"Something happened on the way here. Oh right, where are you going?" Feng Zhiyao was very curious.
"It's just a matter of business. You have something important to discuss with me?" Li Mincan asked as she pursed her lips.
"Yes, can I have a word with you?" Feng Zhiyao looked at the follower beside him, then smiled and asked.
"Alright, wait a moment. This Young Master will be right back." Thus, Li Mincan pulled Feng Zhiyao's small hand and walked in the direction of the parasol tree forest.
"There's no one else here, go ahead." Li Mincan asked softly, still holding onto her hand, not willing to let go.
"Mincan, I dreamt of Jinran last night." Feng Zhiyao observed her expression as her spoke.
"You said that you dreamed of Jinran, and then?" Li Mincan was very nervous, the big hand he was pulling her suddenly tightened, causing her to feel pain.
"Then, I saw Jinran lying in a pool of blood all over. I was really afraid that something bad would happen to Jinran." Feng Zhiyao was very worried for Li Jinran.
"Even dreams are the opposite, don't let your thoughts run wild. I believe that Jinran will definitely contact us! " Li Mincan comforted her as he gently embraced her.
"Yeah, I might be worrying about something. I wonder when I'll be able to see him again?" Feng Zhiyao did not notice that the bottom of her eyes were currently bearing bits and pieces of longing.
But Li Mincan could tell. "Yao'er, are you and Jinran not ordinary good friends?" His tone was a bit sour, but his words were just right.
"What do you think?" Feng Zhiyao smiled faintly, and did not take it to heart.
"Yao'er, you can provoke anyone you want, but you absolutely cannot provoke my little brother Jinran." Li Mincan reminded her in good will, and the smile on his face did not diminish.
"How is that possible? She likes you!" Feng Zhiyao smiled lightly, her smile pulling at her waist and gently swaying it. Her jet-black hair was flickering with jade beads like golden hairpins and pearls. As her body swayed, it gave off rays of light as beautiful as the morning light.
At this moment, the leaves of the wutong tree drifted along with the wind, as if carrying away all of their worries. The two stared at each other, their gazes burning.
"Yao'er, you are the most beautiful when you smile, and also the most moving!" He had always known that he liked her. There were many times in his dreams where the woman's face under him had always been Yao'er. When he woke up, it was indeed an empty room …
"Mincan, I never thought you would praise me. However, I am very happy." Feng Zhiyao reached out her slender lotus arms and wrapped them around his neck, coquettishly smiling.
"Yao'er, I … I want to kiss you. " After he finished speaking, he did not wait for Feng Zhiyao's consent as he shattered kisses that covered the sky.
Feng Zhiyao was shocked by Li Mincan's sudden overbearing kiss, but that warm touch caused ripples to surface in the bottom of her heart. Her head, which was like a cherry blossom dancing in the sky, suddenly lost its ability to think, and she could only allow him, who was constantly tormenting the Demon Emperor, to ravage him gently above her cherry lips.
This kind of feeling made her want to sigh comfortably, and she couldn't help but close her eyes.
When Li Mincan saw Feng Zhiyao's intoxicated expression, a deep sense of satisfaction rose up from the bottom of his heart. The tip of his tongue nimbly slid across her lips, and gently pried open the jade-like white teeth, sweeping the flower juice in Feng Zhiyao's mouth like a gale, as sweet as he could remember, more intoxicating than his imagination.
This familiar feeling suddenly engulfed Feng Zhiyao as streams of air stopped in her chest and spread across her entire body. If it weren't for Li Mincan holding her, she probably would have collapsed to the ground long ago. Waves of heat wave made her feel comfortable and comfortable, like clouds, and made her unable to help herself from letting out a tender moan.
Li Mincan's body became hot, he wanted more, but the loathsome voice sounded from the distance, was it his butler who asked him when he was going to leave?
"Mincan, there's still a lot of time to come. You should do your job first! It's time for me to ride back. " Feng Zhiyao grabbed his hand, and laughed with her small red face.
"Yao'er, I really want to finish what happened that night with you! Yao'er, you have now been bestowed the title of a princess by the Emperor, and the matter of marriage is even more irrevocable, are you worried? " Li Mincan was worried for her.
"Mincan, thank you for your concern. I won't be so weak!" Marry a bird? If the old emperor dared to go against her wishes, she would seize his mountains and rivers and sell him to a brothel!
