0p0 Chapter 174 Shanzi Saves the Beauty
Chapter 174 Shanzi Saves the Beauty
Shanzi and Datou each rode fine horses, their long swords gripped tightly in their hands.
They rushed towards Nanshan Town like two swift winds, determined to wipe out the scattered Qin soldiers who were committing evil deeds.
Their eyes shone with unwavering determination, and their hearts burned with a steadfast pursuit of justice.
The two fought side by side, searching for lone Qin soldiers in the town while engaging in fierce battles with any enemies they encountered.
The swords flashed and blood splattered; every clash was filled with the tension and excitement of a life-or-death struggle.
Shanzi rode his horse at breakneck speed through the town streets, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, constantly watching the movements around him.
Suddenly, a large courtyard came into view, and from inside came the terrified screams of a girl.
The sound struck Shanzi's heart like a bolt from the blue.
He immediately realized that there must be Qin soldiers committing evil deeds inside.
"not good!"
Shanzi's heart tightened, and without hesitation, he tightened the reins and leaped off the horse.
He used his lightness skill to take flight, his figure drawing a graceful arc in the air.
Like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring high, it instantly flew into the air above the courtyard.
From the air, Shanzi could already see several motionless figures lying on the ground in the courtyard.
Their bodies lay still on the ground, without any movement, clearly having fallen victim to the Qin army's cruelty.
Shanzi's heart was filled with anger and grief, which strengthened his resolve to eliminate these villains.
Shanzi landed in the courtyard to check on the person who had fallen to the ground. Seeing that the person was already dead, he immediately ran towards the direction of the shouts.
His steps were light and swift, as if he were floating on the ground.
As he ran, he could faintly hear a girl crying and shouting, her voice filled with helplessness and despair.
Shanzi was extremely anxious; he knew he had to get to the girl who was shouting as soon as possible.
They were rescued from the Qin soldiers.
Let's turn back time to before a cup of tea.
Inside the woman's boudoir, a tense and desperate scene is unfolding.
"Miss, you should run away quickly."
Xiaodie's voice was trembling with tears, but she still tried her best to remain calm and urged her young mistress on.
But a resolute glint flashed in the young lady's eyes.
"Xiaodie, we can't leave you behind, let's go together."
When Xiaodie heard her mistress say that, she shook her head and tears streamed down her face.
"Miss, Xiaodie... Xiaodie is afraid she can't walk anymore. In the next life, Xiaodie can only serve you again."
Just when life and death were at stake, an old man suddenly ran into the courtyard outside the boudoir.
The old man stumbled in and grabbed the Qin soldier's leg tightly, trying to stop him from assaulting him further.
The Qin soldier, with a look of disdain, raised his foot without any mercy.
With one kick, he sent the old man flying like a rag doll, and the old man fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.
Qin Bing laughed arrogantly: "You old bastard, I'll deal with you after I'm done enjoying myself."
His words were filled with contempt and insult towards life.
This scene made the two women in the boudoir feel even more desperate and helpless.
Xiaodie then spoke up again to persuade her young mistress: "Miss, you should leave quickly. Xiaodie will help you stop him."
Qin Bing looked at the two women in front of him, a smug smile playing on his lips.
He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with lewd light.
"Hehe... Don't be afraid, little beauty. In a moment, I'll let you experience what it feels like to be on cloud nine."
After Qin Bing finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed the young lady's clothes.
The young lady screamed in terror, trying to break free from Qin Bing's grasp.
However, she, a person who was completely powerless, was easily pulled to Qin Bing's side by this big man.
"Let me go, let me go, don't touch me."
The young lady struggled incessantly, but the strength of a weak woman was no match for that of the Qin soldiers.
When Xiaodie saw that her mistress was in danger, she rushed forward in a panic.
However, he was slapped aside by a Qin soldier and fell heavily to the ground.
She fell to the ground, covering her face with one hand and her foot with the other, only managing to utter the same phrase: "Miss, Miss."
The young lady was grabbed by Qin soldiers and slammed onto the table.
Terrified, she pushed him away with all her might, pleading repeatedly, "Let me go, don't touch me, don't touch me."
The Qin soldiers ignored her pleas.
