Young Song: The Hidden Sword God, Han Yi and Her Child Arrive at the Door.

Once the carriage left the territory of Snowmoon City, it entered a vast, dense forest.

Ancient trees reach for the sky, their branches and leaves lush and verdant. Sunlight filters through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows, creating what should have been a tranquil and serene scene. Yet, at this moment, a chilling, desolate atmosphere permeates the forest.

"Whoa—"

Lei Wujie suddenly pulled on the reins, and the four Jade Lions of the Night let out an uneasy neigh and stopped.

"There's a murderous aura about him!"

Lei Wujie cautiously looked around. Although he still looked simple-minded, his combat instincts had become much sharper after the battle at the tavern.

"It's not just that it exists, it's that it's very large."

Xiao Se leaned lazily against the carriage, a delicate jade fan that had appeared in his hand at some point. He tapped it lightly against his palm. "Those rats in the Dark River are really like dog skin plasters, impossible to shake off."

Wushuang hugged the sword box tightly, her eyes gleaming with excitement: "Perfect timing! Time to test my newly mastered 'One Sword to Immobilize' technique!"

Before he could finish speaking...

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Deep in the dense forest, countless dark figures flickered.

Immediately afterwards, a rain of arrows, like locusts swarming across the land, rained down on the carriage!

These arrows were no ordinary ones; each arrowhead was coated with a deadly poison, gleaming with a ghostly blue light. Interspersed among the rain of arrows were also Tang Clan's unique hidden weapons—Soul-Chasing Nails, caltrops, and flying stones…

This was a meticulously planned ambush!

"Hmph! A mere trick!"

Lei Wujie roared, his body blazing with red light as he instantly activated his scorching fire technique, "Watch me burn all this scrap metal to ashes!"

He unleashed a barrage of scorching palm winds with both hands, blasting away all the arrows raining down from the front.

Not to be outdone, Wushuang opened his sword box, and several flying swords transformed into streaks of light, weaving an impenetrable sword net around the carriage, shredding all the hidden weapons that tried to get close.

Although Xiao Se couldn't use his internal energy, his movements were unpredictable, like a slippery eel, weaving freely through the rain of arrows. He would occasionally use his jade-bone fan to deflect a few stragglers and offer a few comments:

"Tsk, this hidden weapon technique is too crude; it's obviously the work of an outer disciple."

"That arrow missed by three inches. If you don't have good eyesight, you shouldn't be an assassin."

While the fight was raging outside...

Inside the carriage, however, the scene was quite different.

Su Changqing remained half-reclined on the cushion, engrossed in reading a storybook.

Li Hanyi was peeling lychees for Xiao Nuomi, and the mother and daughter were enjoying themselves immensely, completely unaffected by the shouts of battle outside.

"Daddy, are they setting off firecrackers outside?"

Hearing the crackling sound, Little Nuomi curiously poked her head out the window.

Su Changqing reacted quickly, gently pressing her forehead with one finger and pushing her back down: "Don't move around, it's dusty outside, be careful not to get it in your eyes."

Then, he lazily shouted outside:

"Hey you three, can you hurry up? Don't let those scrap metal pieces hit the carriage! This is made of Phoebe zhennan wood; if the paint chips, it's very expensive! It'll cost several hundred taels of silver to repaint it!"

The three people outside were speechless upon hearing this.

Is this human talk?

We risked our lives to shield you from harm, and all you care about is the car paint?!

"Brother-in-law! You're exploiting us!" Lei Wujie shouted indignantly. "I want a raise! I want extra chicken legs!"

"Add, add, add! Swatte these flies, and I'll give you two extra tonight!" Su Changqing casually replied.

"Okay!"

Lei Wujie was instantly energized, his palm strikes becoming even more ferocious. "Wushuang! Xiaose! Stop holding back! For that chicken leg, charge!"

"For the chicken leg..."

Wushuang's lips twitched, feeling his sword spirit insulted, but the flying sword in his hand became even more ferocious. "Cloud Shuttle! Light Frost! Slash!"

With these three super "security guards" in action, the assassins from the underground river and the Tang Clan disciples lying in ambush on the outskirts quickly gave way.

Despite their large numbers, they were simply easy prey in the face of overwhelming strength.

Wow! So many Flying Heroes!

Although Little Nuomi was pushed back down, she couldn't resist secretly peeking through a crack in the curtains. Looking at the men in black leaping from treetop to treetop outside, she clapped her hands excitedly, "Are they dancing? That big brother in the red shirt is amazing, his butt's on fire!"

Lei Wujie, who was casting a fire spell, stumbled and almost fell off the roof of the carriage.

"Little niece! That's a fire-burning technique! Not a fire on your butt!" Lei Wujie shouted in despair.

"Hehehe!" Little Nuomi laughed so hard she almost fell over.

Seeing their daughter's happy expression, Su Changqing and Li Hanyi exchanged a glance, their eyes full of smiles.

This is the composure of the strong.

What would be a deadly ambush in the eyes of ordinary people is nothing more than a little diversion on the journey, or even a free acrobatic show for the children.

Fifteen minutes later.

The shouts of battle outside gradually subsided.

Most of the assassins had been eliminated by Lei Wujie and his two companions, and the remaining few, seeing that things were not going well, also slipped away.

"Phew... all done!"

Lei Wujie jumped off the carriage, dusted himself off, and said smugly, "How's it going, brother-in-law? No paint chipping, right?"

Su Changqing glanced out the window and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, barely passable. Looks like I didn't waste my time eating these past few days."

"That's right! I am..."

Lei Wujie was just about to boast a little.

suddenly!

The ground suddenly shook violently!

"Boom!"

The soil under the carriage suddenly burst open without warning!

An old man dressed in a gray robe with a sinister face emerged from the ground like a pangolin!

He is an elder of the Tang Clan, skilled in earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magic that allows one to escape from the earth). He has been lying in wait underground, waiting for this moment when everyone is off guard!

"Su Changqing! Die!"

The old man had a ferocious expression and held in his hand an extremely beautiful lotus flower made of some unknown metal.

The lotus petals were layered upon layered, each shimmering with a dangerous red light, and the center radiated a heart-palpitating heat!

The Tang Clan's number one hidden weapon—Buddha's Wrath Tang Lotus!

Although this is just a replica and its power is less than half that of the original, it is still enough to level an area within a hundred meters!

"Oh no! It's the Buddha's Wrath Lotus!"

Xiao Se's face changed drastically, and he shouted in terror, "Run!!!"

Lei Wujie and Wushuang were also terrified.

At such close range, there was simply no time to dodge!

The elder gave them no chance to react, grinning maliciously as he hurled the metal lotus in his hand hard at the chassis of the carriage!

"Hahahaha! The patriarch has given the order! We must blow you all up at all costs! Let's all go to hell together!"