241: Off the beaten track
She is never afraid of anyone, she doesn't despise anyone, it's just that she put in so much effort and shed so much sweat and tears. Her status is all fought by herself with a sword, which is different from others.
Zhongli Boqian took several moves from Wei Ziyu in a row, and in addition to admiring him, Wei Ziyu also increased his attack. It's not that Zhongli Boqian wants to test her strength, it's that she is testing Zhongli Boqian's strength.
Before I knew it, several rendezvous had passed, and the two people sitting on the side watching looked intently at the two who were fighting.
Heiyue rarely saw the scene of his own young master's fight, even if he was on a mission together, he was only responsible for the young master's diet and daily life, and did not shoot with the young master, and Sima Wanqin was also the first time to see Wei Ziyu make a move.
"Why do you think that His Royal Highness the Seventh is a little overwhelmed." Sima Wanqin poked Heiyue's elbow: "But Ziyu doesn't seem to be doing his best. β
"Your Seventh Highness is already very powerful, and I may not be able to beat him, okay?" Heiyue had completely recognized Zhongli Boqian at this time, he belonged to the kind of person who was deeply hidden, with excellent ability, but his ambition was not worthy of his ability, otherwise the imperial court would set off another bloody storm.
"Really?" Sima Wanqin smiled helplessly: "His Royal Highness the Seventh is also very hardworking, but there are many ears and eyes around him. β
"Others definitely don't know that the young master and the Seventh Highness are harmless troublemakers, so terrifying." Heiyue no longer dared to underestimate Zhongli Boqian, but worshiped him more.
"Tsk...... The young master of the Delusion Sect really lives up to his reputation. Sima Wanqin sighed.
Wei Ziyu and Zhongli Boqian fought in full swing, and no one had any intention of backing down. Wei Ziyu jumped up in the air and quickly flipped over, forcing Zhongli Boqian to retreat again and again. Wei Ziyu jumped behind him, flew up the tree, and shouted to Zhongli Boqian under the tree: "I'm tired, rest!" β
"Okay." Zhongli Boqian put away his sword, and Yu Ziyu jumped down from the tree.
When Zhongli Boqian saw the energetic Wei Ziyu, he didn't expect that he would believe her nonsense, she just wanted to save his face.
Even if he can't beat Wei Ziyu now, he will practice martial arts and fitness, and cultivate his body, and one day he will become as powerful as Ziyu. Wei Ziyu, who was sweating profusely, and Zhongli Boqian walked side by side to Heiyue and led the horses to slowly move forward.
"There seems to be a small tea shop in front, let's go and rest before entering the city."
The three of them agreed to Black Moon's proposal and walked towards the small tea shop. Wei Ziyu was the first to enter the small tea shop, and the enthusiastic shopkeeper beckoned her to sit down: "Son, please." β
In order to make it easier, Wei Ziyu wore men's clothes, perhaps because she had just moved her muscles and bones, and now her forehead was soaked in a thin layer of sweat, and her lips were red and her teeth were white.
When Wei Ziyu stepped into the small tea shop, he saw a group of black-clothed people sitting around him, all of whom were red plackets. Yu Ziyu glanced at them, they had swords on them, and they were dressed so neatly, they didn't seem to be ordinary people.
Wei Ziyu took a cursory look, there were about twenty of them, and in the far corner of the small tea shop sat a man who was not dressed in the same clothes as the others, he lowered his eyes and slowly tasted the tea in his hand.
Zhongli Boqian walked into the small tea shop, the man raised his eyes slightly, and after seeing Zhongli Boqian, his face showed a slight look of surprise, and then there was calm.
Wei Ziyu saw all this in his eyes, so he lowered his head and said nothing. Sima Wanqin and Heiyue walked into the small tea shop and sat down in front of Wei Ziyu.
Wei Ziyu glanced at Zhongli Boqian and motioned for him not to look back. Only then did Zhongli Boqian realize that they were being targeted by the person in the corner, who were they, how could they rest in such a small tea shop?
Wei Ziyu has not left, and those people have no intention of leaving.
After resting for a while, Yu Ziyu got up and said, "Let's hurry!" β
She glanced faintly at the man in the corner, smiled defiantly at him, and after settling the bill, she walked out of the tea shop, and the four of them walked slowly with their horses.
"Be careful." Wei Ziyu whispered softly: "Heiyue immediately entered the city to find Xiang Ling's seniors. β
"Yes." Black Moon turned on her horse and ran forward.
"What does His Highness Think of Fang Cai's group of people?" Wei Ziyu raised his eyes and smiled, his eyes flashing with excitement.
"Twenty people, and a special individual, like the system of the Delusional Sect."
"His Royal Highness the Seventh guess is right, but they are not vain." Wei Ziyu sneered: "The Delusion Sect does not have such gorgeous and uniform clothes, and the delusional disciples look ordinary, even if they pass by you, you may not be able to guess their identity." β
"And who will they be?" Sima Wanqin wondered.