He suddenly reached out, and with a tearing sound, the young lady's clothes were ripped open, large pieces of fabric scattered.
The young lady tried to push Qin Bing away with both hands and feet, but unfortunately, she didn't have that much strength.
She could only cry in despair and struggle frantically, but she was powerless to stop the Qin soldiers from doing anything to her.
Qin Bing made contact with her in various ways.
The young lady's cries grew even more pitiful as she repeatedly cried out, "Let me go! Don't touch me! Don't touch me!"
As the young lady's shouts grew louder, Qin Bing felt increasingly excited.
He grinned as he watched the woman's frightened expression, repeatedly immobilizing her. (Edited; the previous content was inadequate!)
Aside from constant crying and feeble struggles, the woman was powerless to do anything else.
Her heart was filled with despair and fear; she had no idea what she would face next.
Just as Qin Bing's mouth was about to touch the woman's body again, a sword flew in from outside the door.
The sword, like a bolt of lightning, pierced through the darkness and evil within the room.
It pierced directly into the Qin soldier's neck, and blood gushed out instantly.
Qin Bing's eyes widened, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
He tried to turn his neck to look at the doorway, but he couldn't turn his head at all.
Then he slowly fell to the ground.
His eyes were filled with terror and resentment; he never imagined he would die in such a place.
The young lady lying on the table was sprayed with blood in her face by the sudden spray, and she was immediately bewildered and at a loss.
Then she saw Qin Bing fall to the side.
A sword was still stuck in his neck, and his eyes were filled with shock.
With her face covered in blood, she turned to look at the door, only to see Shanzi striding in.
His eyes revealed a look of what seemed like luck, as if to say: Luckily, I arrived in time.
"Girl, are you alright?" Shanzi asked with concern, his voice carrying a hint of gentleness and comfort.
The young lady shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks.
She looked at Shanzi with gratitude and respect in her heart.
She knew that Shanzi had saved her from the humiliation and harm inflicted by the Qin army.
"Thank you..." the young lady said, her voice choked with emotion, filled with deep gratitude.
Shanzi looked at the woman in front of him, whose clothes were torn and whose hair was disheveled.
The howling wind outside seemed to penetrate the walls and pierce to the bone, and he couldn't help but feel pity.
He quickly looked around the boudoir, searching for something to keep warm.
His gaze fell on the cabinet not far away.
He used his lightness skill to instantly move to the front of the wardrobe.
Gently pull open the cabinet door, and you'll see several soft garments neatly folded inside.
Without a second thought, Shanzi picked up the two thickest garments and quickly returned to the woman's side.
He gently and carefully helped the woman up, allowing her to sit comfortably in the chair.
The woman seemed to have lost her soul, staring blankly at everything Shanzi had done for her, her eyes revealing bewilderment.
"Girl, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."
Shanzi's voice was warm and strong, trying to soothe the woman's trembling heart.
Shanzi skillfully helped her put on her clothes, and the woman instinctively cooperated, but her eyes remained vacant.
At this moment, Xiaodie, who was sitting on the ground, also stared blankly at the strange man taking such good care of her young lady, her heart filled with gratitude and awe.
She so hoped that her mistress could recover quickly and stop looking so listless.
After the woman was dressed, Shanzi noticed that there was warm water and a cloth in the basin next to her.
He quickly stepped forward, reached out to test the water temperature, and thankfully it was still warm.
He carefully picked up the basin and walked to the woman's side, the movement completed in one smooth motion.
He gently wiped away the blood and dirt from the woman's face with a damp cloth, his movements gentle and meticulous, as if afraid of hurting her.
After doing all this, the woman still stared blankly at Shanzi, as if she were looking at a stranger.
Xiaodie seemed to come to her senses at this moment, and with all her might, she slowly moved toward the woman in an almost contorted posture.
Her voice was trembling with sobs as she called out, "Miss, Miss."
Seeing Xiaodie struggling so much, Shanzi immediately turned around, took a few steps to Xiaodie's side, and helped her up.
He could sense that Xiaodie's foot seemed to be injured.
Shanzi gently but firmly helped her to the woman's chair, allowing her to sit next to the young lady.