Chapter 197: A Fierce Battle (3)
Murong Xue looked at Ye Yichen with her browns slightly knitted: “Prince Jing also wants to fight against the enemies in the air?”
“Can’t I?” Ye Yichen stared at her with his eyebrows raised.
“Of course you can. But there will be unexpected danger during our battle in midair. Don’t hold me accountable should anything happen to you!” Murong Xue looked at him in a distant manner and stressed each syllable.
She didn’t want to get involved with Ye Yichen anymore. If Ye Yichen got injured accidentally while sitting on the wooded snake driven by her, he would blame her again, and she would definitely be in endless trouble. Although she was not afraid, there was no point in getting herself into unnecessary trouble.
“You have my word!” Ye Yichen nodded slightly. Injuries were inevitable in battles. He was not a fatuous person. How would he blame others for his own injury?
“Alright then!” Murong Xue replied carelessly and she thought: Ye Yichen was good at both Qing Kung and martial art, which made it easier for them to beat the wooden snake ghosts. What she needed to do was carrying him into the air, and the rest was totally irrelevant to her.
“I’ll go with you.” The leader of the guards came out from behind the stone wall, tapped the ground with the tip of his toe and landed in the groove of the snake’s tail.
Then three black figures flew over after him and sat in the remaining grooves.
Looking at these three men in black with masks, Murong Xue slightly knitted her eyebrows: “Excuse me, you guys are?”
“Invisible guardians of the Emperor.” The first one of them looked at Murong Xue and explained coldly: “The Emperor asked us to give you a hand!”
Murong Xue glanced at the stone wall where the Emperor stayed with a smile: invisible guardians were supposed to protect the Emperor, but instead, the Emperor ordered them to come. It seemed that he really detested Cang Qiong and couldn’t wait to kill him.
But Cang Qiong, as the emissary of Nan Jiang, swaggered his way into the Mountain Resort to assassinate the Emperor and ministers of Qingyan Kingdom. No one in Qingyan could bear his heinous behavior as long as they had courage and uprightness.
Now eight people were sitting on eight tails, it was enough and there was no need to wait for more.
“Sit tight, we are taking off!” Murong Xue said coldly. Her soft hands grasped the wooden hand in front of her and pulled it. The wooden snake flew straight ahead like an arrow, it went higher and directly headed towards the wooden snake crowds.
The roaring winds whipped around as the scenery on both sides went backwards rapidly, and Yuan Fangfei excitedly widened her eyes: It was so exciting! Even more exciting than using Qing Kung!
A slender white figure suddenly leaped to her eyes. Yuan Fangfei was stunned for a moment and said anxiously: “Oops, I forgot to leave a position for Ouyang. What now?”
They were flying at a high altitude of nearly 100 meters. Even if he was an expert in Qing Kung with incomparable internal power, he couldn’t last for long time and had to find a place to rest.
Now all of the grooves were occupied, and the other parts of the tails were only sectional wooden blocks, where a person couldn’t stand at all. What could she do?
Mu Liufeng’s amorous peach-blossom-shaped eyes were filled with disdain at the sight of her concern. “Don’t be silly! The groove where Murong Xue is standing is big enough for another person.”
“Ah!” In a daze for a second, Yuan Fangfei looked up, and she the groove where Murong Xue stood was twice as large as the others. It was obvious that she had prepared it for both of them.
“Sorry, I didn’t notice that.” Yuan Fangfei smiled unnaturally and stopped talking. Since Murong Xue was smart enough to take everything into consideration, it was unnecessary for her to talk this much.
Looking at the space next to Murong Xue, Ye Yichen turned as black as thunder. She had reserved the position near her for Ouyang Shaochen in advance. It seemed that Ouyang Shaochen was different from others.
Then he saw a person in white flash by. It was Ouyang Shaochen descending from the upper air and landing in the groove where Murong Xue stood. The corner of his white garment slid on the smooth wooden floor, which was miraculously free from dust.
Murong Xue turned to look at him with care in her dark pupils: “Are you alright?” He must be exhausted after consuming this much internal energy while using Qing Kung in midair for so long.
“I’m fine.” Ouyang Shaochen replied gently as he took out a white silk handkerchief and tenderly wiped away the dust on her cheeks.
Murong Xue’s eyes wavered in an awkward way. She was also feeling uncomfortable with the dust on her face, which she had no spare time to wipe off despite her intention.
She moved her lips in an attempt to say: “I can do it on my own”, but soon she remembered that she was controlling the wooden snake with both of her hands and could not wipe the dust. The faint scent of bamboos lingered around the tip of her nose, which made her blush.
Murong Xue’s abashment was the shyness of a young girl in the eyes of Ye Yichen. He clenched his fists as he turned sullen immediately.
“Whoosh!” The slashing winds swept past her ears, as Murong Xue regained consciousness and looked up. She saw lots of ghosts in black, and each of them was driving a wooden snake and rushing towards them viciously.
Murong Xue smiled. She was just wondering how to hunt them down. It was beyond her expectation that they took the initiative in coming, which saved her some time. “Act according to the plan we have just discussed!”
“Got it!” Yuan Fangfei answered with pride, she stood up from the groove, tapped her tiptoes on the ground and then leaped up. The large ring knife in her hand was mercilessly hewed towards a ghost flying towards her. The necks of both the ghost and his wooden snake were cut off within a click before they fell down in an instant.
And Yuan Fangfei flew to another ghost and hewed fiercely towards him with the elastic force of her knife…
Mu Liufeng, Ye Tianqi, Ye Yichen, the leader of palace guards and the three secret guardians also jumped off the big wooden snake in succession, and they killed the ghosts one after another rapidly with knives, swords, or their internal force.
At that moment, the blood was splashing with continuous screams, innumerable corpses of ghosts dropped from above. The neat and orderly sky was fell into disorder immediately.
Ouyang Shaochen stood behind Murong Xue, and curled his hands in his sleeves into fists and unfolded by turn to shot out his strong internal force. All the ghosts close to the big wooden snake were killed instantly.
Murong Xue glided in the air repeatedly in her wooden snake, which created beautiful arcs. Blood spattered wherever they were, and legions of ghosts were killed before falling to the ground.
She also kept an eye on Yuan Fangfei, Mu Liufeng and others. If she found anyone consumed too much physical strength or their energy for Qing Kung, she would guide the snake immediately to their feet where they can land steadily. Their tacit cooperation made other people jealous.
The ghosts dashed towards Murong Xue and her partners as if seeking their own doom, so they were all killed instantly.