Chapter 62: Is Chen Guan Going to Strangle Me?
The instant those words fell, a look of grim resolve flared in his eyes. A burst of dazzling violet light suddenly erupted from the Horse-Cleaving Saber in his hand as he slashed forward!
Slash!
A translucent, crescent-shaped saber image tore free from the body of the Horse-Cleaving Saber and swept sideways with the force of a thunderclap!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
Those five spirits did not even have time to scream before that razor-sharp saber image instantly blasted them into sprays of blood mist that scattered through the air!
Before the rain of blood could even hit the ground...
Keeeâ!
A shrill bird cry suddenly rang out overhead!
The bird spirit that had been standing in the distance, watching the battle, had somehow merged into the drifting blood mist and appeared above Chen Guanâs head.
With a longsword gleaming coldly in hand, it descended from the sky and struck straight for Luo Liâs head!
Luo Li felt her scalp go numb. She looked up and saw a cold sword tip pressed right against her forehead!
The veiled woman felt a surge of joy in her heart.
This was precisely her racial secret artâBlood-Mist Feathering!
This technique used demonic blood and a secret method to let her body fuse completely with blood mist, temporarily raising her cultivation and allowing her to reach the Half-Step Purple Palace Realm.
Yet just as the tip of her sword came within less than half an inch of Luo Liâs foreheadâThud!
A freezing pain suddenly exploded through her chest!
Hearing that dull sound of a blade piercing flesh, Luo Li slowly opened her eyes.
At some unknown moment, the broad, heavy Horse-Cleaving Saber in Chen Guanâs hand had cleanly pierced through the womanâs chest from back to front!
Blood was flowing down the savage grooves of the blade, drop by drop.
âChen Guan... you...!â
The veiled woman stiffly turned her head. Anger flashed through her eyes at first, then gave way to a thick, inescapable bitterness and sorrow.
Her breath was already scattering as she muttered, âCould it be... that under heaven... this calamity truly does exist?â
Chen Guanâs brows knit together. Then he said sharply to the already terrified Luo Li, âBack up three zhang!â
Only then did Luo Li snap out of it and hurriedly retreat.
After that, Chen Guan extended one hand and slowly pulled away the veil from the womanâs face.
Under the veil was a familiar faceâXiâer.
Su Yueâs maidservant. Luo Liâs childhood playmate, the girl who had grown up by her side.
Chen Guanâs face darkened at once, and his voice carried a frightening chill.
âYouâwhy did you come here to assassinate your own young miss?â
âHmph! What... should not be asked... had best not be asked...â
Every word Xiâer spoke was followed by a rush of blood from the corner of her mouth. In those eyes that had already begun to lose focus, there was actually a trace of pity.
âIf you... do not wish to be doomed beyond redemption... do not wish... for the mortal world... to be plunged into devastation... then... then do not escort her... to Great Zhou...â
Her voice came in broken fragments. After the final word left her lips, her head lolled weakly to one side, and she died completely.
Immediately afterward, a flash of demonic light passed over her body, and she instantly transformed into an enormous magpie, hanging silently from the tip of Chen Guanâs Horse-Cleaving Saber.
Chen Guanâs brows knotted tightly, and his face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
That beautiful dreamâthe one he had been nurturing for ten whole days, the dream that a single escort could let him live comfortably for ten yearsâwas instantly replaced by bewilderment.
Luo Liâs own grandfather had gone to every possible length to stop her from entering the capital, yet her aunt, the one who had watched her grow up, had actually sent the maidservant who had grown up alongside her to assassinate her.
And after all that, this same group had spent a huge sum to hire him to protect her?
What the hell kind of game was this?!
A wave of fury at being toyed with shot up from the bottom of Chen Guanâs heart!
He realized that he had been played by this troublesome girl!
Princess, my ass!
A princess who was nowhere near the throne yet could already drive her own family to turn on one another like this?
Before she had even reached Great Zhou, fiends from the Ten Directions Marsh were already making special trips out to hunt her down?
A fifty-year promise had been enough to make that Peach Blossom Immortal personally leave her forbidden land to take her away?
And with only a single encounter, that old tree demon had been willing to die for her?
Originally, he had not wanted to press the issue or meddle too much. He had simply intended to deliver her safely to Shangjing City and be done with it.
But at this moment, he finally understood that if he did not get to the bottom of this, then his problem would no longer merely be that he was taking a catastrophic loss.
He might very well die on this escort road without ever knowing why.
Chen Guan suddenly turned and looked at Luo Li.
The next instant, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly before her.
His hand shot out. Without the slightest trace of pity or tenderness, he seized her slender throat and lifted her entire body clear off the ground.
âCough... cough... ngh... ngh...â
Luo Liâs pretty face flushed red. Her legs kicked helplessly in midair while both hands beat frantically against Chen Guanâs arm, desperate whimpers spilling from her throat.
Yet Chen Guan did not loosen his grip in the slightest.
He simply held her there and stared into her eyes as though he meant to see straight through to her soul.
A few seconds later, he finally spoke in a voice as cold and merciless as frost.
âWhat... exactly... is your identity?â
âCough... cough, cough!â
Luo Li clawed at Chen Guanâs arm and coughed violently, unable to force out a single word.
Chen Guan tossed the troublesome girl straight to the ground.
Luo Li lay there for quite a while before her breathing finally steadied again. Slowly, she raised her tear-streaked face and looked at Chen Guan with eyes full of terror.
âYou...! Didnât I... cough, cough... didnât I already tell you before?â