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"Things are getting more and more interesting."
Lin Xian'er let out a series of silvery laughs, her eyes upturned, exuding charm.
Lin Xian'er gently stroked the note, her eyes flickering as if she were pondering something. After a moment, she casually tore the note into pieces, which then scattered into countless flying fragments. She then lazily draped a thin veil over herself, lightly touched the ground with her jade-like feet, and slowly walked to the window.
Sunlight streamed through the half-open window, casting a stunning silhouette on her.
"Someone, get ready, I'm going to meet the current owner of this golden silk armor."
Her voice was as clear and melodious as pearls falling on a jade plate, captivating the soul.
As soon as he finished speaking, seven men in black suddenly appeared from the shadows. They were agile and moved silently, arriving like ghosts.
Although these men tried their best to restrain themselves, they couldn't help but peek through the crack in the door at Lin Xian'er's naked and beautiful body. Their burning gazes were filled with greed and infatuation. They were undoubtedly the lowest-ranking thugs in the Plum Blossom Bandit organization, and also their die-hard followers who had been completely bewitched by Lin Xian'er's beauty.
Chapter 246: Martial Arts Chronicle: Ambush
Upon hearing this, the seven men immediately suppressed the desire in their eyes, respectfully lowered their heads, and left in response.
They knew that Lin Xian'er was not only their master, but also their unattainable goddess. For her, they were willing to give everything, even their lives.
Lin Xian'er donned a magnificent robe, embroidered with intricate patterns, every stitch exuding luxury and nobility.
She slowly walked out of the small house. The seven men in black were already waiting outside, their eyes filled with awe and anticipation.
"Let's go."
Lin Xian'er parted her lips slightly, her voice like heavenly music, captivating the seven men.
Wearing a black cloak that covered her perfect, delicate body, Lin Xian'er walked out, surrounded by the seven people.
Along with Lin Xian'er, Qiu Dugang left behind the Green Demon Hand with the number "630" and the Fish Intestine Sword that You Longsheng had given her.
This is a gift she prepared for our first meeting, so I can't forget to give it to her.
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"Actually, some scenery can get boring if you look at it for too long, right?"
Holding Zhao Yun's slender waist, Luke looked out the window at the snow scene and suddenly felt a little listless.
The vast expanse of white is a sight that may seem pleasant at first, but can become tiresome after a while.
Zhao Yun tilted his head, glanced out the window, and saw only a vast expanse of white. He squinted and then said.
"It should be alright!"
Zhao Yun had been working at the Imperial Sword Manor since he was a child. The Imperial Sword Manor was located in the south and had not seen snow for decades. In contrast, the Ming Dynasty was located in the north. Even though it was in the Jiangnan region, it was much colder than the ancient Shu Kingdom. In winter, heavy snow was a common occurrence.
Zhao Yun, seeing snow for the first time, was naturally not as accustomed to snow as Luke, who had lived two lives and absorbed memories from multiple worlds.
Luke pursed his lips, but ultimately said nothing.
"Ah Fei, watch out, there are guests ahead."
Suddenly, Luke frowned, as if he had noticed something, and spoke to Fei, who was driving the carriage.
Ah Fei responded as he drove the carriage.
"I understand, master."
Afei hadn't noticed anything at first, but since Luke had spoken, it meant there must be someone ahead.
Sure enough, a quarter of an hour later, even Ah Fei noticed that something was wrong.
The road ahead of the carriage was still wide and open, covered in snow but deserted.
However, it was unusually quiet here.
Some wild animals choose to hibernate in winter to preserve their survival.
But many wild animals, as well as insects, remain active even in winter.
These creatures always make some noise; he heard quite a few along the way.
But now, all those noises have disappeared, replaced by a silence, a silence filled with murderous intent.
Ah Fei was very familiar with this murderous aura. He had encountered a fierce tiger once while hunting. Even when the tiger was fast asleep, its power was still there. Wild animals and insects that dared not provoke the tiger would be frightened away. The silence then was exactly the same as now.
So Afei stopped the carriage and became cautiously on guard.
Ah Fei had already survived one ambush, although that ambush was just an accident, but Ah Fei was not this vigilant.
However, the last ambush was different from this one. Last time, the person who ambushed him was right in front of him, but this time, no one knew where he was hiding.
It's like a venomous snake. You know it exists, but you don't know which nook or cranny it's hiding in, and it might suddenly strike you out of nowhere.
Arrows rained down from the trees on both sides, whistling through the air with a piercing sound.
Afei's pupils suddenly contracted. He turned around abruptly, intending to swing his sword to block, but was shocked to find that the number and speed of the attacks far exceeded his ability to cope.
However, at that very moment, an immense and unparalleled internal force erupted from behind the carriage, sweeping past like a torrent.
It was a golden aura, like a blazing sun suddenly rising, instantly enveloping the entire carriage and the surrounding area. Afei felt a jolt in his body, and then was enveloped by a warm and powerful force.
He paused for a moment, then realized it was Luke's doing. Sure enough, Luke's calm voice rang out: "Don't panic, I will protect you..."
The arrow struck the protective aura, making a clanging sound, but it couldn't penetrate even a fraction of the aura.
Those hiding in the shadows clearly hadn't expected to encounter such formidable defenses. After a brief silence, whispers and commands echoed through the woods, and more unpredictable events followed.
"It seems that the other party is no ordinary mountain bandit."
