievance, in front of the tombstone.

"Sixth Senior Servant, thank you for your care for these fourteen years. You have given me such love, and I am unable to repay such kindness. Please rest in peace." When Shui Qingyan finished speaking, a group of black clothed man s had already jumped out, the swords in their hands released a cold light, each of them were like the Raksha of hell, surrounding Shui Qingyan.

Inside Chu Chen's carriage.

"What if Ding Yuanhao is not a match for the thirty-six level one assassins of the Exquisite Pavilion?" Phoenix Yaoling could not help but speak.

"Didn't you notice that the carriage had stopped moving?" Chu Chen said indifferently.

The corner of Phoenix Yaoling's mouth twitched, the carriage had indeed stopped, but her attention was not on the carriage, so she did not know when it stopped.

"Let's all look forward to Liuyi bringing back the Shui Qingyan who is deeply grateful to you." Phoenix Yaoling sighed, "Being targeted by you, I wonder if it's a blessing or a disaster."

"With Shui Qingyan's intelligent personality, she would more or less guess what role I played after this." Chu Chen slowly opened his eyes.

"Doesn't that mean she hates you?" Phoenix Yaoling was confused.

"It is enough for her to know that she is no match for me." Chu Chen slowly smiled.

The corner of Phoenix Yaoling's mouth twitched: "I hope that Ding Yuanhao can hold on until Liuyi appears and saves Shui Qingyan."

Hearing that, Chu Chen squinted his eyes.

"What if Liuyi is a step too late?" Chu Chen said as if he was deep in thought.

"According to Shui Qingyan's personality, she should choose to give Ding Yuanhao the chance to live." Phoenix Yaoling answered sincerely.

Chu Chen started to think the same way as him.

"What are you doing?" Phoenix Yaoling was shocked.

Responding to Phoenix Yaoling was the slightly swaying carriage curtain.

"Hey, brat, you can't use any more inner strength!" Shui Qingyan wanted to chase after him, but suddenly her eyes blurred.

"What's going on? How could I have been poisoned?" Phoenix Yaoling shook her head, looking at her purple fingers.

"I got the grapefruit myself. It won't be poisonous." Phoenix Yaoling carefully recalled, then suddenly she remembered the cup of water she drank.

"Chu Chen! You poisoned my cup! " Phoenix Yaoling gnashed her teeth.

"I only let you drink a little of your Zi'er's bath water. From now on, don't let your spider near me again." Chu Chen's voice sounded from afar and it grew weaker and weaker. By the time the last 'I' was very unclear, it was enough for Chu Chen to be far away.

"Chu Chen!" After Phoenix Yaoling roared, he immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and started to circulate his energy to recuperate. She had only mischievously thrown Zi'er into his cup of water, but he had actually held a grudge!

Inside Phoenix Yaoling's sleeve, Zi'er trembled for a bit, then she moved her large belly with great difficulty towards the bottom of Phoenix Yaoling's sleeve. It was truly terrifying.

As for Liuyi who was running frantically towards his destination, he suddenly realised that someone was quickly approaching and immediately became the most alert. He was not his opponent.

As Liuyi flew far away from him, Liuyi found it hard to believe at first and then was shocked, "Master, you've already used too much …"

Chu Chen had already walked far away.

Liuyi worriedly chased after Chu Chen, but he had already pushed his limits to the maximum.

On Sixth Senior Servant's grave.

Even if Shui Qingyan had lost her eyes, she could still clearly feel the danger that lay around him.

Shui Qingyan pursed her lips. She was a little confused, in her memories, Shui Qingyan didn't have any big enemies, so why were there so many people chasing after her tonight?

She already knew from the conversation in the forest that the group of people in the forest was related to the robbers that fell off the cliff last time. As for these people, she could feel a chill coming from them.

Who would bribe the killer to kill her?

"Fourth Miss, if you have the chance, run." Ding Yuanhao already held the two axes in his hands. He could tell from the lightning symbols on the shoulders of the killers, that they were all assassins of the Exquisite Pavilion. He still wanted to protect Shui Qingyan.

The surrounding black clothed man looked at Ding Yuanhao who was dressed in tattered clothes, had disheveled hair, and was covered half her face with her hands holding two axes. Her eyes revealed death aura and disdain.

"Life and death are decided by fate. If you have the chance, run. You and I don't know each other. I am already extremely grateful for you saving my life." Shui Qingyan said as she tore off a long piece of satin from her body.

With the passing of a breeze, the long sword in black clothed man's hand turned into a cold ray as she started to walk. Her target was — Shui Qingyan.

Ding Yuanhao held onto the two axes, protecting Shui Qingyan behind him.

At this moment, she had no choice but to believe in this person. Even if this person managed to escape in the end, she wouldn't blame anyone else, as he should have fled already.

Shui Qingyan tightly gripped onto the two pieces of satin as her ears reported the situation around him to her brain.

