Chapter 140.2

Chapter 140: Prince’s little quilt 15 (part 2 of 2)

the road immediately became narrower, while the surroundings also turned quieter and quieter.

Daylight soon faded. As the sun started to set, the sky also grew darker bit by bit. Yuwen Yin indulgently and helplessly looked at the little quilt, who had retreated at the corner of the carriage to avoid his touches, while he handed over the other party’s clothing piece by piece. But at this moment, the horse’s neigh suddenly sounded from outside the carriage.

The carriage instantly came to an abrupt stop!

The silhouettes of three to five individuals instantly sprang out from within the dense grove on both side of the road soon after the inexplicable shaking. The two imperial guards stationed at the forefront immediately placed their guard up and tensely raised their voice.

“Assassins, protect the master!!”

But the speed of the bandits were incredibly fast. After keenly detecting a powerful force rushing towards the carriage, Yuwen Yin got up and moved in front of the little quilt to protect the other without hesitation.

A sword intent whizzed over with overwhelming force.

Cracks unexpectedly appeared on the carriage when it made contact with this powerful intent. The cracks extended all over the walls, and in the next instant, the entire carriage was split open! !

Yuwen Yin didn’t have the chance to check upon his little quilt, as he was forced to face up to the bandit that had leaped over. There were a total of nine individuals on the other side. All of them wore black clothes, and drew out their swords without a word. They were organized, subtle, swift, sharp and tricky!

It was obviously dark, but Yuwen Yin caught sight of a gleam. There were countless turbulent gleaming spots, like an advancing web intending to overturn him.

This is the killers gleam.

They were not bandits, but were nine top-notch assassins. Who instantly gave Yuwen Yin a hard time in advancing or retreating. A miserable shout of ‘ah’ accompanied by a strong smell of blood came. The two imperial guards, who had rushed over, unexpectedly fell down one after another in less than a few moves.

Yuwen Yin knew that someone was after his life. But had never expected for those people to become so impatient that they would actually make their move even before he reached Liu village. What Yuwen Yin was currently concerned of the most really wasn’t his life or death, but his little quilt, that he felt as if his heart was tightly constricted by a thread. This made Yuwen Yin so incessantly worried, that he anxiously wanted to look back to check on the little quilt’s current situation.

But with the thrilling sword moves and lethal maneuvers before his very eyes, he couldn’t afford to make a single mistake. Yuwen Yin blocked the overwhelming and gleaming web, but failed to dodge the hidden weapon that came, causing him to sustain an injury.

Blood incessantly flowed the moment he injured his left arm. The eyes of his two most trusted confidants, Chen Wu and Xiong Wei, turned red in anxiousness, as they desperately rushed forward to try and protect their master.

However, the assassins had seamless coordination. Half of the imperial guards had already fallen, and the situation grew more and more critical, that Yuwen Yin couldn’t help but be even more worried about the little quilt. It was at this moment, that a strong blast of gale suddenly swirled on the road!

The gale was so strong that it shook the grove on both sides of the road, and caused the people to shut their eyes. The dimly lit road grew even darker, that even the moon that had just risen overhead had been obscured.

The strange feeling brought along by the gale, unexpectedly caused the assassins to instantly stop their actions. The nine assassins held their weapons in a tighter grip, and swiftly assumed a defensive stance.

“Whose there?!” The head of the nine assassins apprehensively called out, “State your name if you have the guts!”

That blast of gale a while ago gradually died down, followed by the moonlight’s reappearance. Everyone saw the dream-like half of the silver moon, but the other half was hidden behind a person’s silhouette.

That silhouette seemed to belong to the youth, who was playful sitting on top of a very high tree. One of his slender jade-like hand that could be vaguely seen languidly supporting himself on the tree’s branch, made light tapping sounds, while leisurely swinging his legs. The moonlight shinning down upon him made him exude an endless sense of beauty, while the white robe on his body was somewhat ethereal, elegant and soul-stirring.

“Name?” In line with the question asked, the youth turned his head towards them, revealing a perfectly exquisite side view of a face cut out by the bright moon. He then raised his elegant chin in an aloof manner: “You don’t deserve to know my name.”

These nine individuals were known as the ‘Nine demons of Jiangnan’ in Jianghu for so many years, and had already reached the pinnacle of their martial arts, that they looked down on the entire martial art circle. But upon facing this aloof-looking youth, they surprisingly didn’t dare to rush into making any indiscriminate actions.

Because they all sensed an unprecedented and incredibly powerful breath from that relatively young boy.

Chen Wu and Xiong Wei, who were standing in front of Yuwen Yin, were equally shocked and nervous. Although they could sense the unfathomable internal force of this mysterious youth before them, but they still didn’t know whether the other party was a friend or foe, and what his intentions were. If he is an enemy, then they might even not have the time to say any last words before they’re beheaded while protecting their master tonight.