"Yao'er, if we travel together, we might only be able to send you on your way. What do you think? " Li Mincan hugged her tightly. He did not want to give up, and this time, he followed his own will, not wanting to bother about his own mission.
"Alright." Feng Zhiyao smiled. Being on the same level as a beautiful man was probably a happy life for her.
So the two of them rode together, Li Mincan's subordinates following behind them.
The two of them had truly parted ways on the public road.
"Yao'er, be careful on the road." Li Mincan's burning gaze landed on Feng Zhiyao's body, and said gently.
Such a gentle Li Mincan caused the subordinates to gape in shock, as if they could swallow an entire egg.
This was the first time they had seen a Young Master like this. Many times, the Young Master in their eyes were filled with a sinister and bloodthirsty side.
"Got it, then you be careful too." Feng Zhiyao looked at the sky, it was still early, why not go to a nearby restaurant to eat?
"Yes." Li Mincan originally wanted to send someone to protect her, but after thinking about it, if Feng Zhiyao knew about it, he was afraid that she would misunderstand the matter and watch him. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to send an assassin to protect him from a distance, not allowing him to disturb Feng Zhiyao.
This was a small town near the outskirts of Xianyang City. There were not many restaurants, Feng Zhiyao picked one that was cleaner, called Lucky's Restaurant, and walked in.
After ordering a few small dishes, she waited for a long time, until the hot dishes were finally served, just that the food was definitely not as delicious as the dishes cooked by Zi Yun, but now that she was hungry, she casually ate two mouthfuls.
Feng Zhiyao was sitting on a seat close to a window, and about three feet away from her, there was a black-clothed man wearing a conical bamboo hat who was looking at Feng Zhiyao with a cold gaze. Maybe his gaze was too cold, and Feng Zhiyao had noticed it, so she turned her head and saw him drinking wine with his mouth wide open, so she did not take it seriously.
Who would have thought that the danger would come at this very moment.
The black clothed bamboo hat man used his drinking bowl to directly attack Feng Zhiyao's back in a straight line. Just at that moment, Feng Zhiyao slightly leaned forward and the bowl directly smashed into the wall and shattered.
Fragments splashed to the ground like blossoming lotuses, carrying along with them a dark and gloomy aura.
Upon seeing this, the other guests all turned to look at them.
Feng Zhiyao was furious, she finally stopped to eat her meal, but there was actually a dead man who wanted to ambush her, even if it meant that she had the Six Palaces without a concubine. Fortunately, she moved quickly.
"Young Master, why did you plot against me?" Annoyed, she slammed the table and got up, cursing.
"I was entrusted by someone to take your life!" The gloomy voice of the man sounded out, causing one to feel as if they had entered an icy cavern.
"Ah... "Everyone, quickly flee!"
"A bowl of crushed meat! Run!" "Quick, run!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, the customers eating lunch immediately thought of the rumours about the new top Ranker on the Ranking of Assassins in the martial arts world, "Broken Bowl" Yan Wusha.
Everyone was afraid of him now. Although everyone did not know his face, they would fall a bowl before he killed anyone, letting everyone know that he was here!
His voice was mighty, making anyone who saw him feel as if they had encountered the Ten Yama Kings!
Thus, only Feng Zhiyao and Yan Wusha were left in the empty restaurant.
"What is it? Aren't you afraid? " Yan Wusha's voice was extremely cold.
"With someone protecting you, why should I be afraid of you?" Feng Zhiyao elegantly sat down and calmly ate the food that couldn't be considered delicious, as a faint smile appeared on her face.
"Young Master Yan! This lady is someone our Soul Chase Manor needs to protect, I trouble you to give us the Soul Chase Manor's face. " The Soul Chase Manor's Left Protector, Pei Kewei, did not expect himself to be protecting her from such a far distance. That girl actually knew about it, so she had no choice but to show herself, and cupped her fists as she spoke.
"You are the Soul Chase Manor's Left Protector, Pei Kewei? To actually be willing to follow and protect the target that I want to kill, it is truly a waste of my talent. "Hahaha..." Yan Wusha laughed out loud, not putting Pei Kewei in his eyes at all.
"Young Master Pei, there's no need to trouble you. You should head back first. I have my own matters to settle!" Feng Zhiyao was not afraid, now that she knew light skill, she could at most run away.