"I don't know, to be confirmed." Wei Ziyu shook his head: "They must belong to a certain organization, this kind of twenty-person establishment is very similar to the delusional disciples of the Delusion Sect, but anyone who can be the leader knows me." β
"It's similar to the Delusional Door, but it's not the Delusional Door." A thought flashed through Zhongli Boqian's mind: "Could it be the imitation of other forces of the Delusional Sect." β
"The person who was waiting in the corner just now saw the Seventh Highness, his face changed slightly, maybe he was inextricably linked with the Seventh Highness, or not." Wei Ziyu tilted his head: "Your Highness the Seventh should be careful, Ziyu will not come to the rescue." β
"Cut~" Zhongli Boqian pouted: "Boqian can't beat Ziyu, but he can save himself." β
"We'll see." Wei Ziyu slowed down: "I don't know if His Royal Highness the Seventh heard any rumors." β
"Here they are." Zhongli Boqian said with a smile.
All around is an open field, inaccessible, and withered grass grows tenaciously on the dirt. The three of them turned around in unison, and the group of men in black appeared in front of them, and they were slowly approaching them.
"I wonder what you're doing with the three of us?" Zhongli Boqian looked at the person in the lead and teased: "You guys are dressed so well, you don't want to rob us of our silver, right?" You don't look like that! β
"Your Highness the Seven." The leader walked up to Zhongli Boqian: "I actually brought Miss Wei Er to Weiyang City, which brought a big surprise to Zaixia." β
"Who are you?" Zhongli Boqian was a little shocked when he saw that he recognized him.
"Who?" The man smiled: "Your Highness the Seventh doesn't need to know, Your Highness the Seventh only needs to know that we are the ones who take His Highness's life, although you are not a threat, but your existence is still in the way of the master." β
"Master?" Zhongli Boqian was not in a hurry.
"And Miss Wei Er, since you can't stand on the master's side, I have to send you to hell together."
"Big brother." Wei Ziyu walked to Zhongli Boqian's side with a smile: "You just said that you want to take the lives of the three of us?" β
"Stinky girl, less poor mouth. If you dare to leave the city, you will never go back. β
"Ouch, Your Highness the Seventh, people are so scared!" Wei Ziyu tugged on Zhongli Boqian's arm and buried his head in his back.
Zhongli Boqian was helplessly amused by her yin and yang strange tone: "Ziyu, don't make trouble." β
The man was angry when he saw that they were indifferent to his threat.
"Suffer death!"
Zhongli Boqian and Wei Ziyu both dodged away, and the man was stunned, Zhongli Boqian had already drawn his sword and faced each other. The subordinates behind the man drew their swords one after another, and in the sound of swords, the voice of Wei Ziyu sounded: "Your Highness the Seventh, don't beat the leader to death." β
Seeing this, Sima Wanqin also drew his sword and rushed into the crowd.
The leading man was entangled with Zhongli Boqian, he didn't know that Zhongli Boqian was hiding so deeply, if he didn't get rid of him, he would definitely have endless troubles in the future, he usually pretended to be so simple, and he deceived everyone with no power to restrain him.
Wei Ziyu rushed into the crowd, and those people were a little caught off guard when they saw a woman attacking so quickly. Sima Wanqin then followed, fighting side by side with Wei Ziyu. Wei Ziyu jumped on Sima Yuqin's shoulder and stabbed the man in black next to him with his backhand. Although it is the first time for the two to cooperate, it is rare to have a tacit understanding.
Zhongli Boqian and the black-clothed man in the lead were consumed, and it was not until the black-clothed people behind him fell down one by one that the man was a little flustered.
"Sima Gongzi, we can't let anyone go!"
Sima Wanqin nodded, and together with her, he killed all the remaining black-clothed people, leaving not a single living mouth. Seeing this, Zhongli Boqian stepped up his offensive and defeated the leader.
"Didn't expect that, did you?" Zhongli Boqian looked at the man in black who was tied up and smiled brightly: "Your Highness is more powerful than you. β
The man was almost angry when he saw him like this.
Wei Ziyu quickly twisted his chin, took out a handkerchief from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth: "Want to die?" It's not that easy, you have to die if you want to die, understand? β
Zhongli Boqian showed a babbling look again, walking around the man in black, laughing at him as he walked: "Who said that he wanted to take the life of His Highness?" Where did Fang Cai's momentum go? β
"Woo woo......" The man in black, who couldn't speak, whimpered a few times and looked at him with tearful eyes.
"What do you see, what can you do with your eyes popping out?"
"Woo ......"
"Okay, Your Highness, why are you so bored?" Sima Wanqin couldn't help but say a few words to him.
"Ziyu, how long do we have to wait here?" Zhongli Boqian opened his mouth slightly: "It's getting dark, let's go into the city quickly!" β
"A little patience, okay?" Wei Ziyu tilted his head and smiled, and sat in the dry grass nest.
Sima Wanqin, who was sitting on the side, shook his head, why are these two so naΓ―ve?
The three of them grabbed the leader of the black-clothed man and waited in place for a long time, and finally when the sky was about to darken, they waited for the collar who came in a hurry.
"See the young master." Xiang Ling saw Qing Zijin sitting in the withered grass nest and half-knelt on the ground.
"See the young master." Seeing this, the fools behind him all knelt on the ground.
When the man in black saw this, he realized something.
Zhongli Boqian was frightened by their battle, and when he saw that they were half-kneeling in front of Yu Ziyu, and he was beside Ziyu, he quietly moved his position and sat behind Yu Ziyu. Sima Wanqin also silently turned his body behind Wei Ziyu, trying to avoid looking at these vain criminals.
"Get up!" Wei Ziyu had a cold face and took out his posture as a young master. She got up and patted the dead grass on her buttocks, and asked lightly, "Why didn't Black Moon come along?" β