Chapter 105 Thousand City Order
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On the official highway, three people on two horses were galloping at full speed.
One dressed in red, holding a man in blue robes who was comatose and leaning against him.
One dressed in black, carrying a silver spear.
They were the Snow Moon City trio who were being hunted down and have already had several brushes with death - Lei Wujie, Sikong Qianluo, and the unconscious Xiao Se.
"Qianluo-shijie, you should go on ahead. Snow Moon City is powerful and influential. We need to find an ally of Snow Moon City to help us. Otherwise, continuing to run like this is not a solution." Lei Wujie was a little exhausted.
Sikong Qianluo shook her head. "If da-shixiong were here, then he would definitely be able to handle that. But I’ve almost never left Snow Moon City since I was a child, and I have never had any dealings with people in the martial world. Don't talk about looking for allies to help us. I don't even know what allies Snow Moon City has."
Lei Wujie was helpless. "I have been hunted twice, and the only difference was last time, it was da-shixiong with me and this time, it’s second-shijie. But why is my situation now such a hopeless cause?"
Sikong Qianluo thought for a while. "But before I left the city, I secretly took something from my dad. He once said if you have this thing, then the nearest Snow Moon City ally who saw it would come and help."
"What is it?" Lei Wujie asked.
Sikong Qianluo took it out of her robes. The object looked like a long arrow. "Dad also divulged a verse. He said, with one cloud-piercing arrow, a magnificent army you will meet."
Lei Wujie reigned in the horse, took the long arrow from Sikong Qianluo's hand, muttering to himself. Suddenly, he pinched the tail of the arrow with his fingers, and there was a flash of spark. The long arrow suddenly flew out of Lei Wujie’s hand, shot straight into the air, and exploded with a brilliant explosion that was much brighter than the fireworks that Lei Wujie made the day before. He smiled. "I understand. This is Snow Moon City’s distress signal. Any allies nearby who see this will definitely come and help us."
Sikong Qianluo also smiled and said, "If I’d known earlier, I would have set it off earlier. It's just that… these fireworks are only visible within a hundred miles or so. Is there really an ally of Snow Moon City nearby?"
Xiao Se, who was unconscious, seemed to have heard their conversation, and he managed to open his eyes a fraction. His voice was thin as a thread, "Id…idiots."
Not far away, six shadowy figures suddenly stopped in their tracks.
One was holding a great sword, one in red, one in purple, one in white, and another two men in black.
Hidden River assassins, Su Changli, Su Hongxi, Su Ziyi, Mu Liangyue, Xie Hui, Xie Ling.
Su Changli leaned on his sword and looked west, his brows frowned slightly. "That's Snow Moon City's Thousand City Order; they’re asking for help."
Su Hongxi smiled. "But how could there be any allies nearby? You call it asking for help, but they have just clearly exposed themselves."
"Chase." Su Changli propped up his sword on his shoulder.
But Mu Liangyue behind him suddenly exclaimed, "A-Ying?"
Su Changli turned his head, and saw what appeared to be a tall and sturdy adult with an innocent, childlike face standing there. His face carried a wicked smile and he gave a feeling of indescribable weirdness.
Su Changli frowned. "Mu Ying, you failed."
Mu Ying sneered. "Didn't you also fail?"
Su Changli said in a low voice, "They had help from Qingcheng Mountain."
Mu Ying shook his head. "Changli, an assassin only asks for results, not excuses."
Su Changli held the great sword in his hand. "So that’s why I’m here. You know that when we do our jobs, unless we die."
"We never rest!" Mu Ying interjected angrily.
The two stood up at the same time and rushed towards where the fireworks were lit. They sped past the other five people, leaving them far behind. One was holding a great sword, sprinting like thunder, aggressive in his force. The other was a light figure, robes flying, the expression on his face constantly changing in an odd manner.
Mu Liangyue watched the two competing to leave first, and snorted coldly.
Su Hongxi said softly, "All these years, this is the first time they’ve encountered failure in their missions. Either of them would want to make up for this failure."
Su Ziyi returned a fawning smile and said, "Should we place a bet on who will take the heads of those three people first?"
Mu Liangyue took a step forward. "Rather than betting here, it’s better to enter the game yourself."
Lei Wujie smacked Xiao Se in front of him indignantly. "Are you awake? Why did you scold us as soon as you woke up? How are we idiots!"
Sikong Qianluo glared at him angrily. "Not so hard!"
Xiao Se spoke softly, but his voice was sporadic and inaudible.
Lei Wujie put his ear closer to Xiao Se's mouth. "Speak louder, I can’t hear you."
"Hurry… run!" Xiao Se gasped harshly.
Lei Wujie was taken aback for a moment, stretched his head back, and frowned slightly. "Run? Qianluo-shijie, Xiao Se said, run?"
Suddenly Sikong Qianluo turned her horse around, saw two figures in the distance rushing towards them, and said in surprise, "Yes, we should definitely run right now!"
Lei Wujie followed Sikong Qianluo's gaze and cursed silently in his heart, weren’t we supposed to meet our allies, why did it become those two ghosts again? He slapped the horse's side in a hurry, and together with Sikong Qianluo, they broke into a full speed gallop.
However, Su Changli and Mu Ying's figures were getting closer and closer, their feet were like thunder, and with a few leaps, had already arrived just behind them.
"Why are they so fast!" Lei Wujie exclaimed.
"It's not that we’re fast, it's you. You’re too slow!"
Su Changli and Mu Ying jumped up, one swinging a great sword and slashing at Lei Wujie, while the other one used his hand, the cold qi erupting to strike at Sikong Qianluo’s back.
Lei Wujie swung his sword to block and Sikong Qianluo raised her spear, but they were too slow! Although they had taken the pills given by Xiao Se, they had been running non-stop for the past few days, and the poison in their bodies has only been cured by about eight-tenths. Now that they’re facing Su Changli and Mu Ying together, they have absolutely zero chance of winning!
But suddenly there was a cold wind.
Su Changli snapped up his head.
Two swords, two identical swords.
Two people, two identical-looking people.
The two swords came together, sword auras rising, and they blocked Su Changli's sword firmly.
Su Changli withdrew his sword and landed, asking in a low voice, "Who?"
One of them raised his sword and shouted, unspeakably domineering and mighty, "He Qu!"
The other person hit the ground with his sword and bowed his head slightly, seeming a bit shy. "He Cong."
From the other side, another palm appeared facing Mu Ying's Frosted Black Palm. Mu Ying was stunned for a moment, that palm strength was indescribable. It wasn’t particularly resolute, but seemed to drain away his own internal strength bit by bit. He snatched back his hand, and retreated to Su Changli's side.
A man jumped down and landed in front of them, his white robes fluttering, and the large word "gamble" written on his back was unspeakably arrogant in the wind. He turned his head and looked at Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo. "Qianluo-shijie, Lei-shidi, how did you fall to such a pathetic state?"
Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo exclaimed in shock, "Luo Mingxuan?"
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