Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi shook the unconscious Wang Yu, raising an eyebrow slightly:

"You've already fainted? That won't do. If you pass out, you won't feel the pain."

He tightened his grip on Wang Yu's long black hair, half-dragging and half-lifting him, suspending him in mid-air.

Blood continued to flow from the severed shoulder, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

The next moment, Xie Xiaoyi slightly turned his wrist, held the pig-slaughtering knife behind his back, and slowly raised his free right hand, his index finger slightly clenched.

A wisp of pale blue true energy, visible to the naked eye, slowly condensed from the fingertip, as thin as a hair, yet it remained concentrated and did not dissipate.

Then gently tapped the Shen Ting acupoint, located directly between Wang Yu's eyebrows—

This is the most reliable acupoint for waking up and opening the mind in the human body. A wisp of true energy entering the body can forcibly pull a person who is on the verge of death and unconscious back to consciousness.

puff--

A faint, soft sound rang out.

The pale blue true energy pierced directly into Wang Yu's brow.

But in an instant.

"Ugh... Ah—!!!"

The second prince, who had just been unconscious, suddenly convulsed and regained full consciousness.

The pain from the broken shoulder wounds was excruciating, causing him to shed tears, snot, and cold sweat.

"Xie Xiaoyi, let me go! I'm a cripple now, please spare my life!"

Xie Xiaoyi snorted coldly: "It's good that you're awake! I saved you not out of pity or mercy."

As he spoke, he leaned close to Wang Yu's ear and whispered, "I'm just afraid that if you die too easily, you won't experience the suffering that follows."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu finally understood: he wanted him to suffer a terrible death!

Since that's the case, we might as well just end it quickly.

"Xie Xiaoyi, you beast, you bastard who deserves to die a horrible death! If you have the guts, just kill me! What kind of person is this, humiliating someone..."

"Noisy."

Xie Xiaoyi gripped the butcher knife in reverse, his wrist trembling as he spun a rapid arc of blade light, leaving only a blur in his wake.

Swish—swish—swish—swish—swish—swish—

Six soft sounds rang out in unison.

There were no severed limbs, no flying blood and flesh, but the cursing stopped abruptly.

The next second, Wang Yu's robes tore open inch by inch, revealing numerous fine yet deep wounds covering his entire body.

The depth was perfectly controlled.

It doesn't strike vital points or damage meridians, but instead pierces the most painful spot.

Blood slowly seeped from the wound, quickly soaking through his clothes. Wang Yu was in so much pain that he convulsed all over, unable to utter a single curse, only able to suppress his screams and sobs.

Xie Xiaoyi sheathed his knife and gripped it tightly, his tone calm: "It's much quieter now. We'll settle things slowly from here on out."

All the patrol battalions and government guards were frozen in place.

The person in front of me, is he committing murder?

He was clearly doing something completely ordinary.

Slicing flesh, chopping limbs, cutting skin, severing tendons...

In his hands, the blood-stained butcher knife was lighter than cutting vegetables and more natural than chopping wood.

Each cut was swift and chilling.

It seems that in his eyes, the high and mighty Second Prince was no different from the pigs and dogs in the marketplace who were at the mercy of others.

Sen Lie felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head.

The second prince had both arms severed and was in critical condition.

Even if they were rescued now, they would be useless. His Majesty the Emperor would be even angrier if he saw them, and the patrol battalion would definitely be held responsible!

Since that's the case, he can't care about anything else.

Capturing and killing this scoundrel might allow us to atone for our mistakes to His Majesty and leave him a chance to survive.

At this thought, the last trace of restraint in Sen Lie's eyes vanished completely, leaving only a mad, ruthless ferocity.

He suddenly raised his sword, pointed it to the sky, and roared:

"All troops, listen to my command—this man is brutal and tyrannical, he murdered a prince, kill him without mercy!! Everyone, charge! Dismember him!"

At a command, hundreds of imperial guards roared in unison, their swords and spears flashing like a forest, fearlessly charging towards Xie Xiaoyi.

Xie Xiaoyi smiled with narrowed eyes, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and suddenly rose up, grabbing Wang Yu by the hair with one hand and flying straight into the air.

With a flick of his fingertips, he formed a hand seal, and the wooden sword behind him flew out on its own, hovering at his feet. Then, with a gentle step, he landed steadily on the wooden sword.

Everyone present was terrified.

"Holy crap, it can fly? Is this some kind of legendary sword-riding flight?"

"No wonder the Grand Commander was kicked away by him; he's a legendary sword immortal!"

All the patrol soldiers froze on the spot, looking up at the figure standing on a sword, their faces filled with shock and bewilderment.

Xie Xiaoyi stood on a wooden sword, riding the wind, and soared upwards.

In the blink of an eye, it had risen to a height of tens of feet.

Looking down at the entire long street, looking down at the densely packed Imperial Guards, looking down at the pale-faced Senlie.

He laughed loudly, waved his hand downwards, and his voice, amplified by his inner energy, reached everyone's ears:

"So, you're the fierce tiger chieftain Senlie, aren't you? Since you're so eager to save your Second Prince, then I'll return him to you."

The moment the words left his mouth.

Xie Xiaoyi, holding Wang Yu upside down, suddenly gathered his strength and slammed him downwards with the force of a dragon's tail swing—

Like throwing a blood-red meteorite!

Before Wang Yu could even cry for help, his body crashed straight into the Senlie and Imperial Guards on the ground with the force of a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting!

"No--!!"

Sen Lie's soul was scattered; with such force and height, who would dare to withstand it?

Anyone who tries to catch it will be smashed to pieces!

He almost instinctively moved to the side to dodge.

The people around were so frightened that they scattered and fled in all directions. No one dared to step forward to help or stop them!

They could only watch helplessly as the Second Prince Wang Yu's body crashed down from the sky!

boom! !

Blood splattered, flesh and bone shattered, and a loud bang shook the entire street.

The second prince, who had just been cursing wildly, was instantly smashed into a bloody, mangled pulp and fell silent.

The entire room fell silent.

Even the wind has stopped.

Sen Lie stood frozen in place, staring at the pool of blood that was no longer recognizable as human, his whole body turning ice-cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

High in the sky.

Xie Xiaoyi stood on a wooden sword, his clothes fluttering in the wind, looking down at the pool of crimson below, his expression as calm as ever.

It seems like... he just casually threw away a piece of trash.

......

Late at night, in a secluded, dilapidated alleyway.

Zhang San huddled in the corner, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, barely daring to breathe, his heart pounding wildly.

He escaped without looking back during the chaos in the patrol battalion and the lull in Xie Xiaoyi's actions.

He had long since forgotten about being the second prince and his duties as a guard; saving his own life was the only thing that mattered.

"That Xie Xiaoyi is a jinx, and the Second Prince is really something, why did he have to bully Fu Yaoqin of all people?"

"Luckily I ran fast; if I had been any later, I would have been done for too."

He only hoped that Xie Xiaoyi wouldn't discover him or catch up with him. As for whether the Second Prince was alive or dead, he didn't care at all.

Just then—

A figure landed silently in front of him...