freenovelworld Chapter 332: Help! Let me go!
Chapter 332: Help! Let me go!
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the chaotic and bloody scene on the battlefield. She knew perfectly well that with her and Pei Yan's meager fighting strength, if they recklessly charged in, they would be handing their lives to the monk Hua, just throwing their heads away for nothing.
Fang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath to calm herself down, then looked at Pei Yan with a firm gaze and urgently suggested, "Pei Yan, take a good look. With our current abilities, rushing in would be no different from moths to a flame. In my opinion, we should go back to the Hua residence first and discuss a better strategy."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yan frowned, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. He realized that acting recklessly at this moment was unwise. He gritted his teeth, nodded helplessly, and replied, "You're right, this is the only way for now."
Little did they know, the two of them had barely stumbled back to the Hua residence and hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath when they heard a deafening commotion erupting from within. The sound was like countless bees buzzing in their ears, unsettling them. Their hearts clenched, they exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, they raced towards the direction from which the sound was coming.
When they arrived at the scene, the sight before them utterly horrified them. The usually obedient old steward of the Hua family was now a completely different person, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, leading a group of vicious strangers in a brutal massacre of the Hua family's defenseless servants.
The old steward's eyes were wide open, filled with greed and malice. He rubbed his hands together incessantly, as if he could already see the Hua family's vast wealth about to fall into his own hands. He muttered to himself, "Hmph, everything in the Hua family will be mine today! I've endured for so many years, and I've finally waited for this moment!"
Not far from him, Hua Ruyan was being held tightly by two strong thugs. Her once beautiful face was now ashen, and tears streamed down her face as she screamed in terror, "Help! Let me go!"
Upon seeing this, Fang Xiaoxiao was so angry that her eyebrows stood on end and her almond eyes widened. She shouted, "You old thief, how dare you be so heartless and commit such an unforgivable evil!"
The old butler was immersed in his dream of imminent success, smug and arrogant.
Suddenly hearing Fang Xiaoxiao's angry shout, he turned around very slowly and contemptuously. When he saw that it was Fang Xiaoxiao and Pei Yan, a look of disdain instantly appeared on his face, as if he had seen two harmless little insects.
He tilted his head, his lips curled up in an extremely ugly and evil smile, and said in a sarcastic tone.
"Oh ho, I thought it was some two fools making a scene here, but it turns out to be you two little thieves! Little girl, don't get worked up. After this steward has thoroughly enjoyed this delicate beauty, Hua Ruyan, you'll be next, hahahaha!"
As the old butler spoke, he licked his lips with his tongue, his disgusting appearance making one want to vomit. His hands waved wildly in the air, as if he already considered Hua Ruyan and Fang Xiaoxiao as his possessions.
Before his arrogant words had even finished, Pei Yan was already enraged by his shameless remarks. A fierce rage instantly ignited in Pei Yan's eyes, a resolute glint flashing within them. He swiftly raised his right hand and swung it with a fluid, effortless motion.
In that instant, an incredibly sharp throwing knife, like lightning slicing through the darkness, flew towards the old butler with lightning speed, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.
The old butler had no idea that Pei Yan would make such a swift move. Before he could even blink, the throwing knife had already pierced his throat with perfect accuracy.
The old butler's laughter abruptly stopped, like a string suddenly snapped. His eyes widened like saucers, almost popping out of their sockets, his face filled with disbelief and utter terror. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but could only gurgle, and blood welled up in his throat.
Immediately afterward, his body swayed a few times, like a felled tree, and with a "thud," he fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Before he could even fully react, he breathed his last and went to meet the King of Hell.
Fang Xiaoxiao was stunned by Pei Yan's sudden, decisive, and courageous act. It took her several seconds to come to her senses before she exclaimed with delight, "Pei Yan, well done!"
The bandits watched helplessly as the old steward met his end, and they were instantly enraged. Their eyes widened like saucers, almost bulging out of their sockets, their faces contorted with rage and savagery. Like a pack of mad dogs that had lost their minds, they howled and frantically slashed at Pei Yan with their knives.
When Hua Ruyan saw her beloved being besieged by this group of vicious bandits, her heart clenched instantly, as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.
Her face turned deathly pale, her delicate body trembled uncontrollably, and her terrified eyes were filled with despair and worry. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "Be careful!" Her voice was sharp and broken from extreme fear, like silk being torn apart. Deep in her heart, she was even convinced with utter despair that Pei Yan was doomed this time, doomed to die.
But what happened next was completely unexpected, like a thunderclap exploding above her head, leaving her stunned and speechless. Pei Yan moved like lightning, swift as the wind, his entire being seemingly transforming into a phantom. His longsword moved with impenetrable speed, creating a dense web of sword shadows, each strike carrying the force of a thunderbolt, so sharp it chilled the heart.
Fang Xiaoxiao, standing to the side, was no ordinary person either. Her movements were as graceful as a dancing fairy, yet she possessed a deadly killing power. Her actions were as swift as the wind, and the short sword in her hand was like the gleaming tongue of a serpent, cunning and ruthless, each move deadly.
Pei Yan and Fang Xiaoxiao faced five or six bandits charging menacingly, but their faces showed no fear. Instead, they exuded a resolute courage and confidence.
They cooperated seamlessly, with perfect understanding, as if they were telepathically connected.
With a graceful sidestep, Pei Yan nimbly dodged the deadly blade hurtling towards him. Then, he launched a flying kick, like a cannonball, incredibly swift and powerful, sending a bandit flying a great distance before he crashed heavily to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, his longsword, like a dragon emerging from the sea, swiftly pierced the chest of another bandit. The bandit didn't even utter a sound before dying.
Fang Xiaoxiao was equally impressive. With a flash, she leaped behind a bandit like a ghost, and with a swift, cunning swing of her short sword, a deep gash appeared on the bandit's neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
In the blink of an eye, these five or six arrogant and domineering bandits were swiftly dealt with. They lay sprawled on the ground, their deaths gruesome.
Hua Ruyan's beautiful eyes widened, her cherry-like mouth gaping open wide enough to fit an egg. She simply couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes, standing there frozen as if petrified. After a long while, she murmured to herself as if waking from a dream, "This... how is this possible? They are so powerful!"