Luke pushed back the carriage curtains, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surroundings. "They know how to coordinate, and they've chosen an excellent ambush location. But now that you've shown yourself, stop hiding!"
Before the words were finished, a dark figure suddenly leaped up from the snow, a long sword in his hand gleaming coldly, and slashed straight at the carriage.
Afei reacted quickly, drawing his sword to meet the attack. The two blades clashed, sparks flying.
At the same time, more enemies emerged from all directions, their movements perfectly synchronized, clearly those of highly trained experts.
Although Zhao Yun's martial arts skills were not yet fully developed, he was not afraid of such a situation.
She leaned out halfway and pulled out a dagger from somewhere, each strike hitting an assassin with perfect precision.
These people fell before they even had time to scream.
"Impressive skills! Looks like your martial arts training these past few days hasn't been in vain." Luke gave Zhao Yun an approving look, then turned to A Fei and said, "Be careful, these people aren't ordinary assassins; they seem to have a special tactical plan."
Sure enough, the next wave of attacks was even more ferocious. Several assassins began to use their lightness skills to move quickly across the snow, trying to find a weak point in the protective aura. Others quietly circled around to the rear of the carriage, intending to launch a sneak attack.
However, Luke had already anticipated this move.
He gently closed his eyes, his internal energy circulated continuously, further expanding his protective aura to form an invisible barrier, completely isolating all threats.
Even so, he maintained a calm and composed expression, as if it were all a trivial matter.
The battle lasted for a while, then gradually came to an end.
As the last few assassins were subdued or killed, the tense atmosphere in the forest finally dissipated.
Afei wiped the sweat from his brow, turned to Luke, and said sincerely, "Master, thank you so much for saving us."
Chapter 247: Martial Arts Chronicle: Poisonous Insects Swarming Through the Sky
"Don't thank me yet, the matter isn't over."
Luke squinted and waved his hand at Fei.
Luke clearly sensed that those who died at the hands of A Fei and Zhao Yun, as well as those killed by his own internal energy, were only the vanguard; there were still many hidden in the dense forest who had not yet come out.
However, these people are really capable; they can even make crossbows, and not just one or two.
It's important to understand that crossbows are not weapons like swords. Even people in the martial arts world cannot equip themselves with them in large quantities, otherwise they would attract the government's wrath and besiege, under the pretext of rebellion.
Only a minority of martial arts practitioners can witness the flying sword and blade energy, capable of taking lives within a hundred paces.
However, once crossbows are deployed on a large scale, they become a massacre for ordinary people. More importantly, they have no learning curve and can be mastered with just a little training.
Therefore, throughout history, regardless of the country, the use of crossbows was strictly controlled, and they could only be deployed on a large scale in the military.
Ordinary people might only use a few times and no one would care, but if they used too much, then they'd be in trouble. As soon as people found out, a large army would arrive in an instant, and they would either be recruited into the army or besieged and wiped out, along with their entire family.
Afei naturally trusted Luke's words, and with his sword still sheathed, he was on high alert.
Zhao Yun also gripped the dagger in her hand, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly, eager to try.
With a weapon in hand, the desire to kill arises naturally. Ever since she began practicing the simplified version of the Heaven and Earth True Scripture taught by Luke, Zhao Yun's skills have improved every day, and not just in an ordinary way. The progress she has made in the past few days is at least equivalent to twenty years of hard training. She has long wanted to find someone to fight and test her current level.
Suddenly, undulations appeared on the snow. These undulations were very small, only the size of a fingernail, but their sheer number was terrifying.
Soon, the tiny ripples broke open, and countless snakes, insects, and rodents emerged from the snow, along with some strange, never-before-seen poisonous insects.
They are colorful and vibrant, like works of art, yet they exude a deadly aura—highly poisonous.
When Afei saw this, his scalp tingled. Although he was a veteran of countless battles, he would never want to encounter such poisonous insects in the wild, even when facing a pack of wolves.
A pack of wolves can be fought head-on, but these densely packed little creatures are difficult to deal with.
Even a slight mishap, such as being bitten by just one, could result in instant poisoning and death.
Moreover, with such a large number, it's impossible to accurately kill each one.
"Master, what's going on?"
Afei asked in a low voice, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily, while slowly holding his sword horizontally in front of his chest.
Luke frowned, staring at the swarming venomous insects, and said in a deep voice, "It seems we've encountered not just ordinary enemies, but masters of insect control. These people were clearly prepared, and may have even been lying in ambush for a long time."
Zhao Yun was a woman, and was naturally terrified of these small creatures. She screamed and quickly hid inside the carriage, refusing to show her face again.
However, even inside the carriage, she could not be completely at ease, because the poisonous insects were rapidly approaching them, and it seemed that even steel could not stop their corrosive effects.
Luke stood there calmly, as if he were facing not a swarm of poisonous insects, but a gentle spring breeze.
He slightly raised both hands, a faint golden light emanating from his palms, and then slowly pushed them outwards.
In an instant, a vast and unparalleled aura erupted from his body, sweeping across the surrounding area like a tidal wave.
This aura is not something ordinary martial artists can control; it is the true essence power that has been condensed through decades of arduous cultivation.
It was like an invisible barrier, forming a forbidden area within a three-zhang radius around Luke.
The once menacing poisonous insects, upon touching the edge of the protective aura, emitted mournful hisses, as if forced back by some irresistible force.