"Pei Kewei, I do not need your protection, why am I standing here? Still not getting out? " Yan Wusha sneered, this woman was the first person to face his death, it piqued his curiosity, but the other side gave him too much of a reward, it was the biggest reward he had ever given in his life as a killer, so he had to kill this woman, in order to obtain that huge reward!
"Miss, Young Master ordered me to protect you, I must stay." Pei Kewei was naturally clear that this bowl of broken names was not just for show. His hands were filled with sweat as he was worried that he might not be able to defeat Yan Wusha.
"No need, if your Young Master asks, just say that it was my orders!" Feng Zhiyao smiled and continued to calmly chew on the Red Braised chicken wings, not at all afraid of being broken into pieces.
"Yes, my lady!" Pei Kewei was startled for a moment, and then he agreed, since the other party had expressed his unwillingness to help, then he could not stay here and get tired of it, so he quickly flew over.
"Alright, he's gone. Make your move! But, I want to know before I die, who exactly entrusted you with the task of killing me? " Feng Zhiyao frowned. She really had a lot of enemies. She actually spent a huge sum of money to entrust Yan Wusha to kill her.
"No comment, this is the rule of our industry!" Yan Wusha sneered, but he slowly wore gloves woven from golden silk, thin as a cicada's wing, and shone with a strange light under the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Can the rules be changed?" After eating, Feng Zhiyao took out the silk handkerchief that she brought along with her as she wiped the oil off the corner of her lips.
"Are you not afraid of death?" This woman was actually so close to him.
"How can someone who has died once be afraid of death?" Feng Zhiyao imitated him and laughed coldly.
"What do you mean?" Today, he also felt that it was strange that he would actually spend so much time with a woman before her death.
"You must know me better than to kill my people! "Hahahaha..." Feng Zhiyao laughed until the petals were trembling, her slender fingers moved towards his bamboo hat, and with a wave, his beautiful face was revealed!
However, no matter how beautiful the man who wanted to kill her was, he wouldn't be able to arouse any of her interest. Therefore, she sneered in her heart, "Kill her? In your dreams!"
However, she had a beautiful smile on her face, "Young Master Yan, it's a pity that you killed me!"
"A pity? "But I still have to kill you. Die!" At this moment, he had already put on his bamboo hat once again. However, his voice was getting colder and colder. Normally, whoever saw his face, no matter who it was, would have already reported to the Underworld!
"Yan Wusha, don't kill me! Wusha... Wusha... " A weak and delicate voice gently floated into Yan Wusha's ears. Suddenly, he stopped, and could only stare blankly.
"Wusha... Don't kill me... I'm your sister. Wusha... " Feng Zhiyao had remembered that she knew Sexual Skill. Since she knew Sexual Skill, then wouldn't it be better for her to use the light skill to escape, as she had just learned it recently?
At this moment, she was using the highest level of Sexual Skill for voice control. When her gentle and seductive voice entered the other party's ears, the other party's thoughts would follow her.
"Elder sister …" Yan Wusha actually called Feng Zhiyao big sister. The shopkeeper, who was hiding behind the counter, was scared to the point of breaking out in a cold sweat. This woman was the number one assassin in the martial world.
"Ah, Wusha... Wusha... "You are now a child with a three year old IQ. In the future, you have to listen to your sister …" Feng Zhiyao's lips hung with a devilish and lazy smile, as if she was an Asura from hell.
"Yes... I listened to my sister. "If..." Yan Wusha nodded his head, his cold voice suddenly becoming childish, causing people's hair to stand on end.
"Very good, I will be your big sister from now on. Big sister will let you head east, you can't head west!"
laughed smugly. In the future, when dealing with those enemies, she would only need to use "a bowl of broken bones", since his thoughts were under her control, but his martial arts still remained, and he would still be extremely powerful. In that case, she could save a lot of effort in the future, and she would be grateful to the person who entrusted Yan Wusha to kill her.
"Yes, sister!" The voice sounded like a three year old child, but it was a bit cold.
The corner of Feng Zhiyao's mouth raised into a satisfied smile, the feeling of having a helper was really good!
In a faraway corner, a woman covered in a veil shot out a gaze filled with incomparable malice. Feng Zhiyao actually had such an ability, that was hateful!