As the sword beam approached, the axe flew. Sparks flew in all directions, the silk danced, and blood began to flow.

Shui Qingyan was shaken by the inner force to the point that blood leaked out from the corner of her mouth. The lethality of the satin in her hand was too low, and it was being cut more and more short by the opponent's sword light.

Ding Yuanhao was struggling as well. His arms and lower leg were badly cut, and fresh blood oozed out.

black clothed man also did not gain much, there were already two lying on the ground, and countless of them were also injured.

"Why aren't you running?" While Shui Qingyan was busy, she asked with a smile.

Ding Yuanhao did not bite.

Shui Qingyan smiled slightly, the silk in his hand blocked the incoming sword strike once again. However, the old wound on his hand was suddenly opened, the wound was twice deeper than before, and the satin was detached from her wrist.

Shui Qingyan could only watch as the satin flew out.

In the next moment, countless of swords flew over, Shui Qingyan was dead for sure.

Shui Qingyan slightly smiled, placed a hand on Ding Yuanhao's shoulder, and borrowed the force of the impact to send him flying.

Seeing that Shui Qingyan was about to throw the two axes at this sloppy-looking man and escape, the black clothed man's swords all turned in a direction, blocking her path of retreat.

Shui Qingyan seemed to know the black clothed man's movements, the force that she was about to use to fly out suddenly turned in mid air, like a rock, falling straight down, all the swords followed Shui Qingyan's movements and turned angle, following closely behind Shui Qingyan.

The person with the two axes inexplicably felt his body being pushed backwards unsteadily by Shui Qingyan, and sure enough, his back landed.

"Live well." Shui Qingyan laughed.

Before the man with the axe could even react to what had happened, his shoulders were hit by a strong force, and with a shooting sound, he slipped out of the black clothed man's encirclement like a rocket.

The moment it was drawn out, a faint smile appeared in the eyes of the person with the twin axes. Even though the pupils of the eyes had no focus, at this moment, a pair of eyes that carried the sunlight broke the darkness in his heart. It was the first time in five years that he had felt the aura of sunlight in his heart.

Then, suddenly, he remembered the last time he'd written a message, they had been paired.

He go to the upper part of the couplet: In the official hall, a history does not read the writer unjustly

She replied to the second verse: "In the Fragrant Sky Pavilion, the two of them have a relationship with each other."

At that time, he was prepared to give up everything. Even if he had to fall out with the royal family, he would never return a letter.

But at that moment, he saw Shui Qingyan's eyes that did not have pupils filled with a bright and beautiful light, that light seemed to be able to infect, and at that moment, the remaining bit of hope in Ding Yuanhao's heart was growing larger and larger endlessly under Shui Qingyan's curved eyes.

Perhaps, it was as the Yu Niang had said, there was someone else who had communicated with him, Ding Yuanhao thought.

All of Ding Yuanhao's thoughts only happened the instant Ding Yuanhao slipped out of the black clothed man's encirclement.

At this time, on Ding Yuanhao's side, he successfully slipped out of the black clothed man's encirclement.

On the other side, after using her final bit of strength to save Ding Yuanhao, who had been protecting her the entire time, Shui Qingyan just stared at the longsword that was piercing through her body.

Before death, everyone had their own thoughts, and it was the same for Shui Qingyan.

At this moment, she really wanted to see the sky of this world. She remembered the night she fell from the cliff. The dark blue sky, dotted with countless stars. It was so beautiful.

She still remembered what she had said. She wanted to live simply.

Now, she was going to die, but she did not regret it. She had avenged the Sixth Senior Servant, and in the end, she had saved the person who suddenly appeared.

Ding Yuanhao who had just escaped the encirclement also stood up straight like a carp. However, he knew that it was already too late for him to save Shui Qingyan.

Before even turning around, Ding Yuanhao felt that other than the assassin, other than Shui Qingyan, there was another person's aura here. That person seemed to have appeared all of a sudden, and the person's aura was extremely familiar, causing him to recall something from a long time ago.

In the throne room, three punches were required to determine the outcome of the battle!

Chu Chen!

Ding Yuanhao suddenly turned around.

"Are you waiting for your death?"

Just as Shui Qingyan was calmly accepting that she could not escape this calamity, Chu Chen's low and deep voice sounded by his ear.

Shui Qingyan's eyes suddenly opened, and her head suddenly turned towards the direction of Chu Chen's voice.

At this moment, she could almost see Chu Chen's pair of calm eyes.

In Ding Yuanhao's eyes, the man descended from the sky like a white lotus stained with ink. He was dressed in black, and his neck was still adorned with three golden pearls, noble and elegant.

After that, the flower of swords gracefully turned, sharp and decisive.

Then the smell of Chu Chen wafted into Shui Qingyan's nose. It was warmer than plum blossoms, lighter than peony, thicker than lotus, colder than orchid.

"Chu Chen." Shui Qingyan blurted out.