Jiaohua

Chapter 1682 You're a Good Ghost

Later, Guo Yunzhe and others came to rescue Guo Shu.

Later, Shen Shuangcheng came to rescue Guo Yunzhe.

They were all won over by Fang Xiyu.

Even Shen Shuangcheng was no match for Fang Xiyu.

If Shi Yingying hadn't rescued Shen Shuangcheng by chance, Shen Shuangcheng would have surely died at his hands.

If Shen Shuangcheng had died back then, there wouldn't be the Shen Lie we have today!
Unfortunately, thinking about these thoughts a hundred times won't help—

Shen Lie is now using every move with deadly intent, fierce and powerful, with a sharp and piercing blade.

Fang Xiyu didn't feel old at all. He was still strong and robust, and among the best of the younger generation in the Fang family, no one could beat him.

But he struggled to block every move Shen Lie made, and his hands went numb.

Fang Xiyu could tell that Shen Lie wanted to end the fight as soon as possible so he could turn back and chase after Xie Huaichu.

But even if he figured it out, it was useless. Shen Lie attacked quickly and decisively, using brute force to overcome skill, leaving him with no openings.

For the first time in his life, he was suppressed by his opponent to the point that he had no chance to fight back.

"The younger generation is truly formidable!" Fang Xiyu shouted. "But Shen Lie, the person you're after isn't me, it's Xie Huaichu!"

Shen Lie said in a deep voice, "Kill all the outcasts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lie unleashed even greater speed, the blade flashing as he twisted his wrist, slashing horizontally.

Fang Xiyu quickly retreated and used his sword to block.

Shen Lie's knife tip grazed Fang Xiyu's neck, just three inches away from slitting his throat.

Before Fang Xiyu could even break out in a cold sweat, Shen Lie had already switched swords between his left and right hands. His left hand was equally nimble as he sidestepped Fang Xiyu's longsword and simultaneously pulled it sharply from left to right.

In the dim light, Fang Xiyu saw a flash of silver light, and a cool sensation swept across his throat, followed by a gush of hot blood.

Ye Zheng led his soldiers and rushed over from afar: "General!"

"General, it really is you!"

Before they could get close, Shen Lie shouted in a clear voice, "I'm going after him! Search him!"

"Yes!" Ye Zheng replied loudly.

Xie Huaichu ran as fast as he could, deliberately avoiding the direction he had come from.

He strode up a stone staircase, running and muttering to himself that there was a path ahead, there must be a path.

As I was running, a point of orange light suddenly lit up ahead.

Xie Huaichu quickly stopped, drew his sword, and retreated.

The orange light swayed gently, revealing a small, round ball of light. Behind the light, a woman wearing a golden mask tilted her head to look at him.

Xie Huaichu turned pale with fright and pointed his sword at the enemy, shouting, "Who goes there!"

Xia Zhaoyi spoke softly, her voice delicate, "Ghost."

"What the hell!"

"...Pfft!" Xia Zhaoyi chuckled. "I'm a good ghost. Who are you, coming here to keep me company?"

Xie Huaichu frowned and took a large step back.

Xia Zhaoyi said, "This is my territory. If you don't want to die, tell me honestly why you came here."

Xie Huaichu swallowed hard, remaining motionless and watching her warily.

Xia Zhaoyi's voice turned serious: "Speak."

Xie Huaichu remained silent, not uttering a single word.

Xia Zhaoyi narrowed her eyes, and the lamp in her hand suddenly disappeared. Before Xie Huaichu's eyes could adjust to the darkness, he heard a sudden gust of wind.

He quickly stepped back, only to have his right shoulder pressed down from behind: "Not going to talk?"

Xie Huaichu was shocked and turned to stab, but the other party disappeared.

Xie Huaichu ignored everything and ran away, but the small light lit up again twenty steps ahead of him.

The light was very faint, but it was blinding to Xie Huaichu.

Xie Huaichu stopped in his tracks, not daring to approach any further, staring blankly at the "ghostly figure." Xia Zhaoyi walked slowly over and said softly, "If you die here, you will be trapped here forever, and you will never be able to get out."

This was the inspiration that Lü Wuwei gave her.

Xie Huaichu raised his sword with difficulty: "Don't come any closer."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled: "You are very brave, young man. You are not afraid of death, but are you afraid of never being reincarnated, of living a life worse than death?"

"Don't come any closer!!" Xie Huaichu cried out in a trembling voice.

Even the most skilled swordsman would be terrified and his legs would go weak in this situation.

Xia Zhaoyi's voice was gentle: "Speak, why did you trespass on my territory?"

"Tang Xiangsi sent me! He's hundreds of years old, you should arrest him!"

"What does this Tang Xiangsi want you to come here for?"

"Capture Feng Qingang and find what he left behind! You must know Feng Qingang!"

“There is no Feng Qingang in this world,” Xia Zhaoyi replied with the information she had picked up on the spot, “only Feng Guoqiao, only Han Ruiqian.”

Xie Huaichu leaned against the wall, utterly convinced by the "person" before him...

“Yes,” Xie Huaichu nodded, “He is not Feng Qingang, he is Han Ruiqian.”

"So, what are you looking for? I'll help you find it. I'm the most familiar with this underground palace."

Xie Huaichu stiffened and looked up at her: "You, you're really a devil?"

Xia Zhaoyi struggled to suppress a laugh: "Speak, what are you looking for?"

“Find one of his treasures, including a bronze bell. Do you remember it?”

"A copper bell? I don't have one. He left behind too many treasures; I have no interest in them. What kind of copper bell was it?"

"A bronze bell with a hollowed-out design of wind god patterns on the body, a jade tongue inside, and a handle shaped like a blue phoenix holding a branch."

Xia Zhaoyi asked, "What's the use?"

Xie Huaichu looked around and then back at Xia Zhaoyi: "Are there any other people around here? Can you sense them?"

"No, it's just me."

"Then, have you seen a lame person?"

Xia Zhaoyi didn't want to cause trouble and shook her head: "No."

Xie Huaichu breathed a long sigh of relief: "Alright, since you are a good ghost, I will tell you this matter. Tang Xiangsi is my lord. He only mentioned to me that he had already passed away, but was awakened by someone shaking a bronze bell. Since then, he has gained immortality."

Xia Zhaoyi said, "That's why you came."

"If we could capture Feng Qingang alive, that would be even better! By the way, where is he now?"

"died."

Xie Huaichu frowned and nodded.

Shen Lie must have killed Feng Qingang first before chasing after them.

The thought that there were other people in the tunnel, such as that old guy Li Ling, made Xie Huaichu uneasy again.

He looked up at the woman in front of him, clearly regarding her as a protector: "Could you... help me kill a few people?"

Xia Zhaoyi simply said, "Feng Qingang and a bronze bell, and that's it?"

"There's more. If you could lead me to that treasure, that would be wonderful!"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "If I take you to find those treasures, will you take them back and give them to Tang Xiangsi?"

"……yes."

Where are you going to look for him?

Her words and tone made Xie Huaichu feel uneasy again.

Xie Huaichu took a step back and raised his sword: "You... really are a ghost?"

Xia Zhaoyi asked, "What do you think?"

"The more I look at you, the less you seem like me. Who are you? Who exactly are you?!"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "I see through it but I won't say it. Let's keep playing this charade. Maybe you'll still have a chance to survive."