Jiaohua

Chapter 1627 The Girl's Pressure
Ling'er couldn't beat Xia Zhaoyi either.

The two were evenly matched, but Ling'er couldn't get rid of Xia Zhaoyi, while Xia Zhaoyi could easily get rid of Ling'er.

Ling'er had never fought such a difficult battle before. She needed to be extremely focused, because if she was even slightly careless, her opponent would seize the opportunity to strike.

Xia Zhaoyi was also struggling.

Ling'er's attacks were extremely fierce, so she couldn't let her guard down. In addition, she also had to prevent Nangong Qiuming and the female guards from escaping.

Liao Yi arrived with his men, shouting, "Hold her back!"

He raised the large knife in his hand and shot it towards Xia Zhaoyi's back.

Seeing this, Ling'er, risking serious injury from Xia Zhaoyi, forced Xia Zhaoyi to stand in the direction of the large sword.

Xia Zhaoyi reacted incredibly quickly, her steps were cunning, and the broadsword only grazed her arm, drawing a line of blood.

But Ling'er's wrist was entangled by her Thousand Silk Jade, and the silver thorns flickered and severed her wrist.

A large amount of blood spurted out, but Ling'er gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound, continuing to lunge at Xia Zhaoyi.

For someone wielding two swords, losing one sword doesn't simply mean a reduction in skill level; it results in a significant decrease.

This time, Ling'er could no longer stop Xia Zhaoyi, whose long whip easily knocked away her other sword.

Almost as soon as the sword left her hand, Ling'er charged forward empty-handed, her mind blank, wanting only to fight to the death with her opponent.

Xia Zhaoyi lashed out with two lashes, and Ling'er immediately bled; the wounds were extremely deep.

After that, Xia Zhaoyi ignored her and turned to chase after Liao Yi.

"Stop!!" Ling'er chased after him, "I'm going to kill you, you stop right there!!"

After chasing for a few steps, she suddenly felt all her strength drain away and fell forward.

The recklessness that came with being in combat vanished instantly after leaving the battle.

The pain at her severed wrist and the two whip marks on her body became clear, causing her excruciating pain.

She gritted her teeth and got up, watching Nangong Qiuming and the female guard run away.

A profound sense of powerlessness completely overwhelmed Ling'er. As soon as she collapsed, Ali stopped caring about Nangong Qiuming, because Ali knew that Nangong Qiuming was old and frail and could easily be overtaken if he walked on foot.

Ling'er opened her mouth and burst into tears.

Sure enough, after Liao Yi and the Liao family experts were captured by Xia Zhaoyi, she went after Nangong Qiuming and the female guard.

The female guard held Nangong Qiuming tightly.

Nangong Qiuming was soaked to the bone; his old body was no match for the river wind.

The commotion behind them grew louder and louder, and the girl, seemingly tireless, ran towards them at breakneck speed.

"Sir, hurry..." the female guard said fearfully.

Nangong Qiuming was also afraid.

The girl rushed towards them like a terrifying monster, bringing with her immense and dreadful oppressive aura.

The more afraid you are, the heavier your steps feel, and you can't take a single step at all.

Nangong Qiuming suddenly realized he was trembling, unsure whether it was from the cold river wind or from being frightened by the girl.

“It won’t work, we’ll definitely be caught up,” Nangong Qiuming said, taking out a pill. “You do your best to get away, don’t worry about me, go back and tell the lord what happened.”

"Sir!" The female guard exclaimed, her eyes wide with tears.

Nangong Qiuming looked down at the pill in his hand, and without hesitation, tilted his head back and swallowed it.

"Hurry up and go!" Nangong Qiuming shouted at the female guard.

The female guard wept bitterly, looked at him with reluctance, and then turned and ran away.

The medicine would take effect quickly, and Nangong Qiuming sat down, leaning against a rock.

He watched the girl run towards him. But he was wrong.

Xia Zhaoyi glanced at him only once before chasing after the female guard.

Nangong Qiuming didn't expect her to be so ruthless, not even intending to leave a single survivor.

"Ah Li!" Nangong Qiuming cried out, "I'm about to die! I swallowed some medicine! Do you want to know where Feng Qingang is?!"

Xia Zhaoyi frowned and stopped.

She turned to look at Nangong Qiuming.

There's no guarantee that Nangong Qiuming will say it, but compared to this female guard, Feng Qingang is indeed more worthy of her attention.

Xia Zhaoyi walked back to Nangong Qiuming.

After several fights and chases, Xia Zhaoyi's forehead was covered in sweat. Her arm was injured and bleeding profusely from the sneak attack by Liao Yi and Ling'er.

But she got used to it; after rolling around on the battlefield for so long, her ability to endure pain had grown.

Nangong Qiuming said, "I'll tell you where Feng Qingang is, and you can let them live."

Xia Zhaoyi remained expressionless, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Nangong Qiuming said, "I know you've been looking for Feng Qingang. If you find him, kill him, because he also owes me a life! I only had one nephew in my life, and he died at Feng Qingang's hands. And you know what that beast Feng Qingang likes. My nephew died a terrible death."

Xia Zhaoyi said, "Tell me, where is he?"

"Zhuzhou".

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes flashed with a mocking smile: "Feng Qingang is in Zhuzhou, or do you want to lure me to Zhuzhou? Nangong Qiuming and Zeng Yuanzhi are in my hands."

Nangong Qiuming's eyes widened: "How do you know Zeng Yuanzhi!"

"The person who went to your residence to kill someone was me."

Nangong Qiuming glanced at the Thousand Silk Jade Whip in her hand; it was through this silver whip that they had confirmed her identity: "You are indeed formidable. How did the Qiao family produce such a powerful person as you..."

Where exactly is Feng Qingang?

Nangong Qiuming's smile turned triumphant, and dark red blood slid down from the corner of his mouth: "I don't know..."

Xia Zhaoyi lowered her eyes: "You really think I can't catch your female bodyguard?"

“She’s an assassin too, a killer. If I don’t stay by her side and keep enough distance, she can escape.”

"I said catch, not chase."

Nangong Qiuming shook his head: "It's no use. Without me, she will almost never serve the Lord again. As long as she lives in seclusion, you will have no chance to catch her."

Blood was flowing more and more from his mouth when he suddenly burst into laughter: "Ah Li, you've been clever your whole life, but this is the first time someone has tricked you like this!"

Xia Zhaoyi looked at him: "But do you really think that such a small thing is very important to me?"

Nangong Qiuming's smile froze, and he looked up to examine the young girl closely.

For his age, she was in the prime of her youth, just a young girl.

Although he bled a lot, Nangong Qiuming didn't feel any pain.

“This medicine is good. I finally have a chance to take it,” Nangong Qiuming pointed to his mouth. “This medicine was made by your great-great-great-grandfather. It will kill you and keep you alive for less than half an hour, but it won’t hurt, not even a little bit. Even though I fell into the water just now and was freezing cold, I don’t feel anything now. It’s said that if you’re about to die from a sword wound, it will stop hurting you after taking it.”

Xia Zhaoyi noticed that he did indeed seem relaxed as he spoke.

She suddenly became interested in the medicine: "What's this medicine called?"

Nangong Qiuming smiled through his mouthful of blood: "I won't tell you."

"Then let's not talk about it."

“There are very few people in this world who know the name of this medicine, and there are only a few pills left. Even if you go out and ask around, you won’t be able to find out anything.”

Xia Zhaoyi suddenly said, "Feng Qingang should know, right?"